I don't know about you, but ever since the pooper peeker incident along the Kancamangus Highway in NH last summer, I haven't been able to comfortably rest my rosy cheeks on an outhouse seat.

This has caused considerable stress in what would normally be a very relieving experience. It just doesn't seem fair.

Apparently the pooper peeker guy is back in the news this morning, although the news story online has so far stealthily eluded me, much as the outhouse voyeur did, until he was caught underneath a WMNF roadside toilet "looking for his lost wedding ring" last summer.

I guess his trial starts today, so we'll see how he tries to slime his way out of this one...