Friday, November 11, 2011

Friday 11/11/11

Times of "nothing" don't seem to last long.  Problems, that is.  Just when I thought I finally had some peace around here, baam, this guy is filing to take this to the Superior Court. The only good thing about this appeal 350 man has made is that the Harassment Injunction can NOT be stayed while the appeal is going on.  I read that online on the judiciary site yesterday. The other thing is that appeals always take forever.  It might be 2 months before this thing gets through the court, or even longer.

Dunno yet.  But, I already have several arguments running through my head.  In an appeal, the most important thing to focus on and spend as much time as necessary is the brief.  This is why, if I recall correctly, you get 30 days to file your reply brief AFTER you receive the appellant's brief.  The judge will read the brief and most  likely come up with a ruling just by reading the briefs and going over the facts of the original trial.  Oral arguments don't really count for much.  In fact, when it comes my turn to present an oral argument?  I will probably simply say that my entire argument was already outlined in my brief and that I have nothing further to add to it.  Whatever the case, the evidence at trial - mainly 350 man's own mouth belying himself - is extremely compelling and I have doubts that any judge is going to reverse the decision or, if such case, remand it back to the Justice court to have a do-over trial.  I hope not, because 350 man will undoubtedly learn to keep his mouth shut, which is what go him into this mess to begin with, he simply doesn't know when to shut up.

Meanwhile, my mother scored big time for my trailer in going to yard sales yesterday.  Just throwing it in there.  She enjoys yard saleing and trying to find the deals, now she has a "mission" and it's even more enjoyable because it isn't just looking through stuff to see if there is anything there she might want, it's now a mission to find the stuff she thinks I will need for that trailer.

Today is the "infamous" 11/11/11.  The only ominous sign is a helicopter flying around in circles above my area right now, and has been for about 20 minutes.  This usually denotes the police searching for someone and using the chopper to help them out with that.  They will shine a very powerful spotlight into everyone's back yards looking for whoever in an attempt to see if someone is hiding out.  I don't give a morsel's choice of a flash of anything in credence that today, somehow and for some reason other than the fact that the same number is the only number in today's date (though technically, it's 2011, not 11, so there) and that, therefore, must elude to the "fact" that something bad is going to happen.  It's Friday, it's a great day!

Yes, it's Friday. Supposedly a trip to Arizona City - a small town in the middle of the desert - to deliver to a new well site being built, but yesterday there were glitches with the order and I have no idea, now, whether it's going to happen or not.  I hope so - or hope something is in the system, cause' I like being busy with something to do.

The situation with Sandusky and Penn State?  I have no comment.  Well, I have plenty of comments, if it's true what McCreary is saying then - vile is all I can say about it.  I'm just reading the developments as they come out.  But, there has been no trial yet, there has been no decision of a jury, wait and see.

As for this weekend?  It says possibility of rain on Sunday, meaning tomorrow I might get up on that trailer roof, take off the vent cover and take a lookit the situation.  I dunno what else, I think just continuing on with my landscaping project, of which I have taken several days off since I have been getting home from work late.

Oh, and then there is this photo ticket.  I am half laughing/half nauseated about it.  How do they send me a ticket for someone else's vehicle that is registered in another state to a person that has the same last name as me, but for that, the ONLY similarity?  A car I have never seen before, much less driven.

Time to leave for work.

G'day.

ben

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