In article bgtnsc04-news.ops.worldnet.att.net>, Karen
says...

Gilmer screws EVERYTHING up. He is never where he is supposed to be or when he
is supposed to be.

Now what about the meeting in Orlando?

1. He dared, taunted, and challenged me 3 times to meet him in Orlando and asked
where *I* wanted to meet him, saying that I had said that I had been in
Kissimmee shortly before, so why can't I meet him?

2. I told him that I would meet him at the Old Town Chippy in Kissimmee.

3. Before I saw his reply I calculated the distance between the Chippy and the
street where he said he was going, which was 23 miles.

4. Knowing that he wouldn't drive 23 miles out of his way I suggested we meet at
a nice restaurant near where he was going.

5. He replied saying the Chippy was closed that day because of the weather but
it would be open Saturday and he would meet me there.

6. The restaurant that I had picked out close to where Gilmer was going was
discovered by both John and I to be closed.

7. John whined and continued to whine about driving the extra distance to
Kissimmee even though he said *I* could pick the place.

8. I then suggested that he meet me at The Celt which is an Irish pub and I had
confirmed that it would be open. The Celt was very close to John's destination.

9. John would not reply. He was scared because he didn't think I would take him
up on his dare.

10. In desperation, Sarah called John and told him about my plans to meet John
at The Celt.

11. Sarah said for me to meet John at The Celt. Still no word from John.

12. I had said from the beginning that I would be out all day Friday and
wouldn't be back until late Friday night and that I would not be negotiating
anything late at night.

13. John was to ride his bike to Orlando for a barbecue at 2 PM on Saturday and
wanted to meet me at noon.

14. We had both agreed to meet at noon. I wanted an exact time because I know
John spends all his time dicking around and never does what he says he is going
to do.

15. John drove the LandRover to Orlando instead of the bike.

16. John did not meet me at The Celt at noon as Sarah said he would.

17. John did not meet me at noon anywhere like he originally said he would.

18. When I got home late Friday night I read John's post which was vague about
when he would show up. Possibly 1 PM or maybe sometime later that afternoon.

19. So, I now had 3 possibilities where John might be without any set time. He
said he would meet me at the Chippy at noon. Then Sarah said he would meet me
at The Celt at noon. Then John said that he would meet me at the Bull & Bush
sometime Saturday afternoon - possibly after 1 PM.

20. I arrived at the Bull & Bush at 12:45 PM. The door was locked and there was
no sign of Gilmer. I went back to my vehicle, got my camera, and took pics of
the pub to prove that I was there. I went back to my vehicle and waited for a
few minutes and low and behold Gilmer shows up with a camera strapped around his
neck dangling in front of his enormous beer gut. I walked toward his LandRover
as he walked toward the pub. When I snapped the photo he was just out of view.
John looks like a big pear with toothpick legs and puny arms...

21. John didn't go to any barbecue at 2 PM. He was in a restaurant eating a
sandwich.

22. John said that he would spend the night because drinking beer and driving
late at night wasn't a good idea.

23. John did not spend the night.

24. John said there would be motorcycles where the barbecue was to be. I drove
there and there were no motorcycles anywhere. There was no barbecue anywhere.

25. So John totally screwed up again. He could have agreed to meet me at a
place that was verified to be open and I would have been inside when he showed
up. John fucks up everything and always has. He is not only stupid but he is
sickly. He's always fucking sick. He got fired from his job for being a
slacker and now he doesn't have any health insurance. When he gets sick he goes
to the hospital emergency room and gives them a fake address to send the bill.
He lives off food stamps and what few crumbs that Deb comes up with...

Where did John come up with the idea that I went to Kissimmee after our Orlando
encounter? We had agreed to meet at the Old Town Chippy in Kissimmee where they
sell fish & chips. I published a receipt from The Pub where I had stopped and
had fish & chips. John put two and two together and came up with three like he
always does. He thinks The Pub is in Kissimmee even though I had plainly stated
before where The Pub was, and it ain't nowhere near Kissimmee!