On Halloween night the ghouls and goblins start their trick or treat trek early. But for those households that refuse to accommodate the costume wearing characters, beware, there is a new prank that tricksters will be using this Devil’s Night. The Halloweens of past the pranksters would bombard those tight wad homes that refuse to provide treats, with the mandatory rotten egg and/or dog shit. Now, what these hooligans are going to do is throw pancake syrup projectiles on these unsuspecting folks. This will definitely create havoc because the next morning your front porch will be infested with red fire ants or a very sticky floor. Either way the time and effort you put in to performing this clean-up is just not worth the hassle. It would be much cheaper to you if you provided these warlocks and witches with ten dollars worth of candy. The neighborhood kids would appreciate this just as much as the person who does not have to deal with the pancake syrup mess, remember, trick or treating is for the kids not the adults. If you come upon the guy who is wearing that penis and testicles costume and you get squirted, more likely then not, you should avoid giving that guy a treat. He is probably your neighbor.
Until the next lesson, “Stay Down.”
Author: OG DUDE

Dear Dad, WE WIN! I just wanted to write to you and let you know that The Philadelphia Phillies are the World Series Champs!! I know you already knew that, but doesn’t it just feel good to say it! So say it, say it again! Last night I was at the editing bay, when all things stopped at 5:37pm (8:37pm for you of course).Monday night our hearts were broken out here in the Valley, as the rain suspension broke up our Philly Fans in LA party early. But last night, that spark was relit. The electricity throughout Citizen’s Bank Park was being delivered to me thousands of miles away in the City of Angels. I could feel it, even when Rocco Baldelli sent that homerun into the flower bed in the 7th….it Didn’t even phase me. I knew it was our night. And who came out big, the man we’ve all been rooting for to find his groove; Pat ‘The Bat’ Burrell. His “so close to being a homer” double was all we needed. It was his run that came home. It was his run that gave us the lead. And that final inning, how intense was that? The first pitch was thrown and my phone rings…its the Wife! She was stuck in the car, unable to find the game on the radio….so we stayed on the phone together, sharing each and every play. I’m sure I broke her ear drum screaming that we were one out away from victory. At that moment I thought about you. I knew you were sitting at the good ol’ Red Lantern in my favorite town in the world Glenolden. I could feel myself pull up a stool next to you. Suddenly everyone was there. Our whole family, even those who have left us for that stadium in the sky. My best friends were slapping me on my back filled with excitement. My arm was around my wife anticipating every single pitch that left Lidge’s hand. And I can see you staring at the screen. I can see you reflecting that amazing moment in ‘80 when that lefty #45 Tug McGraw struck out a right handed batter to become the World Champs for the first time. Now here we are on the perfect “Flip Side” twenty-eight years and eight days later; its ‘08 and that righty #54 has two strikes up on a left handed batter. I’m on the edge of that bar stool along with you; waitng…wating…waiting…the pitch! A swing and a miss!! He did it, just like Tugger…Lidge’s strike out crowns us the World Series Champs for the 2nd time. The bar is going crazy, our friends and family going ape shit! I kiss my wife and savor the moment. Its beautiful. The city I love is in complete jubilee. Then I’m transported back to LA. Part of me completely joyful, the other part overwhelmingly sad. Suddenly the phone begins, text message after text message. Messages filled my inbox ranging from; ‘We’re the Champs’ to ‘F*ck Yeaaaaahhhh!!!’. My friends. My family. The greatest people in the world. Philly deserves this. The city needed a positive in a big way and the Phillies delivered it. In my heart, I believe that you deserve it most of all. You’re a true fan Dad. Through their bad years, you never trash talk them and attended game after game anyway. You never quit on them. They’re your escape. When the world feels heavy on you, they give you a game, they allow you to check your troubles at the door, sit back, inhale the scent of dirt, grass, roasting peanuts and sip a cold beer. This game is your art and the Phillies are your canvas. And this years painting is a beautiful one indeed. 10 minutes after the victory, my cell phone lights up with your number. “They did it!” Were the first words you said. Three simple words made me miss home more then ever. Those words also made me feel nothing but loved. It makes my heart content knowing that I come from a town that no matter where you roam, your bonds with those you love will always remain blood thick. The sounds of honking horns and people screaming were coming right through your cell phone…that noise sounded like a symphony orchestra to me. I apologized for not being there, but you told me “You’re here in my heart and that’s all that matters! Now go have a drink for me!” Well Dad, I might not have always listened to you growing up, but this was one time where I certainly did not want to disappoint you. I raised my glass of beer to you. Okay maybe it was a pitcher of beer…alright it was two pitchers of beer! I didn’t want to let you down, so I over achieved. I walked into one of your favorite bars in our neighborhood, Timmy Nolan’s and their she was. The girl of my dreams, wearing her Phillies shirt with a pitcher of beer, fries and buffalo strips waiting for me! She’s amazing and it was you who told me that from the start. A handfull of my Philly buddies were all there in full Phillies gear, you would’ve loved it. I took in the moment and realized how lucky I am. I came out to Hollywood for opportunity. But without Philadelphia and without you guys, we’d never have this chance. As much as I wish I was in my hometown sharing a beer with you on this victorious night, for the moment I’m where I need to be. I just ask you to do one thing; Enjoy the sh*t out of this victory Dad!! Keep me in your heart for the Phillies Parade…and of course for every moment we can’t be together.  I asked them to do it for you and your Boys in Red delivered!  GO PHILS!      Love Your Son, Steve                                                    FOOTNOTE: Back track the PhillyBoyinLA Phillies coverage by clicking the Archive link below!

I have had a lot of energy drinks in my time but nothing like the Energize Bullet. I was driving home from work with a few co-workers at around 2:30am and we decided to stop off at a 7-11 to get a drink. I went to get my usual Dragonfruit Vitamin water when I saw the Energize bullet. I instantly knew I had to try it out and do a review for Stardum. So lets get the bad out of the way so we can focus on the good. This drink tastes horrible. It tastes really sugary and so far only comes in one flavor so maybe in the future this bad taste will be fixed. That is actually the only bad thing about this drink. It promises no jitters and it delivers, it also promises no crash and also delivers on that. The little vile it comes in also says that the container is “virtually indestructible”, the only way I was able to break it was by running it over with my car. The bottle says 8 hours of energy and its not too far off. Now granted this is going to affect everyone differently. I drink a lot of energy drinks so I drank the whole vile at once, but the suggestion on the label informs you to drink half. It does have a bright yellow caution label around the top as well warning you to be over the age of 18. Again like most new energy drinks it warns you to not drink it if you have heart problems, if you are pregnant, if you don’t react well to caffeine etc… The drink is very fast acting and begins to take and effect in just a few minutes. So for on the go energy it is the best drink I have had so far, it delivers on everything is promises, and is quick and painless. I have only found one 7-11 anywhere around my area that carries it so your best bet to find it is maybe a GNC or just buying a case online.


4 Out Of 5

The next few months will be an absolute mma dream scape for all of us who enjoy a late night fight, a cold drink, a pretty companion, and something slightly hazy in the air. Starting November 1 with World Victory Road: Sengoku 6 and ending on Jan 31, 2009 with a sure to be fight of the year, featuring GSP vs. BJ Penn for the 170lb Belt these next months are going to be packed with fights. November will give us Faber vs. Brown and Couture vs. Lesnar, four great fighters two very different weight classes. And if a December filled with lower gas prices wasn’t enough for you please continue checking the growing card for UFC Ultimate 2008. Can you say, “Daaaaaammmmmnnn!” Here’s the days and where to find the fights:
Nov. 1 World Victory Road: Sengoku 6
Nov. 5 WEC 36: Faber vs. Brown (Versus)
Nov. 15 UFC 91: Couture vs. Lesnar (PPV)
Nov. 21 Strikeforce: Destruction (HDNet)
Dec. 3 WEC 37 (Versus)
Dec. 10 UFC Fight Night 16 (Spike TV)
Dec. 13 The Ultimate Fighter 8 Finale (Spike)
Dec. 27 UFC 92: The Ultimate 2008 (PPV)
Jan. 17 UFC 93: Dublin (PPV)
Jan. 24 Affliction: Day of Reckoning (PPV)
Jan. 31 UFC 94: St. Pierre vs. Penn II (PPV)
Yes, we’re clearing our calendar, taking time off, stock piling booze and looking for dates on craigslist.

Mirko Cro Cop is a feared and awe inspiring name within the mixed martial arts world but he is also human. After his last fight against Alistair Overeem ended with his receiving numerous low blows and the complete reversal of his right testicle back to the state it was in perhaps around his 11 birthday, you could say that Cro Cop is at the least, tentative. The fighter does not fear for his testicles health as much as he does for the safety of his “bad” knee. Throughout his career Cro Cop has nursed many a wound but even he would allude to the life of a sportsman being such a path. This time it looks like the Croatian will immediately go into surgery after his rematch with Alistair this New Year’s Eve at K-1 Dynamite. Cagepotato did the Cro Cop interpretation, we helped provide you with the info:
“The advice I got from my doctors was that fighting Overeem only two months after my knee operation was a suicide mission. I already had missed the July bout and postponing my September bout was not an option for me. I have only myself to blame.”
“I’ve had several operations this year, and I’ll have to undergo another one straight after the NYE event. It’s frustrating to have to undergo all these operations but that’s the sportsman’s life. Many others have had it worse then me.”
There you have it. Cro Cop will fight. And after he will need surgery. Let’s avoid the low blows.

I wish I could have been in the theater just to see the reaction on the parents faces when this all went down. So apparently managers at a South Jordan Utah movie theater (Yes…..Utah) decided last minute to switch the screening of High School Musical 3 to a bigger theater. Sounds logical, right? Too bad they forgot to switch the actual film into that theater as well. So instead of the G-rated HSM3 the audience of eager children and frustrated parents were treated to the R-rated Sex Drive. Needless to say the movie was stopped pretty quickly, but it just makes me wonder a little bit. Didn’t they realize something was probably a little off once they began playing the trailers? Either way I’m sure the parents don’t feel this way, but this is one of the more comical events of the year. You can catch more on this story at TMZ.com

Can you say well-deserved 58 times just to celebrate the David Letterman vs. ‘The Hills’ round one event that involved the Late Night host tossing out a verbal beat down. Lauren Conrad, the central actress on ‘The Hills‘, was a guest on the popular late night show Tuesday and was how do you say it in French, “Unprepared.” Did she think it was going to be a long discussion on her clothing line? Perhaps a deep and intellectual discourse on her pursuit of acting as an art form in general? What it was, was a hilarious, insightful, well-timed set of observations from an old guy who’s seen a few things. Spencer is a little bi*ch, Hiedi shouldn’t be allowed to hold a fork let alone vote. The whole idea behind the self-indulgent little routine they all act out on that show is wack enough for even him to call out. That’s what was witnessed last night. David Letterman called the Spencer character a weasel. Letterman also said if it wasn’t for the television show Brody Jenner would be living in a tree. He clearly hasn’t seen the killer guest pad Brody landed behind his parents house! We hear it’s “dope“. Letterman’s Lines Below, think(msn):
Spencer (Pratt) — “what a weasel, He’s just the worst, that guy.”
“Imagine taking a cab downtown with Bill O’Reilly and Spencer!”
“Let me tell you something about Brody, if there was not television, this guy would be living in a tree!”
You’ll have to follow this link straight to Letterman letting Lauren know whats up!

Anybody ever felt like Kevin Bacon looks a hell of a lot like one of the Diaz Bros in the movie Death Sentence? Try and remember the part where he begins his transformation, guns, bullets, scars, and then he shaves his head. He looks exactly like either Nick or Nate as he prepares to go to war with the Darley family. The black eyes and far away intense stare paired with the angry mouth and high ass cheekbones, I mean damn, I thought I was watching Diaz vs. Noons. If I was one of the Diaz Bros I would seriously consider adding this film to my personal collection simply for the far reaching conversation it would be sure to spark at any one of their many dinner gatherings. Conversations like, “Damn dawg that dog looks just like your ass.” and such rubies as, “Shit son, dawg looks like your daddy.” as well as the emerald, “Fo nizzle that Kev Bac look da same as you Diaz dawg.” I have heard each one of those quotes personally but will not take a polygraph to prove anything. In the spirit of Scarlett Johansson and her record breaking length of marriage to ‘Two Guys and a Pizza Shop’ standout Ryan Reynolds we salute her with a golden star and oatmeal cookie award. Which is two steps away from a violent potato sacking. This week we will be treated to a new episode of South Park, a new UFC show, the buildup to WEC 36, no doubt tons of Randy Couture/Brock Lesnar hype, and maybe even a World Series Champ from across the continent. Either way I’m packing for warmer weather, better buds, and a better sense of chi.
me vs. chi vs. the weather= one lost toupee, two lost bags, one less friend and no ride.
Was offered a donkey ride but I had to carry it piggyback= Don’t you dare go there, ever.
WEC 36 vs. UFC 91= Fast and furious lightweights or Giants hitting each other with clubs.
Club Sandwiches vs. Pizza vs. Scarlett= One is tasty, one is delicious and one is a human.
Having more Chi in your life= A better, healthier, you and you go more regularly.
Regularity is important yet under rated= Agreed and disgusted.
Regularly reading strdum.com= You will be smarter and your sense of taste will increase ten fold.*
*This is a proven fact.