It seemed like Spanky Pete took a little spanky break and we didn't hear much from him. Word was he was seen spankily sweeping around the entrance of the dirty and thug-o-centric gas station at 26th Ave. N. and Penn Ave. N., click here. As one Johnny Northside commenter put it so well and memorably, some of those thugs need a spanking, so it's a good thing Spanky Pete is there.
But now I can personally confirm that Peter Rickmyer...
...who never even saw me getting the picture above, has been working feverishly on some kind of spank-o-centric project on the 24th Floor of the County Government building, at one of the public computers in the law library.
Naturally, I told Pete's probation officer but can he reply to my emails? Apparently not. I'm guessing there is some kind of gag order. Yeah, I'm sure Spanky Pete would love that.
A gag order, I mean. Some kind of gag. That's ordered. (Talking in my Spanky Pete voice, folks in the neighborhood circles know the imitation all-too-well) He can't talk because there's a GAG.
I say Department of Corrections has been so busy dropping the ball with Level Three sex offenders they can't even drop a line. I don't blame the folks at the bottom--except Bobbie Chevalier-Jones, of course--but rather I blame their (spanky) upper level management.
If I had to guess, I'd say Spanky Pete is appealing the dismissal of his (spanky) case to a higher court. If that's the case, get ready for more lawyers to get paid more money. Good thing Johnny Northside can overwhelmingly win a case without even going to court or getting served. But why isn't somebody making Spanky Pete stay within the conditions of his (spanky) probation which, I'm guessing, involves WORKING or LOOKING FOR A JOB instead of hanging out at the law library?
Oh, by the way, some anonymous commenter threatened to post personal information about me all over the internet if I kept writing about Spanky Pete. So readers know what THAT means. I will make a spanky point of writing about Spanky Pete. This blog didn't get to be the Number One blog in the Twin Cities by hiding under our binkie blanky boo, afraid to get a virtual spanking.
The trolls and haters and (spanky) pedophile allies can and will do their worst, so I may as well have some fun.