Mom tracks down toilet-tissue pranksters

As one who was picked on while in high school...this sounds like sweet revenge!

Mom tracks down toilet-tissue pranksters
Mon Jul 31, 10:30 PM ET

Teenagers who toilet-papered and damaged a home now face felony vandalism charges because of a mother's extraordinary sleuthing.

Katja Base, mother of six, was unwilling to let the teens get away with it, saying she tracked them down to teach her kids about accountability.

Base awoke one February morning to find her front lawn strewn in white two-ply toilet paper. She and husband Ken also found damaged landscaping and light fixtures as well as ruined finishes on two cars.

Dog food and flour also covered the lawn.

Realizing the sheriff's department has better things to do than track down teen pranksters, Katja Base decided to do some detective work.

"There needs to be accountability," she said. "Mainly, I pursued this as a lesson for my daughters. I don't want them to ever come to me and ask why I didn't do anything about this."

Base persuaded supermarket managers to tally daily toilet-paper buys for the week and a Stater Bros. manager said there was a run on bathroom tissue two days before her home was vandalized.

At 7:30 p.m. Feb. 17, someone bought 144 rolls of toilet paper, cheese, dog food, flour and plastic forks, the same items found on her lawn and house. It was a cash transaction, making it difficult to trace the purchaser, but the store had video surveillance.

The video showed four teenagers making the purchase, one of them wearing a Norco High School letterman's jacket with a name stitched across the back. The store's parking lot surveillance camera showed the truck they were using.

Base then borrowed a Norco High yearbook and used online databases to get the name, phone numbers and addresses of the teens on the store tape.

"Her work was instrumental in helping us to identify the suspects," said Lt. Ross Cooper of the Riverside County Sheriff's Department.

The information was eventually sent to the district attorney's office and prosecutors confirmed that about six youths were now facing vandalism charges. However, they would not release details of the case or names of the defendants because they are juveniles.

The maximum penalty for the adult would be three years in prison; the juveniles could face probation and restitution, district attorney's office spokeswoman Ingrid Wyatt said.


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I often tell people that I'm from a small town, my high school graduating class was >maybe< a hundred people, and that my legal address growing up was five miles west of the lone post office.

Now, I tell people I live downtown-downtown Los Angeles. (Mostly because I used to think I worked "downtown" but found out two years later that I actually worked in Koreatown...who knew?) And, I tell them I live in a loft. When I say it, it sounds like it is the most amazing thing in the whole wide world, and that they should take notice.

I can't tell if I tell it that way because living in Los Angeles still feels like something I shouldn't be doing, or if it's an accomplishment that should be recognized by others. I'm a's both. :-)

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Since when to I publicly acknowledge that Los Angeles is My City? Probably since the time in 1999 I stepped off the plane in Sea-Tac and said "Jez-US! it is effing cold" and, ten minutes later when my brother scooped me up and we headed out of the airport, the mist turned to drizzle to light showers to heavy showers to downpour in a few deep sighs. And, it stayed that way for my entire winter break.

Belfair is my hometown. It's like that relationship you had in college that creeps into your mind from time to time, wondering what ever happened to so and so.

But, Los Angeles is home. I say that while I'm sitting at some airport in Texas, oh my way to some airport in North Carolina, to meet with clients, watch the All-Star came in solitary at some hotel bar, all the time frantically trying to keep up on email. And, all the while, loving every moment of it. (except for watching the All-Star game without Alex.)(I know he probably won't watch it unless I was there)

Los Angeles is home. I have a purse store, a morning train, a favorite morning bus driver, a favorite evening bus driver, and favorite intersection (Main and Temple). I have a weekday routine, an established relationship with my doctor, and my dentist has erased my fear of regular cleanings.

I have neighbors who I enjoy. I can walk through along Los Angeles Street, head down to Santee Alley and pick up an almost-looks-like-Summer-Marc-Jacobs handbag, a new blouse, and the new trousers Vogue highlighted...all without spending more than $20.

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In Belfair, the water way that is the primary tourist destination, provides a multi-million dollar industry is poo-ed and pissed away. In Los Angeles, we have a river that runs right through the middle of the City - but it looks like an oversize sewage channel.

A big difference between Belfair and Los Angeles is this: In Belfair many people own the land their homes sit on. In Los Angeles, few people own the land and homes that many people live in.

Belfair and Los Angeles share social and economic classes. There are the political junkies, wannabees, and failures in both towns. There's politics, but there's also the petty crap that threatens the delicate balance of the three political classes. (man, I might catch some crap for that paragraph...may need to pull that out)