Chronicles of Twatrick: Still all quiet on the Twatsy front.

In the midst of thigh-sucking deadlines at work, I totally forgot about my monthly lack-of-progress report related to undischarged bankrupt and greaseburger authority Patrick "Hellllloooo, ladies!" Ross, from whom I have heard nothing regarding his moldering, dormant, idiotic defamation action against me so ... nothing new there.

On the other hand it appears that Patrick is now hanging out in airports because they have burgers he has never tried:

I'm not sure what to think about someone who is fast approaching 44 years of age and thinks the culinary highlight of his week is a picture of his cheeseburger at an airport Chili's but ... there you go.

Chronicles of Twatrick: All quiet on the Twatsy front.

Nothing really new to report, other than that one of my Lloydminster-based confidential informants assures me little has changed at Casa Ross, and that Patrick has still invested absolutely no time or effort into moving his ridiculous lawsuit along.

In short, the evidence suggests that Patrick is still woefully bankrupt, woefully in debt to me and -- amusingly for someone who considers himself the smartest d00d on the Intertoobz -- still homeless and making a living as a menial swamper in the wilds of northern Alberta.

Sadly for Patrick, he has now spent more than half of his adult life bankrupt and in massive debt to me, with no indication that he is ever getting out of that. And to think it all started with a single comment from Patrick at my blog.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy interestversary!

Another month, another several hundred dollars tacked on to the debt of undischarged bankrupt and hillbilly roadkill gourmand Patrick "Stud Muffin Ladykiller" Ross, who seems determined to spend the rest of his life on the run from various parties, in personal bankruptcy, and in massive debt to your humble scribe, all after he challenged me to, well, see for yourself ...

That was from, I believe, back in 2008 or so, when Patrick was quite full of himself and sure of his legal standing. As history records, I did indeed bring it on, and that's why Patrick is where he is today -- a 40-something homeless bankrupt, running from various parties looking to serve him with legal filings.

The only recent development is that I now have a Lloydminster-based confidential informant who can keep me updated on goings-on at Casa Ross, the photographic evidence of which can be seen here:

All that means is that, if that house goes on the market, I will most likely learn about it within hours, and will do what I can to insert myself into the proceedings to collect what Patrick owes me.

Also on the legal front, it will surprise absolutely no one that Patrick has made zero effort to move forward with his spectacularly idiotic and meritless defamation against me, despite the fact that he keeps bragging about how he is "winning" that action; I suspect Patrick is well aware of the consequences of trying to proceed with that lawsuit, which will involve actually visiting a courtroom at some point, where I will make sure all interested parties know when and where he will be physically present in case they would like to have a chat, possibly involving a process server.

In any event, beyond this, nothing really new to report but drop a comment if you happen to run across Patrick in your travels, or know where he's hanging out.

P.S. There's a certain irony related to Patrick once having taunted me about having to "face [my] loved ones", given that I am on excellent terms with all of my family members, while rumour has it that no one in Patrick's remaining family wants anything to do with him given what he has put them through for over a decade now.

I just thought I would throw that out there.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Still cleaning out the place, I see.

My new Lloydminster-based confidential informant will be providing me with regular updates regarding any activity around Casa Ross; here's a very recent pic showing the same storage trailer that appears to have been there for quite some time:

so it's not clear what's going on, but I am assured I will be informed in short order of any sudden changes in the status of that property. All surveillance is perfectly legal, despite what some shrieky conspiracy theorists and undischarged bankrupts might suggest.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Apparently a really funny guy.

Nothing new to report, other than that undischarged Patrick Ross is nicely supporting something I suggested a while back, and that is that Patrick is pushing the idea he's hilariously funny by tagging his own Twitter posts with "laugh until you cry" emojis because he weirdly seems to believe he is some kind of hysterically amusing to the point where he needs to point that out to his 17 regular readers.

Seriously, it's a little creepy to post laughing emojis on your own tweets, as if people need some assistance to figure out that you're trying to be funny:

I've been on social media for many years, and I don't recall ever having to help out my adoring fans by reminding them that what I just posted was supposed to be amusing.

That's kind of ... sad.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Apropos of nothing, really ...

No real developments to report, other than that undischarged bankrupt and self-described "Alpha Male" Patrick Ross continues his quest to eat at every unhealthy greasy spoon in northern Alberta. Here's Patrick in the wind-swept barrens of Peace River, wolfing down 13,000 calories in a single meal before heading out for another day of swamping in a northern Alberta winter:

It's only moderately amusing to realize that, as someone coming up on his 44th birthday, Patrick has now spent fully half of his adult life found liable for malicious defamation, personally bankrupt and owing me a buttload of cash (an amount that is increasing by several hundred dollars every single month).

For someone who advertises himself as the smartest d00d on the Intertoobz, Patrick could use a moment or two of self-reflection. And maybe a lawyer.

I'm just trying to be helpful.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy (belated) interestversary.

Another month, another increase of several hundred dollars in what undischarged bankrupt and homeless financial fugitive Patrick Ross owes me pursuant to defaming me maliciously back in 2010, then refusing to even file a defence when I sued him:

There's not a whole lot to report -- Patrick is still on the run, the highlight of his life on social media being posting pictures of the latest greaseburger he's discovered somewhere between Grande Prairie and whatever desolate backwoods work site he's inhabiting as a "swamper" (a job that is definitely as disgusting as its name suggests).

I am still in the dark as to the status of Casa Ross or its disposition according to the will of the late and absolutely-not-lamented Kenneth Ross; as I've mentioned previously, the rumour is that the entire estate is being disputed but again, that is a rumour that is wholly unsubstantiated thus far. However, that rumour is at least consistent with the fact that that property has not gone on the market, which seems odd.

Anyway, I hear that Patrick is once again talking smack about me over at his Twitter account, and while I normally enjoy refuting his nonsense, I realized recently that there is precious little point in that since, according to his Twitter stats, Patrick gets almost no traffic so almost no one reads his attacks so what's the point in replying to something nobody ever reads?

If there any further developments, I'll let you know. In the meantime, if you happen to run across any evidence of where Patrick is hanging out these days, drop me a note.