Chronicles of Twatrick: Let the surveillance resume!

Once again, I am in the market for someone in the Lloydminster, SK vicinity who wants to make some coin doing simple surveillance for me of Casa Ross. I'm after someone who can do a drive-by at least a couple of times a week and report on whatever they see. If it seems useful, taking pictures of any sudden spurt of activity would be appreciated, and that is a perfectly legal thing to do as long as you remain on public property when you do it.

I'm not asking for anyone to go onto the property; I will not condone any lawbreaking, I'm just after regular reports on what is happening there. As always, I will not disclose the address, but it's in the S9V 1E1 postal code area if that helps you decide if it's something you can do without going to too much effort.

If you think you can do this for me, drop me a note at canadiancynic@yahoo.ca and we can chat about what you're available for, and an appropriate compensation.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy interestversary!

Yes, it is now a full 38 months since a Saskatchewan judge told trustee-less, undischarged bankrupt, financial fugitive and 40-something Patrick "High School Chicks Dig Me" Ross how much he owed me and cranked up the annual interest rate on that amount to a whopping 5 per cent, to the point where Patrick is now indebted to me for over $120,000 (an amount increasing by several hundred dollars every single month), suggesting he is never, ever, ever, ever, ever getting out of debt or bankruptcy -- an embarrassing situation for someone who openly brags about being the smartest d00d on the Intertoobz.

This is also around the time that a previous anonymous tipster suggested that the residence of the late Ken Ross was going on the market in Lloydminster so, once again, I invite my loyal and long-suffering readers who are in that area to take a spin by Casa Ross and see if there is a "FOR SALE" sign out front, or signs of any other finalization activities I should know about. (As always, I will not post the address; regular readers will know what it is and if you don't but want to help, email me at canadiancynic@yahoo.ca and I'll provide it.)

In other Patrick-related news, it is also now 26 months since Patrick filed his meritless defamation lawsuit against me -- an action that he has failed to pursue for quite some time, not only because it is utterly worthless, but because in order to push it along, Patrick would have to provide an actual, physical address for legal service, and we all know he's not going to do that, so his action just lies moldering until I finally decide to invest the effort in having it tossed. (Another reason Patrick is not going to move on this lawsuit is that he knows that that would involve him having to return to court, where he is aware that massive unpleasantness awaits him in the sense of various parties that would dearly love to get ahold of his pasty, bankrupt ass for legal reasons.) But there is one more upcoming development.

While I have been diligent in not going after Patrick from my CC Twitter account, that is almost certainly going to change later this fall, and this should cause Patrick some concern given that I have a fairly sizable readership of just under 14,000 followers, and if I decide to unleash all of them on finding Patrick, it's safe to say he's toast. I haven't done that yet, but the time is coming.

In any event, I am working like a rented mule these days at a job I absolutely love; I am eating well, drinking very good gin, and preparing for a U.S. Thanksgiving long weekend at my favourite annual cabin getaway, where we will keep the cast-iron wood-burning stove going and spend the entire weekend chilling and reading, all while Patrick is wondering how to stay one step ahead of The Man.

Until next month, then.

P.S. Um ...

... given that Patrick has no idea what took place during discovery, he might want to be a bit more circumspect about making such claims. Also, publicly claiming that I lied under oath is yet more defamation, but Patrick has never been one to exhibit anything resembling good judgment.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Just rubbing it in.

It's not like I need to rub it in, but it must be maddening for crushingly-indebted undischarged bankrupt Patrick "High School Cheerleader Stud Muffin Super Mullet Total Package" Ross that I can get 350,000 views for a single tweet, and he's lucky to break double digits on any of his social media expectorations:

In any event, time for another "Interestversary" post, I guess. Stay tuned.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Still looking for attention.

I suppose it was only a matter of time before massively-indebted undischarged bankrupt and self-described teen stud muffin Patrick Ross, knowing that no one reads his dreck, tried to insert himself into my Twitter timeline to leech off of my popularity. Given that Patrick gets (on a good day) in the low double digits for any one of his childish tweets, it must have been maddening to look over and see the 70,000 views in less than 24 hours for my recent thread on church burnings, and to decide he wanted in on all that readership.

(Until now, Patrick had been smart enough to keep his distance from my Twitter account, but it must have been too much for him to see all that viewership and not want to grab a piece of it for himself like the attention whore that he is.)

To no one's surprise, Patrick was as spectacularly dishonest as he always is, such as when someone pointed out that the alleged list of church arsons contained numerous accounts of simple fires with no mention of arson, to which Patrick leaped in and countered with (and I am not making this up), "Oh, yeah? Well, you can't prove it *wasn't* arson." That would be Patrick, demanding that someone else prove a negative. (I'm guessing that that follows Patrick's internal logic that suggests that if he accuses someone of being a pedophile and he is challenged to provide proof, he would snap back, "Oh, yeah? Can you prove he *isn't* a pedophile?")

I have no intention of letting Patrick try to attract attention by riding on my coattails, so he's been blocked from my Twitter account. I'm sure he will respond maturely by some sort of name-calling or childish denigration. Whatever. But he can go back and play in his own sandbox where he knows almost no one is interested in whatever he has to say.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Casa Ross on the market?

It's now October, and a full 16 months since the passing of Ken "Yes, all of my children are imbeciles" Ross of Lloydminster, SK, so it behooves us to begin pondering that earlier rumour that Casa Ross was being fixed up in preparation for going on the market sometime this month. Keep in mind this was an unsubstantiated rumour left here by an anonymous tipster so there was no actual proof to back it up but, given the passage of time, it would make sense that if that passel of hillbillies was looking to share in the spoils of the sale, they'd be gittin' a mite edgy about spiffing the place up and cashing in.

To that end, I'm looking for anyone with the time and inclination (and who resides in that locale) to maybe take a spin by Casa Ross starting about now, and report here what they see in the way of additional activity or "For Sale" signs or anything of the sort. I won't post the address as it is easily available elsewhere (but if you can't find it, drop me a note at canadiancynic@yahoo.ca and I'll fill you in).

A simple email will suffice or, if you are so inclined, you can also take a photo or two as long as you do it from public property, something that is perfectly legal despite what hysterical burbling you might hear from one Patrick "Super Duper Nexus MMA Stud Muffin" Ross.

After all, if that property is actually going on the market, I want to be ready to step in and make its sale as legally awkward as possible given my whoppingly sizable collection enforcement order against Patrick. So if you're in the vicinity and just want to cruise by the property, that would be just ducky.

P.S. I'm also interested in what Patrick is up to these days, and where. Rumour has it that he is back at Fluidpro and still swamping in the mosquito-infested wilds of northern Alberta, while his debt to me increases inexorably by several hundred dollars per month.

One also wonders where he hangs his construction vest these days, if he is not living in the Lloyd, and his status as an undischarged bankrupt prevents him from renting his own place. As I have mentioned before, this is a bit of a situation for Patrick as there is no way he can proceed with his asinine lawsuit against me and represent himself without providing a valid address for legal service, and not only would I insist on him providing such an address, I would insist that he provide actual proof of residence.

In any event, if you run across Patrick in your travels, drop me a note and keep me up to date on his continuing misadventures.