Dinkel gets 60 days in jail

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Imagine the following:

A 51 year old male, stalking and raping a 15 year old girl… What do you think the sentence would be? 60 days?

Highly unlikely. I would bet that they wouldn’t walk out of the court room to ‘spend their 60 days sometime before the end of the year’.

The kids mom said she would text him 20 times in an hour and threaten to pick him up and pull him out of school.

What ?!?!?!

Let’s be serious for a second.

Take a teenage boy with raging hormones in a party scenario, with the opportunity to be seduced by hot older woman and something’s probably going to happen ‘once’. Maybe twice if things are as described, but have you looked at her? She’s not anywhere near the realm of ‘Hot’

Looking at the facts of this case that are public she crossed many lines that are seriously over the top. 60 days for her? Ridiculous…

Dinkle is a sick puppy, no doubt about that. But I find her sentence appalling. That judge and prosecutor are clowns. I seriously hope he’s not reelected.

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All you can eat meat.

Once a month we have a maintenance night at work. This means work is generally over at 5pm, but we have to wait until 8pm or so to start updating machines with patches, installing software, and making configuration changes.

I normally take the guys out to eat since we generally work late (till midnight or so). We’ve been hitting Outback since it’s close and generally not to expensive. This week we had a special guest for maintenance night so we decided to do something different.

“All you can eat Meat, at Amor de Brazil.”

If you haven’t been you should go. It’s not cheap. For the 4 of us the bill was $250 and we didn’t drink much, in fact I’m the only one who had a beer. Perrier water apparently costs the same as beer.

We arrived early about ten minutes until 5pm. They technically don’t open until 5 so we were invited to hang out in the “wine resort” which is a fancy name for the bar.

Jason filled us in on what to expect, and layed down the rules.

Rule 1: Don’t fall for the salad bar. Like all all you can eat places they entice you to fill up at the salad bar so you’ll eat less.

Rule 2: Don’t fill up on bread either. They have these awesome bite size cheezy bread things to of course fill you up.

Rule 3: Go green or go home. You’re given this coaster that has two sides a green side and a red side. Green means “bring me some meat”, red means “No more”. Keep it on green.

Of course we all started with a fairly simple salad bar trip. They have some pretty amazing things on the bar; fresh shrimp, salmon; good cheeses, some other uncooked things, and stuff I can’t pronounce or even describe. It was all good though. None the less we didn’t fill up on any of this.

For the sides, they bring you some fancy triangle shaped corn bread, some mashed potatoes and some magical fried banana things that were awesome.

And then of course the meet.

Rule 4: Anything wrapped in bacon is good.

Bacon wrapped filet, and bacon wrapped chicken, all good.

They had some flank steak, garlic steak, top sirloin and some other steak which I forgot.

At least three different pork offerings, and of course lamb.

The finely dressed gaucho fellas bring the skewer of meat to your table, if you’re green, you get a slice or a piece or two or three. If you’re read, they don’t.

Between the 4 of us I bet we consumed about 8lbs of meat. We ate until we couldn’t then we ate a little more. Had to get our money’s worth and we did just that.

Amor de Brazil is worth the trip. Go hungry, go green or go home. 🙂

Pirates:At Worlds End

C was house sitting tonight so I took Maria, Molly and Michael out to see Pirates, At Worlds End.

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Now being a family of 6 we don’t go out and see that many first run movies, at least not as a family and tonight just reinforced that.

1) The movie experience, as good as it can be in digital at the theaters really isn’t any better than DVD on our plasma TV, in our own home.

2) There are no screaming kids or babies as was the case tonight, but to be fair they were only a mild disturbance and Maria (being 7) was fidgety as well and I’m sure bothered a few folks, but at least she was quiet.

3) The cost, holy-moly, the cost. $30 bucks for two adults and 2 kids, just for tickets. Now we brought bottle watter, but two drinks and two large popcorns tallied another $24. So darn near $60 to take 3 kids to the movies and we were light at the concession stand.

The movie was very good, the special effects were just down right beautiful, as good as Lord of the Rings, the detail was amazing.

I’d rank it ahead of #2, but not quite as good as number one, which, given it’s time is still better but not by much.

And you thought there were only going to be 3 movies? They certainly left it open for a 4th 🙂

As we’ve come to expect, this is an excellent trillogy, and they could easily get away with adding another one or more.

Looking forward to owning it on DVD, HDDVD for that matter.

Drug Problem?

I didn’t write this, don’t know who did, but it’s oh, so true.

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The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ”Why didn’t we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?” I replied: I HAD a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn’t put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four-letter word. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom’s garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad’s fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed. Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

~author unknown~

The Cincinnati Enquirer just sucks.

Check this headline: Carroll out of jail for new trial.

Anyone familiar with the Liz Carroll case is going to think “What the…” I can’t believe she’s getting a new trial!

So you click on the link and learn she’s been moved from her regular jail to the Justice Center in Hamilton County.

Pardon me, but getting moved from one ‘Jail’ to another ‘Jail’ doesn’t constitute ‘being out of jail, which is how that reads’.

I’m really glad I don’t pay for the enquirer, they are getting worse every day. On the other hand I do read it for free and I guess I got what I paid for.

Sheesh.