Ernie who recommended a series of lights set for me to deal with an
ongoing condition.
Relatd to said condition, I'm going to be called in to testify against
this real scumbag of a human being soon, and had just been bemoaning
the lack of personal concerns I could get from him, as it was highly
improbable I would be seeing him again. On Saturday, as I got ready to
go out, I discussed this very thing with both Ernie and my husband,
then gathered up what I did have--namely, a picture, and the guy's name.
For some odd reason, I felt compelled to anoint myself with some Van
Van, and even though I felt it was impractical for where I was going, I
did.
Wouldn't you know, I ran into this asshole not half an hour later, and
was able to nick a small personal concern from him?
I don't know that the lights would have been set that quickly, all
things considered, but I have to believe that SOMEthing, either the Van
Van or providence itself, was at work here, so I made a donation to the
very first charity I just happened to drive by on the way home.
Now, the devious little wheels in my brain are churning, figuring out
just what would be appropriate for this particular situation.

Mikki Taylor, #1294
(Good luck with all your work, Mikki. Justice seems to be favouring your case. --cat)