The Maplewood Po-Po’s got caught on camera thumping on a suspect pretty hard.
I not surprised, I mean, you would think that with COPS having been on the air now for at least 10 years, people would know that if you run from the police, get in a high speed chase, and wreck your car into things and people, the police are going to hit you when they catch you.
I hope that the guy they beat is doing OK, they are showing the video over and over on the local stations here.
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Cough cough hack sneeze cough.
I finally broke down and got some nicotine patches.
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I have been battling pop ups and ad ware at home now for longer than I care. DownloadWare can choke on my johnson, and the folks that make a product called WinAnitVirus are going to burn in hell for their use of mal-ware to sell their product.
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Got some of my money back…see last post.
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She said she didn’t need me anymore as she walked out the door this morning. Ouch.
Published at January 24, 2006
in Rants.
I bailed my friend out of jail the other night…have I heard from him? For the first few days yeah, “I’ve got some of your money, I’m getting the rest…”. Sure.
The last message I left on his cell phone was that I needed my cash ASAP. That was two weeks ago. WTF? I guess I just have to start getting mean. I could revoke his bail, send his dodgin’ ass back to the slammer, but that’s not my style. I’m not that mean.
Next time, anyone who wants me to bail them out of jail can sit there for all I care.
Guess I will just have to go to his court date and get my cash.
It sure sucks losing friends.
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Rebuilt a computer for another guy, told him not to call me for tech support. Did he call? Yes. Did I tell him to screw off? Yes, but nicely. Did he offer to pay me? No.
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I guess that instant karma is gonna have to take both of these a**holes.
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Speaking of a**holes, there are some folks who are in my office who wouldn’t be able to figure out how theirs worked unless it was attached.
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I’m home sick with the flu, I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. My throat is so constricted that I can hardly speak. Ick.
Calgon take me away!
I moved into a neighborhood where there used to be a small grocery store on the corner. They closed (3 years ago), evidently the landolord decided that the property would be worth more with a shuttered store instead of an operating business. Sheesh.
So now my family and I need to drive to another store, which isn’t that far away, but is really, really, crowded. Only recently have I begun to get very nervous when I pull in and the parking lot is full, which means the store is chock-o-block full of shoppers.
I hate it.
So I decided yesterday to take advantage of the online shopping/delivery service. For a small fee, the food shows up with no effort on my part. Living on the third floor and having to not haul everygthing out of my car and up the stairs makes it more than worth it.
And I don’t have to deal with the crowds.
Damn, big ‘ol moon hanging in the sky…
Lunatic \Lu”na*tic\, a. [F. lunatique, L. lunaticus, fr. luna
the moon. See Lunar.]
1. Affected by lunacy; insane; mad; crazy; demented.
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Lord, have mercy on my son; for he is lunatic.
–Wyclif
(Matt. xvii.
15).
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2. Of or pertaining to, or suitable for, an insane person;
evincing lunacy; as, lunatic gibberish; a lunatic asylum.
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