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I didn't see that case yesterday. I get two airings a day in my market. Right now, one is new, and other is a few weeks old. I wonder if you caught an old episode.

I wish MM would take JJ's stance and just stop hearing cell phone cases. They're right at the bottom of the pile with dog bite cases. It's almost always some stupid woman who thinks having her man on a cell phone plan will allow her to keep track of his whereabouts. This defendant was also suing about internet service in their home. If he didn't have it when you moved in and didn't have it after you left, then the internet service was just for you. Yesterday's most interesting case for me was the copy editing case. Copy editing is my side job, so I perked up when I found out TPC was going to have a case about it. I could sympathize with the editor; I've been asked to edit things only to find them completely unreadable and incomprehensible. Of course, when that happens I promptly offer a full refund and my sincere apologies. For this guy to take the writer's money and only do a portion of the job was completely out of line. And the plaintiff and MM were right: the next copy editor isn't just going to pick up where he left off. I was glad the plaintiff got all of her money back. I also loved how in his statement he made a comment about Ebonics but hemmed and hawed when he had a chance to make the same comment in open court. He was a pompous asshole.

The grammar coming from both sides of the courtroom was absolutely atrocious. I could barely get through this case the first time around. In no way was I going to suffer through it again. Those of you who did are braver than I am. If those girls are getting good grades in school, they must be attending a sorry-ass school. Either that or they know proper English and just don't use it conversationally. Of course, if you can speak properly, a courtroom is a great place to show it. What I remember from that case is how unapologetic the cyclist was in his hallterview. He really believed the plaintiff should have avoided him. As a fellow cyclist, I get annoyed by the bad ones. Some of us actually follow the rules of the road but all too often I see idiots blowing through lights, riding five and six riders across (leaving no room for cars to go around), blowing through stop signs, riding on sidewalks, etc. Of course, I see shitty drivers, too, so there's that.

Thanks for the earworm!

Not a bad week. Friday is just the day I do happy hour. I'm looking forward to hearing about the facial boards. Cheers!

I haven't seen the episode yet and intend to be too intoxicated to watch tonight. What's a facial board?

It's scary that people have to be told this, especially the information provided in your first link. The second link, I'll admit, I knew nothing about. However, I think my trusty common sense would save me. If I went to test drive a car being sold private party and then the seller told me to go to a dealer, I'd walk away because that seems fishy to me.

I'm surprised Curt didn't get punched in the face today when he interviewed the landlord in the last case. Personally, I don't think you should nickel and dime a tenant you had for 17 years who always paid on time. But Curt asking the landlord if he's not just another "greedy landlord" made me hopeful he'd finally get a punch in the face. Asshole Harvey managed to sneak in a "black her he hardly knew her" line too. Bastard.

I think Craigslist gets an undeserved bad rep. It's just like anything else in life; there are good people just trying to meet people, sell something, buy something, hire someone, etc., and there are scammers. I bought my beater car from an ad I saw on Craigslist and had no issues whatsoever. I used my credit union's car-buying service to make sure the title was clear and I paid through them so I'd have proof of the transaction. I also joined a book club that I first saw advertised there and made a lot of great friends through it and even had a romantic relationship with one of its members. We never liked telling people we met through Craigslist, but we kinda did. I've bought tickets to concerts, ballgames, an autographed jersey, a TV, a pressure washer, and a bunch of other things I can't remember now through Craigslist ads. My AC went out Tuesday (which was the hottest day of the year at about 108 degrees), and I hired an HVAC guy from Craigslist who fixed it at a tenth the cost I was expecting. The constant in all those transactions was that I brought my common sense with me. I checked out the guy I hired online to make sure he wasn't some nutjob with an arrest record. The problem, I think, isn't Craigslist at all. It's combining Craigslist with people devoid of any kind of common sense. You don't buy a car without test driving it and having it looked at by a mechanic, regardless of how you first found the listing. If at all possible, when selling or buying something you do it at a neutral location. Some people like to do it at their place of employment. For me, I don't want strangers knowing where I live or where I work, so I prefer a parking lot at a busy shopping center or something like that. When I bought the TV, I needed to see that it worked. But I didn't go to the guy's house by myself; I took my 6' 6" brother with me. When the HVAC guy came to my house, I had my parents hanging out there with me so I wouldn't be there alone when he arrived. Who am I kidding though? We're talking about JJ litigants, so common sense isn't going to happen.

I am gayer than a three-dollar bill, and I can't imagine living in a mobile home park in Florida surrounded by America Fark Yeah types. He has every right to hang his flag however he wants to (it doesn't bother this Army vet at all), but he's lucky he got out of there alive.

And he held up two fingers, too. Ugh. I'm really glad he didn't win. I suspect had I just listened while doing something else he probably wouldn't have bothered me so much. As it was, my AC decided to go out on a 108-degree day, so I was already cranky when I watched the show.

Thank goodness for today's result. After the first fist pump, I knew who I was rooting against. Brennan saved tomorrow's episode for me. There's no way I'd watch Raf again,

I remembered this episode from when it first aired so promptly deleted it without watching this time when I realized which case it was. I remember being really pissed off about JJ's attitude toward the young man. Sexual harassment doesn't have jack shit to do with attractiveness.

I love when litigants underestimate MM, if only because I get to see her temper flare up, which is always a joy for me. The plaintiff in the tree sap vs. awning case yesterday did such a thing. Did he really think MM wouldn't know what storm damage looked like and would attribute his torn-up awning to tree sap? I agree with MM. I can't imagine feuding with my next-door neighbor. I get enough stress and drama at work; I sure as hell don't want it when I'm finally in the comfort of my home. The defendant thinks she shouldn't move since she was there first. If I were her, I'd move anyway, if it were feasible. Living next to that litigious asshole is only going to bring her more grief. Your home should be a solace.

The flipside of that applies for me. I hate, hate, hate when people give me nicknames. My name doesn't naturally shorten to anything, anyway, but it really bothers me when people call me something I didn't ask to be called. My father has a nickname for me, as is his right since he's my dad. One of my coworkers heard him call me it at a corporate function he attended with me. The next thing I knew, all these people I didn't even like had taken to calling me by my father's nickname for me! Grrr.

I think you could just word it exactly as that: "The tenant shall be responsible for all repairs under $500 and the first $500 of repairs exceeding $500" or something like that.

I don't know how this lease was specifically worded, but I had an apartment lease a long time ago that was exactly the way JJ described. I was only responsible for repairs that cost up to $500. It didn't mean I paid the first $500 of EVERY repair; it meant I only paid for repairs that cost $500 and under. The point of the provision was to prevent me from demanding a bunch of small repairs and have me only go to the landlord for larger ones. So when the A/C unit needed to be replaced, the landlord paid for the full amount since it cost more than $500. Again, I don't know exactly how their contract was worded, but I don't think JJ was completely off her rocker with she was saying. If I ever rented out my house (which I probably will never do having watched way too many court shows) I'd want a provision like that in my lease.

JJ is also good about point out that a woman who is cheated on by her man really shouldn't go after the other woman. He's the one who cheated on you, not the other woman! The scary part is that most of her litigants are breeding. So we hurtle closer and closer toward the movie Idiocracy coming true.

I don't know what this litigant's offense was, but I certainly hope it wasn't something like that. I have read horror stories about people being labeled as sex offenders after being caught urinating in public. I'm glad I came of age during a time when a brain fart didn't ruin your entire life. When I was little, a friend of mine and I were playing with matches and accidentally set my neighbor's wooden porch on fire. Although it was serious when it happened, we were only about eight years old. I got a figurative slap on the wrist from our local cops and a beating from my father (not a spare the rod kind of guy), who also paid the homeowner's property insurance deductible. And that was it. I was so horrified by what happened that I never played with matches again. Nowadays, I'd probably have a criminal record for it!

Considering the judging lately, they probably would have accepted Nicholas Nickleby as the answer.

To be fair, I've never lived in SoCal, although that is my next stop.

No love for the episode with the serial-killer pen-pal having plaintiff? I was completely confused about how these relationships started. Did he place a personal ad looking to meet inmates, or did he place a general personal ad that ended up in the hands of inmates? I have to say, years before the internet I once placed a personal ad. Yet I managed not to have one single serial killer respond, at least to my knowledge. I was also confused by the defendant. She readily admitted they screwed up the e-book. She introduced herself as a partner in the company. But then she said she couldn't fix the error because her boss wouldn't let her. What the what???

It's out of control. I moved here from the Philly market. I suspect folks in Philly have a lot less patience for bullshit because I don't remember having even half as many interrupted shows there as we have here. The local news here spends way more time on the weather than our Philly newscasts ever did, which I also find strange. One of the things that appealed to me about the southwest was getting away from bad weather. We mostly have good weather here, and they still talk about it all the damn time. And, yes, they are obsessed with dewpoint. And also the icecreaker, which is the day it cracks 100 degrees. It's as if they're surprised every year when the temperature hits triple digits, even though it happens every freaking year around the same time and sometimes continues for weeks on end. They're also obsessed with droughts. Yes, move to the desert and then complain about a lack of water. It makes perfect sense to me. I just wish they'd leave my afternoon shows alone.

It's nice to know that happens in Phoenix too, not just in Tucson. When I first moved out here, I was stunned at how often they interrupt JJ (and also Jeopardy) to warn me it might rain or tell me it is raining. Only in AZ would rain be considered newsworthy. It really gets bad during monsoon season. They'll take any freaking excuse they get to interrupt Jeopardy, People's Court, or JJ.

New episodes as in brand new? BTW, hello everyone! I am back from my cruise and suffering from major courtroom show withdrawal. I was excited to have a JJ marathon upon my return home only to discover none of them taped, which leads me to believe they were all repeats last week.