East Falmouth Man Turns Himself In On Theft Charges – Pays For Taxi To Station With Stolen Credit Card

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CapeCodOnline.com – An East Falmouth man who allegedly tried to use a stolen credit card to pay for a ride to the Falmouth Police Department faces a litany of charges in connection to that incident and an unrelated burglary.

Paul Stites, 32, pleaded not guilty to 10 charges spanning two cases at his arraignment Monday in Falmouth District Court.

In the first case, an East Falmouth resident reported she found Stites in her home Friday when she came out of the shower, court records state. He said he needed to use the phone and had knocked; however, she later found her husband’s wallet and credit card and some jewelry missing from her home. The credit card was later used at a gas station and some of the jewelry was recovered at an area pawn shop.

Stites is charged with breaking and entering during the daytime putting a person in fear, two counts of larceny of more than $250 and receiving stolen property in connection with that incident.

While investigating that matter, police contacted Stites and told him to come to the police station for questioning. He did so on Saturday, but according to court records the taxi driver who took him to the police department told officers that he was using a credit card with someone else’s name on it.

It’s been quite a while since we’ve seen an Einstein of East Falmouth at work here on The Real Cape. Make no mistake, this ladies and gentleman is one for the ages. Paul has secured himself a spot in the pantheon of all time greats with this move.

Hey at least he was doing the right thing and turning himself in right? It takes a real upstanding citizen to do whatever it takes to get himself to the station in his situation. He could have let the fact that he had no money hinder his ability to be in full compliance of the law but he didn’t. He stepped up, did the right thing, and faced his theft charges head on… with a stolen credit card.

You can’t teach that type of ingenuity folks, it takes a special breed of person to face the music of 10 assorted stolen property and theft charges by committing a little credit card fraud right in the police station parking lot. Hey FPD, you don’t want Paul using a stolen credit card right in your face? Then don’t ask him to come to the station when you know damn well his cash is all tied up in stolen coins, that’s pretty much entrapment.

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How the Greatest Merger in Internet History Went Down

I’m sure you’re all wondering how a classy ginger such as myself came to join forces with the rugged Real Cape crew. Well as is everything that happens in my life, it was both random and creepy.

I was originally approached by a Real Cape writer we shall call ‘DaBoss’ and shortly after was additionally approached by a former high school classmate of mine who reassured me that although he thought I was a total Cut-Up-Not-Toasted in High School, thought my blog was hilarious and wanted to talk about the possibility of a collaboration.

From there, DaBoss and I coordinated schedules and I headed over to The Beach House to meet him and the others for a super formal meeting at 1030PM while heavily intoxicated. I obviously ate shit and face planted when walking through the front door because I’m me and awkwardly waited at the bar while the fetus of a bartender hit on me.

One of the ring leaders, we’ll call him “Santa”, because he was extremely jolly and kept asking me to sit on his lap, requested I join him in the back function room to speak. I made a joke about being murdered and he reassured me that rape almost always happens first and he didn’t have time for that. I immediately felt a connection.

The remaining members joined us and we began drinking, I mean talking business. I think I was a little betchy to the Minion they call Ham Sandwich, which I’d apologize for, but he was just so adorbs I couldn’t help but give him a hard time because I wanted to put him in my pocket and take him out when I’m having a bad day for something to point and laugh at. In a loving way, obviously.

Once business was over, one of the crew, let’s call him….Leppy McAwk because he’s super Irish and almost as awkward as I am, began spitting game like a fucking Llama on acid. I was picking up what he was putting down for a short time because he was totally my “good looking stoner” type, but got pissed when he challenged a black girl to a dance off with me.

Why he thought it was a good idea to make a red-headed white girl in an Old Navy sweater attempt to drop it like it’s hot with a Beyonce wannabe is beyond me, but thanks for that. Coincidentally when the night was over homeboy needed a ride home and I was the only one able to bring him. Smooth…

The entire ride home he kept on coming up with ways to try and get me to come into his house but I wasn’t having it. He even went as far as to tell me I could come in for “some water and The Oscars”. Seriously?

I dropped him off and went home to pass out in my 9 year old nephew’s twin bunk beds because I can. The next night I went to Brody’s to visit my heroin-dealing uneducated best friend (previous blog post) and low and behold Leppy McAwk strolled in. His face immediately dropped when he saw me because I obviously called him out on his super sweet pimping skills the night before in front of his pals.

Soo basically the point I’m trying to get at is that when you put together a group of degenerates from the same hometown that share a love of talking shit and pissing people off in a creative and witty way: you’ve got The Real Cape meets The Glitter Ginger, betches.

 

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Be Prepared, The Tourists Are Coming In Droves To Cape Cod This Year

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CapeCodOnline.com – Tired of winter? Summer’s coming — and the forecast for this summer is a good one, several in the hospitality industry said, with expectations running higher than last year.

Both summer bookings and asking prices for vacation home rentals on the Cape Cod are up this year, according to WeNeedaVacation.com, a vacation rental booking business that makes an evaluation based its own listings.

Bookings through mid-February for summer lodging on Cape Cod are up 6.3 percent from the same time last year, the booking company reported. The bookings increased 7 percent on Martha’s Vineyard and 3.3 percent on Nantucket.

I’m not one to complain about weather or winter, but when I woke up this morning to more snow falling I had just about fucking had it. Enough is enough. I literally thought to myself that I would trade having to deal with thousands of New Yorkers for not getting one more inch of snow in a heartbeat.

Well I need to apologize because it looks like my wish is going to come true. Be prepared Cape Cod, the summer people are coming, and they are coming in hot! I think this winter has been so bad that I kinda actually miss the little martians. Has Mother Nature driven me to the brink of insanity or does anyone else agree?

I’m not saying I won’t want to murder everyone in my way like two days after they wash ashore. I’m just saying that after eighteen feet of snow and weeks of cold so brutal it turned me into Ashy Larry, a fanny pack or two and some schlub asking where the bridge to The Vineyard is might actually be kind of a welcome sight this year, amirite?

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Glitter Ginger Life Lessons: You’re welcome.

In my 29 years on this planet, I’ve picked up a few life lessons I feel important to share. Take them as you will, since most of them are complete bullshit, and border line offensive, but whatevs, I do what I want.

1 – When laying out at the beach, pool or boat always set up shop next to someone bigger than you. Why? Well for starters they most likely don’t have many friends so why not be nice for once and two; you’ll look skinnier. You’re welcome.

2 – Despite what your mom, sisters, friends or the media says; don’t put makeup on or do your hair every day. I have literally LIVED by this rule my entire life. I would SO much rather look mediocre every day and get a “Oh my god you look BEAUTIFUL!” on the rare occasion I actually put effort in, then show up to work/life without being done up and receive the comments we all dread that consist of “you look tired” or “are you feeling okay?”

Low expectations = high return. Trust me.

3 – If you do decide to go the makeup route, ALWAYS wash your face before you go to bed even if you’re having a sleep over with a dude. No matter how good you think you look, I can promise you that when you roll over in the morning, homeboy is going to notice the black streaks bleeding from your eyes and the lipstick smeared all over your face.

4 – If you’re known for something, own it. Example: Over the years I’ve earned the reputation of being accident prone and well, border-line mentally challenged. Do I get mad and correct people and/or sit at home crying at night about my pathetic existence? Of course not! Instead, I start documenting that shit and blast it on the internet to launch myself into blogger stardom.

Sure, I almost died making a grilled cheese last year and was the first and only person in the history of Falmouth High School to use the “eye wash station” in Biology because I got a piece of frog caught in my eye – but if that shit didn’t happen then I’d have nothing to blog about!

 

5 – Figure out a way to spin every situation into a good one. You got dumped? Start a blog that reaches 10,000 followers in less than two months. Lose your job? Use your spare time to follow the dream you might not have had the guts or time to before; like stripping. Feeling down because all your friends are engaged/married and you’re living alone with nothing to keep you company but wine and Lifetime? Study sharks. You get the point – something shitty happens; hide the Venus razor and do something to cheer yourself up, psycho. Pizza usually helps.

6 – Read. A lot. And I just don’t mean The Glitter Ginger or the latest Nicholas Sparks (<–what are you, 9?) Read books, articles and magazines that aren’t necessarily in your comfort zone or of interest to you. I recently started getting into books about World War II and Seal Team 10 – sure, the closest I’ve come to war in real life is sleeping with a marine, but that doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t educate myself on history. Education is the key to life – and if that key doesn’t open the door you’re trying to get through then at least be pretty and hopefully strong enough to kick that mother fucker down.

One Love. -GG

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Announcing The Greatest Merger In Internet History – The Real Cape and The Glitter Ginger!

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Of all the things to happen to this website in its short history, this may be the most exciting. Today we announce an alliance between Cape Cod native, The Glitter Ginger and The Real Cape. Anyone who reads both sites will immediately know this is a match made in heaven. Jenny Sharpe is simply one of the funniest gals we’ve come across anywhere, the fact that she is a Cape native just elevated this to no brainer status. Simply put, if you think this site is funny then you are going to love her.

For those of you that are only familiar with The Glitter Ginger, we want you to know that we will not change anything about what she is doing at all. We may be merging but she is not going to be adopting a Cape Cod based style, it will continue to be the random, hilarious, general life musings she has always done. Jenny has complete editorial control here and will have her very own section of the site accessible from the top navigation menu.

For those of you that are not familiar with The Glitter Ginger here is the “about me” from her site;

About the Glitter Ginger

I’m Jenny. I love pickles, glitter, Phillip Phillips, Britney Spears and the shark species as a whole. That’s literally how people would define me if you asked.

This blog isn’t going to change your life, or make you a better person or do anything constructive or creative for you to be honest. It’s pretty much just a virtual diary of my everyday life because, well, it’s fucking hilarious.

I mean we’re talking about a girl who landed herself in the hospital last year because she accidentally electrocuted herself while trying to make a grilled cheese. That was a week or so before I gave myself a concussion by walking into a car door and a month after I chipped my tooth on a beer bottle while bowling at a corporate event. My life is literally a disaster, and I love to share it with people.

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I absolutely embrace the fact that I’m an awkward, clumsy, incredibly random and funny ginger who always has a smile on her face and a positive attitude. I say that not only because it’s true, but because if I don’t I’ll probably curl up in a ball in my studio apartment and cry about how much of a hot mess my life has become.

I like to think of myself as a fairly smart person. I graduated from a pretty good school, continued on to get my master’s in business administration, have a solid career and am well versed in conversation. I’m also really dumb. I at one point thought manatees crossed the road, told everyone I had been “sodomised” when I had a freckle “cauterized” (turns out there’s a HUGE difference between the two) and spent a full day teaching my 4-year-old niece about the importance of keeping her nervous system healthy or else she would catch a cold.

Hope you enjoy, psychos.

In a few minutes Jenny will be publishing the first of many Glitter Ginger posts to come. In the meantime make sure to check out The Glitter Ginger Facebook page and Twitter account in the links below.

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Oak Bluffs Shark Tournament Isn’t Dead, It’s Just Moving To Newport

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CapeCodOnine.comThe shark tournament will be back — but not in Oak Bluffs.

In the wake of the tragic death of Oak Bluffs Monster Shark Tournament director Steve James in January, his family has decided to continue the tradition with a shark tournament in Newport, R.I., July 17 through 20, according to state shark expert Greg Skomal.

Martell’s hotel was the de facto headquarters for the tournament, which James estimated brought as much as $4.5 million to the town’s economy. At its peak, the tournament drew nearly 300 boats with big cash prizes.

“The town wasn’t in the mood,” Vail said. Town meeting voted 64-40 in April to support a nonbinding resolution to make the annual shark tournament a catch-and-release event.

“I’m looking forward to trying this on for size,” Vail said.

The Monster Shark Tournament had been held in Oak Bluffs for 27 years, but in recent years drew fire from animal rights groups and locals. The weigh-in, when boats returned at day’s end with their catch, attracted big crowds to the Oak Bluffs harbor docks. The weekend crowds sometimes became rowdy, to the point the town imposed additional fees on tournament participants to pay for keeping the peace.

“This hysteria took over,” said Wesley Hotel owner Peter Martell of the votes against the tournament. He blamed the behavior of onlookers.

“They should have been controlled,” he said.

“It was too bad to lose him,” Martell said of James. “Everybody had a good time.”

He said the jury is still out on whether a fishing tournament without sharks will draw crowds and business.

“I don’t see them getting a lot that first year,” said Skomal, the Massachusetts Division of Marine Fisheries shark scientist. He used to spend his summer weekends going to fishing tournaments to collect data and samples for scientific study. Sharks are caught relatively close to shore, but big game fish such as marlins, tuna and swordfish are found far out to sea in areas close to the Gulf Stream where there are deep underwater canyons. The larger vessels required for a roundtrip of 200 miles or more are beyond most budgets and use a lot of fuel, he said.

I know that was a long excerpt, but I wanted it all there so we could break the entire thing down into one sentence;

The town of Oak Bluffs was “not in the mood” to host an event that “attracted big crowds” where “everybody had a good time” and brings “$4.5 million to the town’s economy”. Seems legit.

I mean why on earth would anyone want big crowds and large quick injections of cash into the local businesses of a vacation destination area? It only fundamentally contradicts the basic foundation of our economic survival. I get it though, big crowds having a good time are just awful. I’m sure Indiana is working on a way to ban the Indy 500 as we speak and I’d imagine that New York will be cancelling the Macy’s Parade ASAP right?

Newport must not have any experience with these large crowds of people having a good time. They will probably cancel this event after one year. There’s no way they can know what they are in for, it’s not like they have any big Folk Festivals or anything.

It is absolutely exhausting keeping up with all the ways the fun police are literally killing Cape Cod.

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