Wednesday, March 19, 2025

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.

Thursday, March 13, 2025

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.

Saturday, March 08, 2025

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.

Sunday, March 02, 2025

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.

Thursday, February 20, 2025

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.

Saturday, February 15, 2025

Buy Canadian: Canadian "bourbons."

What technically is "bourbon?" I'll let Wikipedia do the work here, one of the defining characteristics being that bourbon uses a base of mostly corn for its manufacture. What this means is that sometimes it's difficult to recognize a Canadian product as being equivalent to bourbon, so some of these entries are here simply because they are a "corn whisky" or "corn mash whisky" distilled in Canada. So you'll need to experiment for yourself.

Leave suggestions for more entries in the comments, and follow me on Bluesky, https://bsky.app/profile/canadiancynic.bsky.social.

British Columbia

Alberta
Ontario
NOTE: Given how the Trump administration is tearing up current trade agreements, I think Canadian distilleries should simply start labeling their stuff as "bourbon," and tell the Americans to go stuff themselves.

Wednesday, February 12, 2025

Chronicles of Twatrick: You can smell the fear.

Once again, one of my confidential informants tells me that undischarged bankrupt and human garburator Patrick Ross is bragging about how I am "losing" a defamation lawsuit to him. As my loyal and long-suffering readers will know, Patrick has made absolutely no effort to move this idiotic and meritless action along for two years now, choosing instead to spend his time bragging about it on social media (all of which is being collected for when I decide to have this stupidity dismissed as abandoned and Patrick sanctioned with costs).

In any event, Patrick knows full well where I can be served with subsequent filings, but we all know that this silliness is going nowhere because in order to proceed, Patrick knows he will have to provide a proper and accurate address for legal service, and there is no way he is going to do that, so as much as Patrick wants to blar-har-har about "suing" me, everyone knows he's pretty much screwed in terms of trying to move this along. Mostly, Patrick knows how badly it would go for him to actually end up in a courtroom where I will make sure everyone who's been looking for him will be waiting.

Yes, I will at some point file to have his action dismissed for a variety of reasons, but in the meantime, given that there is nothing Patrick can do in terms of proceeding with it, I am in no rush, being content to let Patrick keep yammering on about it and burying himself even deeper in debt to me with each passing month.

Someday, when Patrick simply runs out of road, there will be a reckoning. And it will be ugly.

P.S. It's worth pointing out the irony in that Patrick constantly denigrates people based on their number of social media followers, bragging about how he has some 2,300 followers on Twitter and then insults anyone who has fewer.

The irony is that it's taken since 2008 (16 years!) for Patrick to amass those 2,300 followers, while your humble scribe (that's me), after joining Bluesky just a few short months ago and starting from scratch, is already closing in on 2,000 followers.

I just thought I'd point that out.