When Tweets Go Wrong

Posted in Uncategorized on March 13, 2009 by bbgoodess

Its not just your local congress man who is taking twittering to a whole new level. A juror decides to use Twitter during a court case.

Appeal says juror sent ‘tweets’ during $12.6M case

FAYETTEVILLE, Ark. – A building materials company and its owner have appealed a $12.6 million verdict against them, alleging that a juror was posting related messages on Twitter.com while hearing the case.

The motion filed Thursday seeking a new trial claims the juror sent eight messages — or “tweets” — to the micro-blogging Web site via his cellular phone. One read in part: “oh and nobody buy Stoam. Its bad mojo and they’ll probably cease to Exist, now that their wallet is 12m lighter.”

Another describing what “Juror Jonathan” did today, read: “I just gave away TWELVE MILLION DOLLARS of somebody else’s money.”

The motion filed by the lawyer for Russell Wright and his company, Stoam Holdings, alleges the juror researched the case and communicated with others outside the jury. Wright did not appear in court when the case was heard in Washington County in late February.

The jury awarded the money to Mark Deihl and William Nystrom, who invested in Wright’s company. The company claimed its building material, Stoam, combines the insulation qualities of foam with the strength of steel.

“It was nothing more than a Ponzi scheme,” said Deihl’s attorney, Greg Brown. “(Bernie) Madoff is a very comparable case.”

A new message posted Friday by a Johnathan Powell of Fayetteville read: “Well, I’m off to see a judge. Hope they don’t lock me under the jail, and forget about me for four days.”

Powell did not respond to messages for comment. A clerk for the judge said no hearings were scheduled over the matter Friday.


Random Thought: Gotta Love Michael Vincent

Posted in For Real I Was Being Sarcastic, I am Just Rambling, Uncategorized on March 11, 2009 by bbgoodess

I have come to the conclusion that Michael Vincent is a really generous guy because almost everyday (for almost a year now) he sends me an email stating he found me a job.  Even though I am employed, I do appreciate his efforts. I even looked him up in the Internet and it seems that I am not the only one who has been touched by dear dear Micheal. With America’s current economy/job market one can only be fortunate that someone like him is looking out for your best interests but what makes a person take on the task to find some you don’t know a job?

For quite sometime I have come up with some ideas and thoughts about Mr. Vincent.  Is he a multi-millionare tired of spending all that money he got from British/Nigerian/UK lottery and wants to help others? Maybe his time working with President Clinton  trying to get rid of the IRS left him unfulfilled. I decided to email him back to ask but I think his email service is overlaoded with emails  because my emails are promptly returned.  Gee golly I only can imagine all the emails he thanking him for looking out for his fellow man/woman. That is probably why he sends his emails from different email address.

Still I feel compelled to really thank Mr. Viencent for his efforts. Once I resolve my problems with CitI-bank I think I will send Mr. Vincent  a card or some flowers.

Dr. Phil, NBC and all Media Outlets.. I am about to Pimp My Uterus Out. Can you Help Me?

Posted in Another SMH situation, Hustling at its best/worst, It's Only Entertainment on March 10, 2009 by bbgoodess

Dear Dr. Phil

After careful consideration and analysis of the coverage of the Suleman Octoplets, I have determined that I want to pimp my uterus out to best in-vitro fertilization clinic looking to make history.  When I first heard about Suleman, like many people I was infuriated with her decision to bring 8 children into this world (in addition to the 6 she already has) without means to take care of them. Thus, after seeing the large donations to support her hustle deep thought, I figure we aren’t so different. Actually we have a lot in common. Just like Suleman, I desire to have a family. My childhood left me with a void; a desire to raise my own large tribe family. I smile at the thought of receiving all the cash love and attention from the media each one of those little darlings I bring into this world.

Now I do have traits that might make me more likable to the world. Unlike her, I am employed, in a relationship, do not live with my parents. My boyfriend will be more than a sperm donor and is also willing to tell his story.  If offered,  I am more than willing to accept 24 hour care from any sucker kind person for my little darlings. I am willing to be on public assistance to put my wonderful children through college but with your help I hope that won’t be a choice I would have to make.

I figured 10 kids could be a start.  Before my own common sense used to overpower the thoughts common from my womb but the paint huffing has silenced my silly rational. With your help I can find a clinic who strive to take on the wonderful task of planting the little balls of sunshine in my loving womb.  Also I think I will need assistance in buyingto find a place for all my little sweet chickpeas.  I know those houses in California are overpriced and not a good enviroment for rasing children. I would suggest a home in Watertree, SC. I hear that has nice roomy places there, plenty of fresh air and space for all my future bundles of love.

In turn I will come on your shows, smile, act sane and at moments make totally insane comments sound rational.  I even have some ideas for other shows like, “Pimp Your Womb”, “Design on the Goverment’s Dime”,  and my favorite “Going Tribal: In-Vitro Style.”

Dreams to Remember

Posted in Life, Reflection, Uncategorized on March 9, 2009 by bbgoodess

“I’ve got dreams
Dreams to remember
I’ve got dreams
Dreams to remember”-Otis Redding

When I was younger, this song was one apart of the soulful symphony that could be heard within the walls of my mother’s house. Though this song was about love, infidelity and forgiveness, the chorus funny enough landed in my head after a series of day dreams of ideas that never came to fruition.

 I never really got back into volunteering.

Two years ago I set a goal to do some volunteering work and I have done nothing. My main excuse, I don’t want to be stuck to some desk . Its funny when I look at applications for volunteering websites, they put all my skill sets under “clerical” and really that detoures me from even applying.  I know it sounds selfish but dayum, I do that already.  I don’t desire to do clerical work on my personal time.  I desire to teach; not sit in front of a pile of paperwork and a computer screen. 

 I know most Microsoft Office applications.  When it comes to basic web browsers, I know more than the average user. I still dibble and dabble in most Adobe Products and if given time, I usually can learn the basics of most commonly used Apple and PC products. Printers, faxes, copiers, scanners, if I don’t know it I can learn about it and explain how to use it.  Overall I love technology and would love to show non technical people how they can benefit from it. Heck, if they desire to in front of computer screen all day long, teach them to profit from it.   Shoot I’d love to really be apart of a job training initiative but really I don’t see it happening because the ones I have seen are on a Mon-Fri 9-5 schedule.  Doesn’t anyone want to learn on the weekends for free?? If so I have a dream to tesch anyone who is willing to learn. 

I have dreams, dreams to remember…..

Bullet Proof Weave

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on February 20, 2009 by bbgoodess

Woman OK after bullet ends up in her hair weave

Thu Feb 19, 11:37 pm ET-AP News 

KANSAS CITY, Mo. – Other than having a bit of a headache, a Kansas City woman was uninjured after a bullet fired at her ended up tangled in her hair weave. Police said the 20-year-old woman was in a convenience store parking lot late Wednesday when a man flagged her down and told her that her ex-boyfriend still loved her.

She replied, “Well I dont love him,” then heard gunshots. She said she looked behind the vehicle and saw her ex-boyfriend firing a handgun at her. She stomped her accelerator and fled, then turned into another parking lot and called police.

She told officers she recently had ended an eight-month relationship with the suspect.

Police arrested the ex-boyfriend and his friend in a  in a car.

Yet another reason why its OK to weave to achieve.

Which Was Hurt More: The Wedgie or this Thief’s Pride?

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on February 17, 2009 by bbgoodess

Too Funny:


Chocolate Kisses

Posted in Don't Mind Me, I am Just Rambling, Random BS on February 13, 2009 by bbgoodess

So the boyfriend is going away for the weekend on some family business. This makes me kind of sad because this would have been our first Valentines Day together. At the same time I am glad. I tend to put off a lot of minor things that make my life sane when we are together. For example I used to shred junk mail or bills I already paid immediately after I get in the door. Now I just pile it on my dinning room table. The pile has become it’s own mound that now triggers my OCD when I come in the room yet this week I have been too tired to do anything about it.

Take car to get oil changed. My weight is really getting to me. Sushi sounds good. I wonder if the permanent fixture that is my relatives’ boyfriend will be around this weekend? Gotta fix the stupid counter top that he f-ed up. I wonder if I can counter act the affects of eating onion rings?

Seems being tired has been happening often to me lately. Yet I have too much to do this weekend to let that be an excuse. We are moving next month and there is so much to do before then. It feels too early to pack but since there already several things going on the next couple weeks I have to get started.

Next weekend the boyfriend and I are going north to spend sometime in Hershey, P.A., the land of chocolate. Its utopia (and some say crack-like) to a person like me. Heck, I don’t know where I should start; eat my way through Chocolate World, drool at the Hershey Parade, indulge in a chocolate bath or just have the boyfriend feed me chocolate until my body until he can taste it on my skin. (Just the though of that last one made my body tingle.)