It's a few days early but I'm heading out today for a week and a half of European vacation, that being a bunch of cool stops in Spain and Morocco (where I have every intention of riding a camel). In the meantime, it will surprise precisely no one that I have heard nothing from Lloydminster's favourite bankrupt, Patrick "Atkins Cheeseburger Diet" Ross, who appears to have relocated on a somewhat permanent basis to Grande Prairie to further his mid-life career in the swamping industry.
When Patrick decides to proceed with his idiotic lawsuit against me, he knows precisely where an actual process server can deliver the papers. For the time being, I'll soak up some sun and see what Moroccan happy hour looks like.
P.S. I almost forgot ... it's now 33 months since a Saskatchewan judge told Patrick how much he owes me and jacked up the interest rate:
You can do the math.
P.P.S. If anything exciting is happening at Casa Ross in Lloydminster, drop me a note.
AFTERSNARK: I don't spend much time these days checking out Patrick's petulant, childish excuse for a Twitter account as the vast majority is little more than gleeful celebration over people he doesn't like getting beat up. However, if anyone spends any time there and sees Patrick continuing to brag over his dead-in-the-water defamation action against me, please take a screenshot or, even better, save a copy at the Internet's "Wayback Machine" since all of that is immensely useful for me when I decide to have his action dismissed, as the court is typically unimpressed with people who gloat over launching a legal action, only to not do anything with it.
