Good morning Gizmo! Well, Deb told me to try updating this thing, but when I tried, this pop-up occured which stated that not only would the computer die and go annoy people in heaven but all the people already in heaven would come back and yell at me for not knowing anything about computers. I think that's what it said, all I know is that it scared the bejeesis out of me and I should not install Explorer 10, The End. My husband told me er, please don't do that, it's for the touch screen, you have Expl. 9 on there, and his unspoken words were ' Why are you in the control panel of the computer, you're giving me the willies, please stop '. Oh well, it keeps his arteries cleared out. Meanwhile, I HAVE discovered that you can navigate the forum just FINE when not logged in, so wierd. I think these green caterpillars must be wrapping around our ankles and impeding progress.
I don't know. You're daughter's a nicer person than I am, I think I'd have had the sheriff scarf up the note and moeny and return the note..... , oops. Your daughter of course took the high road since she does not require his awful bribe, plus he doesn't need one more thing to become enraged about. Mine had given me all these incredibly expensive, ridiculous things I ( honestly ) hated, then of course whined about it, like it was some obligation on my part to put up with getting punched in exchange for large diamond rings. I sold them all,dumb stuff like designer dresses, velour name brand fugly track suits, tasteless jewelry, one by one, and gave some of them away, just not wishing to have ONE THING around to remind me of him. Besides, that stupid ring alone paid for health insurance and more for an entire year, it was great! These *sswipes truly DO feel they can obligate us, too, too insulting plus it's REALLY, really grusome, cash for flesh. We fought an entire war over owning people in this country 150 years ago, it's still illegal.
I'm still hugely interested in your DA being so involved in this case. They don't always personally pop in to say hello like this one is doing, you know? Talk about not looking a gift horse in the mouth, it's a wonderful turn of events on top of all the other fortunate turn of events since this horrible thing happened. Maybe domestic violence is one of his/her 'things' and he's really annoyed, or your daughter's case is one which will be used as part of an anti-domestic violence campaign, maybe for election ( in which case boy, would this person have my vote!! ), or ( very possible ) he and his family have been a big, fat pain in the *ss so far to everyone, so they're going to be shown it's not wise to behave poorly to the powers-that-be.
I realize it's easy for me to say this, and since you have the same tendency as everyone else on this forum for our nervous system to run away with you, it's not incredibly realistic but do try not to go from zero to doom in 60 seconds or less when you think of the trial? You're talking to someone who had armed security standing behind her chair the last time I had to be in the same court room with my ex, and more along the back wall, it was a fun day. That one at one point during the proceedings put his hand on my shoulder, when the ex was blustering and it made me just shake. Poor guy, I jumped a MILE. He kept it there, though, such a good guy. The ex had shown up in battle dress, complete with green beret since he was ex special forces, I think had shook them up at the court house so they called in their big guns, literally. Anyway, no one is at all impressed by thugs and bad guys even if we tend to be. I didn't know a human could be that terrified and be alive, that day. You could not have gotten a sentence out of me, I was as much use as a bug. I did always swear no one would ever make me that scared ever, ever again. These thugs and bullies, well, his trial will cut him down to un-thug like proportions, just wait. Then he'll get to hang out in jail with all the rest of the testosterone challenged thug wanna-bes, they can all exchange their mini-underwear they bought in the little boy's section at Walmart.
Here's a hint for court day. If you take your weaponry, the guard at the door takes it from you and you don't get it back, who knew? Hee. The ONE thing I can laugh about all these years later is that my lawyer neglected to tell me not to bring my arsenol. Thank goodness the .38 was missing, or who knows what they would have done to me. The guy went through my bag, fortunately was a former parishoner in one of Dad's churches. Lord, I had REAL mace, pepper spray, a hammer and one or two things bought in areas of town you shouldn't go to alone, but which defend you nicely when you get there. Hysterical, him pulling all this stuff out of my bag. At the time I remember thinking 'Wait a minute, you want me to go in there NAKED? How is THAT going to work? " I went out the next day and replaced the arsenol, too, still have most of it.
I better shush, sorry so long! It's just that when we're all kinds of terrified and bent out of shape, it really is tormenting ourselves, you know? No one could have helped me at that time, to be sure, not one thing would have worked, I was a pre-destined mess.Your daughter's bozo has quite a few people standing on his ouchy bits already, and I truly believe is going to look incredibly silly presenting a not guilty case. I'm guessing not the brightest spark in the engine, elevator doesn't go to the top floor, lights are on but nobody's home? His lawyer thinks so, too, which is how he's getting away with talking him into all this expensive nonsense.
(((((Hugs much)))))), do take care.