इ मुस्त बे crazy

Two years ago a knucklehead was terrorizing the husband. Seems that the Knucklehead did work on some investment houses that the husband no longer owns and charged 3 times the quoted amount. Quoted as in never giving a written quote. Husband paid the quoted amount and Knucklehead decided to get his payment by smashing the windows... yes plural.. of the husband's car and nearly knocking the Husband over in the process. Knucklehead was 20 something and the husband was nearing 60.

Threats were made, court was a waste of time. The judge was an idiot.

Fast forward. Now the Knucklehead is taking the husband to court for the money owed. At least the Knucklehead says is owed. So husband called our real estate attorney and whooooo mama did we learn a lot.

We'll disregard the fact that it wasn't a written estimate or that Knucklehead didn't call when he realised the job was going to cost more than the quote. It's even better than that.

Seems that the Knucklehead is not licensed by the state to do the work that he does.
On his business home page he claims to be licensed and insured but there is no license number noted.

Knucklehead was Doing Business As (insert business name which I won't) BUT that has expired and taken away from him.

You cannot collect money for a job is you are not licensed and he may have to pay back the amount the Husband already paid him.

And the business can be shut down.

Plus he may have to refile in another county that actually has something to do with the case. He verbally contracted the job with the husband in our home county. The work was done in a second county and he resides in a third county which is where he filed. So a letter will be sent to the court from us requesting a change of venue which will just postpone things even more.

Then I did some checking AND it seems the Knucklehead and a buddy were charged with a felony over deer hunting when they shouldn't have been deer hunting and even worse, stolen property was found on the Knucklehead's property when they went to arrest him. He requested a jury trial and faces 17 years in jail AND some god awful fine.


And


I FEEL SORRY FOR HIM!


What the hell is the matter with me?

Oddz Bodkinz, my life in words and maybe pictures

I wanted a blog where I felt no restraints of any kind. I've gotten sick of people telling me that I am better than something, or people expecting so much from me without giving in return. You can tell a true friend by how hard they fight to remain a friend instead of dropping off the face of the earth without a word.

More importantly why OddzBodkinz?

It's simple. I live an Oddz Bodkinz sort of life. A life where things happen that wouldn't happen to normal people, or if it did, they wouldn't announce it to the world but tuck it in their soul and hide it away.

What things, you might say, tell me more, tell me more.

Who cares, you might say. You have a life. Big deal.

An Oddz Bodkinz happenings are bank robberies, child birth, pigs, and any happenstance that zags when it should have zigged and, since this is my blog, I get to decide what's Oddz Bodkinz and what is not.

That being said.... let's begin.

Watching TV the other night and they had a commercial on for a car... the new Volkswagon TAPEWORM. Ok so it was supposed to be Tiburon but I heard tapeworm. Imagine a tapeworm car. Sort of like a stretch limousine without the class... and matching doors. The new volkswagon Tapeworm would have its bumper duct taped on and a bobble head of some obscure semi-celebrity on the dash board. In a Volkswagon Tapeworm, don't expect a mini bar... more like a styrofam cooler with a chipped lid and store brand sodas inside... warm soda.

And on that thread what is next? The Chevy leprosy where parts fall off? Whre's that duct tape when you need it?