You Just Can't Make This Stuff Up

I speak of the nitwit that goes by the name of Justine Winter. She is the selfish bitch (there are better words but this is a family blog) that decided to kill herself once her boyfriend cut the crazy ho loose.
In text messages to him she basically said well...Im going to kill myself. She attempted to end her life by driving at 85mph down a long stretch of road and then, instead of lining up a tree to eat, she crossed the highway and slammed into a car carrying a woman and her 13 year old son. Worse still, the woman was 4 months pregnant. The accident killed all of them.

Does the story end there, with a harsh jail sentence? No of course not. This is Amercia after all, the land of the unexpected, the tried and true and of course, the frivolous lawsuit.

Yes lawsuit. This little ahem, person, is suing the estate of the woman she killed claiming (good Lord I cannot believe the court didn't thump the attorney who filed this on the head with a dump truck full of walrus crap) claiming the woman she killed Erin Thompson, was operating her vehicle in a negligent manner. Yes the woman driving her young boy home from a school event, driving along at 30 mph, in her own lane, on he side of the highway, obeying traffic laws and such...it was her fault. Not the person who crossed into oncoming traffic at 85 mph. Seriously. Did this really happen? Are you guys messing with me? No. It happened. Her and her Dad Randy Winter, also filed suit against three separate companies that are supposed to maintain the particular stretch of road the attempted suicide took place on.

The suit was filed in the court by Justine's lawyer Dooshy MacBaggums, and apparently the court felt that this big steaming pile of crap had some merit to it. Really? Are you guys in Montana that bored? Are you just following the trend of screwing the victim? This poor guy lost his wife, child and unborn child in an act of recklessness, a deliberate intent to hurt and you've allowed a suit to be filed against him??? Wha????

In a perfect world the judge would have read proposed lawsuit, chuckled heartily, then grabbed the lawyer by the lapels and thrown him out the nearest window. But alas, we do not live in a perfect world. We live in America. While I love my country, people take this whole "it's my right" shit waaaayyy too far and until someone in the courts system grows a pair and puts an end to this nonsense, it will continue to happen.

As far as I know, nothing new has developed in the case of the killings of these poor people. The little snot could get up to 200 years in prison without chance for parole, and she is going to be tried as an adult....but we'll see.
Lets hope justice prevails in this one and the Thompson family is spared a long trial and of course, having to deal with that moronic lawsuit.

Sunday

Well, here it is Sunday afternoon. The weekend is wrapping up. The weather here lately has been no less than miserable. Temps have been in the 90's for the last month and we have had and I shit you not, less than an inch of rain in that time. Everything is dead. The grass is pretty much burned. It would be none existent if I had not violated the townships 'watering ban'. The section behind my fence, the one that is free of dog urine, looks okay. Our plants are suffering. It hasn't been good.
Yesterday I took advantage of the cooler temps (only around 83) and went down to the Englishtown Auction. It is a massive outdoor flea market. You never know what you'll find there. Everything from coins, baseball cards, replica sports jerseys to fresh veggies and fruit brought in that morning form local farms. Not to mention the people. Lordy talk about people watching. If this is something you enjoy, the market is for you. People in all sizes colors and states of dress. It makes for an interesting walk.

I try to go a few times a year. I usually don't buy anything but you never know what you'll see. I did get some nice tomatoes and some peaches for Mags.
Mags was down and out yesterday so she didn't venture out. Today she got up early and made some raspberry muffins and brownies and she felt good enough for a trip to our local Wal-Mart. We may be buying me a laptop soon as my trusty Dell is sadly on it's last leg. This has been such a good computer but I have had it almost 7 years and never had a problem with it. I'll keep it because there is still a lot of stuff on it we will use and the new computers all have Windows7 and the programs I have won't work on Windows7. So we browsed at Wal-Mart and nothing really thrilled me.
CrazyDog got grrrroomed yesterday. Thank you Jaime for making the dog look less like a lunatic who just spent three years in the jungle living off berries and squirrels and more like the little heart-breaker he really is. I'm telling you, wherever I go with this dog he gets all kinds of compliments. Two words. Chick.Magnet. Woof.

Tonight I'll be making a chicken marsala dish. Mags has already whipped up a salad and if I were a betting man, I'd say she was having a catnap in the chair downstairs. Me, I'm just sitting writing this listening to some tunes on my computer.
And, are you ready? It is raining. Yes. Just a sprinkle but I'm hoping the skies open and it pours. The temps have actually dropped and it could almost be a fall day.

So that's it. Exciting right?