In general, I don’t follow the news because it’s too depressing. The only current cases of interest for me lately are the Boston Marathon Bomber and the Jodi Arias case. I still can’t believe the media is allowed to bash and say negative things about those on trial – even if they’re true – before a verdict is reached. Given the very, very off chance Jodi is innocent, she’ll never get a fair trial. How could she possibly get one single person on her jury who hasn’t heard a whole boatload of opinions, theories and beliefs? They’ve got to be influenced by at least some of what they hear, even if they may not realize it. If I’m about to meet someone you know and you tell me they’re ugly, I’m going to make my own decision as to whether or not I really think they’re ugly, but that’s going to be one of the first things I think of, subconsciously or not, when I meet them.

I’ll add my two cents to everyone else’s and say that I believe Jodi is guilty based on what I’ve heard. However, this does not diminish my disgust for the media in general. It is sad that they can go and print whatever the hell they want without a care as to whom it may affect. They never once checked out any of the bullshit claims made against me. They simply took my perp’s word for whatever they felt like telling them because they were black and in a state that favors blacks, Mexicans and any minority that isn’t gay. The welfare bums dictated, the media printed. No questions asked. No verifying anything. No proof. No nothing.

Another thing that surprises me is that there’s already a movie in the works. But a verdict and sentence haven’t been given yet! How can they do a movie without knowing the full story? Yes, it seems like an obvious slam-dunk case, but if anyone knows not to assume the system will do what’s right, it’s me. I hope she is convicted and killed, but I don’t believe much until and if I see it.

It’s sad that the bomber seems more and more like a homegrown thing. But it is since the Arabs love to take credit for their “work” and to strap bombs to themselves and kill themselves while they’re killing any innocent person unfortunate enough to be around them at the time. There are other things that point to it being Americans, too. It sucks because first the Arabs want to bomb us and now so do we? WTF?

I’m not sure if what I thought woke me up were real sounds or if I was just dreaming, but waking up as often as I do gets old. I hope I sleep better next time around.

Nane’s been both sick and busy, but reading some of my notes and hopeful that the big day is near.

The troll’s fellow trolls have stopped pestering Aly and Marbridge never returned her message.

Later…

Tom saw the house and says it’s fantastic. The way he described it did seem almost too ideal for us. Enough to suspect that something up there may try to stop us. It wasn’t 100% perfect, though. One of the biggest negatives is that instead of people getting mail delivered to their door, there’s a cluster of community mailboxes much like at an apartment where the people pick up their mail. Well, it’s right across the street from the house, so that would mean a lot of people stopping there, and of course it would also mean a lot of people suddenly having loud vehicles if we lived there.

The best thing about it was the space around it and how you can’t see the neighbors very well. The “shed” is really an old trailer but it’s bigger than the shed we’ve got here.

Everything indoors looks good, though the dishwasher is old. It does have a washer/dryer. We’re still not sure about the cable, though. It’s going to hinge on that, the park accepting us, and us being able to get a loan, assuming I like it too, when I go to see it next week. Unless it’s sold by then, of course. The realtor said you just never know and that quite often, what happens isn’t what you think will happen. She expected to sell this one in a week, but it’s been months.

Nothing urgent needs to be done if we got the place. We could move right in. We wouldn’t have to replace the roof first like we would with the last one we saw or anything like that. We could replace the single-paned windows at our leisure, the dishwasher, and anything else we wanted.

Even the paneling may not be worth texturizing and painting over because it’s whitewash and I actually like whitewash. I don’t care for maple, oak or cherry wood. This paneling here is maple. Too dark.

Tom said the layout was very efficient with no wasted space except for maybe in the entryway. The carpet was loose but not worn. It turns out that the realtor’s friend’s cousin last owned the place. She’s now in a nursing home. Anyway, they had a large throw rug over it and never used that part of the house, so that’s why it’s not worn. The house has a den and a living room, and I guess they only used the den.

I just really hope to hell Walter keeps his word about sending the money by Monday. I appreciate the fact that he’s ahead of his schedule, but he’s behind on ours. We’ve been wanting out for close to a year now, though part of that is due to us changing plans twice. First we were just going to save a few grand for a bigger rental. Then we were going to save for a dumpy mobile home. Then we said “no” to going from one dump to another.

But we can’t make an offer till we get the funds and see the place, so… no sense in saying any more about it right now. Just that Tom thinks it’s totally worth the money and I’m looking forward to seeing it too, despite it being a bit expensive for its size.