by eatmorechips

Question by : Ever hear this about so called “DUI” drivers?
I have heard this more than once, Sheriff says on TV. ” A car went left of center and smashed into another car, killing 2, we are waiting on blood test results for alcohol before we press charges on the driver of the car that went left of center”. Sober or not that driver killed 2 people, what is the need to find if .08 or not? I have never driven drunk, but I do know right from wrong.

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Answer by wizjp
Specific charge will vary depending on if they were legally over the limit in some states.

Not uncommon.

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Question by : Could this dude be creepy?
Ok well, I was at camp a month ago. It was my second year at camp. Anyway, there is this 5’5 guy there with a British accent. (I was about two or three inches taller than him). When I first met him, I had watery eyes (my eyes usually water at random times) and he said to me, “Don’t cry” and something else but it was hard to understand him with his accent. Then he told me “You remind me of a little dove, you look so nervous”. And later, I had to put salt and pepper shakers on the tables and there were a few shakers left. So I set them on the tables that had the extra silver ware on them. He saw where I put it, and he kind of fussed at me about it but then he started laughing. Later he was mopping and I passed him and he chased after me with the mop. Sometimes, he would tease me about what I got to eat and he once asked me if he could see my teeth. I wore some skull clips once, and he asked me if those were skulls. Then one day, he was right behind me, and he grabbed my waist. The next day, he saw me and my friends practicing fencing and he shouted, “Girls can’t fight!” And he started talking to me some more.
Ok, well this year, he talked to me some more. When I was getting my lunch in line, I saw him stare at me without blinking. He once came up to me and told me to ask one of the camp counselors if they had an extra cooler. So I did, and I brought the cooler, but instead of him taking it from me, he had me set it in a certain spot. And he was standing sort of behind me while I set it down. Then he said, “Thank you, my love”. Later, that day, he asked me “How are you going to join us today?” He found out I was from Georgia but he kept calling me “Texas” so I kept having to correct him and then he sang and danced to a line of “My Heart’s Tonight in Texas”. He spoke to me and said my name and I asked him “How do you know my name?” I figured he wouldn’t know it since he seen so many other kids. Then he said, “Everyone knows your name” my friend was next to me holding a speedo vest and she asked him, “Well, what’s my name?” laughing. And he said, “Uh… speedo! That’s what’s on your vest.” When I had to clean a bathroom once and I had to take out the trash, he kept sort of bothering me about it. He like, made me stomp on the trash. Then he was going to put a new bag in the trash can and I picked up more trash so I came up behind him while he had the bag and I was fixing to put it in there and he closed the bag so I couldn’t do it. He opened it again and I tried and he closed it. He said “Let me get it set up first”. He put the bag in the can and I tried to put the trash in it but he blocked me again but with the lid then he opened it and said, “Here you go.”
When I was in the kitchen one day, he told me, “I bet there’s no food in Georgia.” And I said, “Yes there is! We have tomatoes, peanuts, and sweet potatoes.” (I was thinking at the top of my head because there is some much food). Then he said, “I bet you are a sweet potato”. I told him “Yes, my dad has told me that.”
Last day I was there, he asked what my next destination was going to be. And someone told him, “She’s going to be a professional dancer”. He found out I was a clogger (he was OMGING and everything), he asked if I could do him a favor, he ran off and he came back with a funny shaped bag. He opened it up, and there was a fiddle in it. he announced to everyone. “I found out our beloved *name* is a dancer, and I want to see how good she dances” So he played his fiddle and I clogged to it. Later, I ran after him and I thanked him and he told me, “You are so d*** good! I have never seen another clogger like you” and we got into a little conversation and I thanked him again, and gave him a sideways hug, but I kind of felt him pull me in a little more, where half my chest sort of touched him. We crossed paths again, and he told the cook, “That’s my girlfriend!” Later before I left, we got into another conversation and he was asking me about my parents and my area of Georgia. He also was trying to find out if I sang or made music. Anyway, we hugged one more time and this time, I used both of my arms but he pulled me in more. Lol, sorry this is a long story! lol I just want someone’s opinion on this xD So is he creepy to ya’ll? My friend said he looked 60 something bu the isn’t graying yet, he has brown hair and brown eyes and I think he is from the UK. Thanks in advance everyone!
He also asked when was I coming back. Another counselor told me, “Mr. Pete could help you make it big with your dancing”.
no answers? :,(

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Answer by BIGDADDYCOOL
Honestly, yes, very creepy

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Question by : Is this more proof of misandry coming out of North Dakota?
You may or may not know it, but North Dakota is going through something of an oil boom lately…and as a result, the state is awash in cash from oil. Of course you have oil companies arriving, and with them comes workers. And those workers often are housed in remote locations, often in camps built by the oil companies, with their revenue, so that the workforce has reasonable access to the work site, and also reasonable access to other infrastructure for when they have off time!

Remember Caleb Warner, the University of North Dakota student who was expelled and banned from the University for three years after being accused of sexual assault by a female student who he claimed he had consensual sex with? Remember how the police investigated and found that she had lied, and apparently she is now a fugitive as she has not turned herself in to authorities to answer for the charge of filing a false police report?

Well now, community after community in North Dakota are passing ordinances to ban what they specifically call “man camps.” And who are spearheading this campaign? It seems like it’s female politicians in these small communities. Take for instance who is leading the charge in Almont, North Dakota.

“We would lose the quality of life here,” (City Auditor Lynne) Jacobson said. “We like our quiet little town. It’s not that we don’t want people moving into our community — we do,” she said. “We just don’t want to be inundated with oil workers.”

“We would like someone to turn the school into a steakhouse, or apartments so families could move in,” (Council Member Gretchen) Feland said. “We really don’t want a bunch of men living in a building all together.”

Fascinating, isn’t it? A young man loses his post secondary education because of a false accusation…and even when compelling new facts are presented, his case will not be heard. Now, oil companies are trying to extract oil in North Dakota…and the objection of local politicians is that they don’t want the workers working and sleeping in their community.

Seems like North Dakota has an even bigger problem with institutional misandry than most other jurisdictions in the USA, no?
@ Daykiller: To quote you: “in places all over the world, women are discriminated against to the point where they can’t even show their face,” I invoke in my defense, “in places nobody cares about.” Of course that is not my position…those are your words, which you use to define your own selective views of equality. My views are a little more refined than that!

Nothing I present is by chance…nothing I present is by accident. If you don’t understand the problem with a community in the USA telling citizens of the USA that it doesn’t want them because it prefers families to “a building full of men,” then it is no surprise that you didn’t follow my point.
@ Old’s Cool: Maybe the better question is how would this small community accommodate a building full of families (which they want) instead of a building full of men? They’ve made the point that, were these families, they would be fine…so their claim that the community would be overwhelmed by this is nothing more than selective logic! Would they have gotten away with it if the people moving into this building that was purchased by the oil field owners had been African American? Would they have had a problem if the workers were all women?

And the rape case wasn’t in Montana…it was in North Dakota. The accuser is wanted by the police in Grand Forks, North Dakota!
@ Old’s Cool: Maybe the better question is how would this small community accommodate a building full of families (which they want) instead of a building full of men? They’ve made the point that, were these families, they would be fine…so their claim that the community would be overwhelmed by this is nothing more than selective logic! Would they have gotten away with it if the people moving into this building that was purchased by the oil field owners had been African American? Would they have had a problem if the workers were all women?

And the rape case wasn’t in Montana…it was in North Dakota. The accuser is wanted by the police in Grand Forks, North Dakota!

Best answer:

Answer by VagineDentata
Nope.

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Question by jenni: How to handle this situation?
My ex is in the army. I use the term ex loosely, as we had a fling, and ended up with a child together. We both get along great. We have both moved on and started our own families, about 600 miles or so apart.

My ex, although he sends child support each month, never gets to wound up about visiting our 6yr old. I have tried to make arrangements to take our son to see him, and have been told that arrangements have been made to come here to see our son… there is always a reason for a change of plans. The last time my ex saw our son was when he was 2 (so 4 almost 5yrs!), and at that time I flew to Texas.

“Mike” is currently in Iraq, and coming home the end of this month to see the birth of his new baby. His wife emailed me and asked if I could bring our son down to visit at that time. I entertained the idea for a bit, but then realized that during the birth of a new baby it probably wasn’t the best of times to go for a visit. I cordially thanked her for the invite and told her that I thought that it wasn’t a good time, as they would have their hands full with a new baby, people visiting and trying to get in as much time together as possible before he goes back to Iraq. I also said that I would prefer during a visit that our son be the focus of his daddy’s attention. I thought I was being fair and understanding to the needs of a military family. She then retorts “fine, just suit yourself, your the one that always wants Mike to see YOUR son!”

I didn’t really have a problem with this woman until now. I feel like telling her, no YELLING at her, that I have went out of my way to try to get my son and his daddy together to be shot down, or had a change of plans (one year my husband and I were driving down there to only get a call that they wouldn’t be available because of an emergency, then a few days later there were pics on facebook of them camping– some emergency). She thinks that the $ 400 a month Mike sends is too much. (I don’t know if she realizes if we went to court I could get much more, but instead would rather try to work things amongst ourselves). She has told Mike’s sister and mother that MY son is in to many activities, that Mike shouldn’t have to split costs with me (such as school and some extracuriculars) and that if my son is going to be in activities that are for boys (my son prefers swimming and tennis, which I guess she considers girl sports, IDK).

I have kept my cool for a while. Now I feel I am about ready to boil over. His daddy has only called him twice since being in Iraq, and when my son puts something on his facebook wall he tends to not respond, but will respond to silly group posts, and his wife’s posts almost daily, so it isn’t like he is to busy. Am I supposed to change our summer plans to take my son there (over 600miles away) when generally where he won’t be the focus of attention and our efforts are not reciprocated in the least bit?

Best answer:

Answer by carl
To be honest, i dont think you should. If his father is behaving like this when he’s 600 miles away, your son will probably be ignored while he’s with him. But the guy has a family of his own, he may be focusing on that right now. Talk to him.

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by Amber B McN

Question by : Is this a good book beginning?
Is this a good beginning for a book?

1
“Ballet?!”
This is the word that comes out of my mouth at 20 second intervals.
“Mom, ballet?!”
“Yes, dear, it will be good for you.”
My mom has signed me up for a ballet camp, where I will learn to have “complete control” over the movements of my body. Or so the pamphlet says.
You would think a ballet camp wouldn’t be all that bad. I mean, yeah, I’m all for getting exercise and whatever. But then, you don’t know me. I don’t think anyone knows the real me, except for maybe my cat, Thorn. You’d think people would be able to guess what kind of person I am just from the way I dress, and the type of music I listen to. Ballet is definitely not my thing.
But apparently my mom hasn’t caught on.
My name is Rox. Well, technically, my birth name is “Roxanne”. But, seriously, I would never let anyone call me that. So I just tell people my name is Rox so they don’t have to know the embarrassing truth.
“Ballet?!” I ask for the third time.
Mom sighs. “Yes, Roxanne, you will be going to ballet camp for a month this summer.”
I stiffen at her use of my full name. “That’s not my name, Mom.”
She rolls her eyes. “Of course it is.”
“No, it’s not. My name’s Rox. No one calls me Roxanne.”
She gives up. She hates to fight with me. “Fine, ‘Rox’, go pack for camp.”
“Pack? Already? When does camp start?”
She picks her catalog up off the table from where she had set it when I came storming in. “I’ll be dropping you off at the train station at 11 o’clock tomorrow morning.”
My jaw drops. “Train?! I’m taking a train?! Where is this stupid camp, anyway?!”
“In Michigan,” she says, without even looking up.
I storm up the stairs, go into my room, and slam the door behind me. I can not believe this is happening. I throw myself down on my black bedspread. It’s so not fair. Just because Mom was a ballet dancer doesn’t mean I have to be one too.
If you’re reading this now, most of this probably doesn’t make much sense. Good. That’s the way it should be. It doesn’t make any sense to me either. I suppose it will make more sense as time goes on.
I guess I should tell you some little facts about my screwed-up family.
There’s me. Rox Lee. I’m 17. I like heavy metal, knives, and black. Lots and lots of black. I’m 5’9″, and I have blond hair — Not that you’d be able to tell. I dye my hair black. My last name used to be “Gellar”, but that was when my dad was still around. Then he left my mom for his secretary — classic, I know. Mom didn’t want anything to do with him, and she changed our last names to her maiden name — Lee.
Then there’s my dad. His name is Mikael. Last time I checked — which was probably, like, never — he was a big corporate business guy. Again, I know. Classic. I’m so glad I didn’t inherit is ugly big nose or his mousy brown hair. Not that I have anything against brunettes. Just male brunettes named Mikael Gellar.
There’s my younger brother, Gavin. I like to call him my younger brother, but technically, he’s my twin. I was just born a few minutes before him. He also has blond hair like me, but he doesn’t dye his black. Which, honestly, is good, because I don’t want him copying my style. Not that he would anyway. Him and his friends are always in the basement playing stupid video games all day when they could be spending time in the real world. The one that matters.
And finally there’s my mom. Her name is Heather, and she’s got the blond hair. Truthfully, I think everyone on her side of the family looks like her. Or, they all look the same. I inherited most of my physical assets from her. Like being athletic.
I march to my closet and pull out the assorted wires of my 5 pairs of earbuds. Untangling them takes forever. My small amount of OCD causes me to arrange them in as straight of a line as I can manage. Then I grab my blood-red earbuds from the end of the line. They’re special to me. They’re the only gift I’ve ever gotten from my dad that I actually like, and use.
I sit on my bed and connect the earbuds to my iPod and jam them into my ears. I blast the music to block out the world. This is what I always do. The world gives me grief, I ignore the hell out of it.
I stare at my Jensen Ackles poster. “Don’t mock me,” I hiss at him, as if he can actually reply. He just stares back at me, looking smug. Ugh. Now I’m talking to my posters. I sigh and fall back on my pillow, staring up at the ceiling. The littly glittery stars sparkle at me. They remind me that I really need to take them down. I put them up there, when I was 6. It was with my dad’s help. That’s why I need to take them down. Not bec
(It cut off the end of that -__-)

Not because I’ve outgrown them, which I have, but because they symbolize what my dad used to be like. I’m trying hard to forget him.
The earbuds he gave me are the only symbol of him that I want to allow.

Best answer:

Answer by YellowRoses ☼
Yes very very nice♥

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by The Forest History Society

Question by jenni: Parents: how would you handle this?
My ex is in the army. I use the term ex loosely, as we had a fling, and ended up with a child together. We both get along great. We have both moved on and started our own families, about 600 miles or so apart.

My ex, although he sends child support each month, never gets to wound up about visiting our 6yr old. I have tried to make arrangements to take our son to see him, and have been told that arrangements have been made to come here to see our son… there is always a reason for a change of plans. The last time my ex saw our son was when he was 2 (so 4 almost 5yrs!), and at that time I flew to Texas.

“Mike” is currently in Iraq, and coming home the end of this month to see the birth of his new baby. His wife emailed me and asked if I could bring our son down to visit at that time. I entertained the idea for a bit, but then realized that during the birth of a new baby it probably wasn’t the best of times to go for a visit. I cordially thanked her for the invite and told her that I thought that it wasn’t a good time, as they would have their hands full with a new baby, people visiting and trying to get in as much time together as possible before he goes back to Iraq. I also said that I would prefer during a visit that our son be the focus of his daddy’s attention. I thought I was being fair and understanding to the needs of a military family. She then retorts “fine, just suit yourself, your the one that always wants Mike to see YOUR son!”

I didn’t really have a problem with this woman until now. I feel like telling her, no YELLING at her, that I have went out of my way to try to get my son and his daddy together to be shot down, or had a change of plans (one year my husband and I were driving down there to only get a call that they wouldn’t be available because of an emergency, then a few days later there were pics on facebook of them camping– some emergency). She thinks that the $ 400 a month Mike sends is too much. (I don’t know if she realizes if we went to court I could get much more, but instead would rather try to work things amongst ourselves). She has told Mike’s sister and mother that MY son is in to many activities, that Mike shouldn’t have to split costs with me (such as school and some extracuriculars) and that if my son is going to be in activities that are for boys (my son prefers swimming and tennis, which I guess she considers girl sports, IDK).

I have kept my cool for a while. Now I feel I am about ready to boil over. His daddy has only called him twice since being in Iraq, and when my son puts something on his facebook wall he tends to not respond, but will respond to silly group posts, and his wife’s posts almost daily, so it isn’t like he is to busy. Am I supposed to change our summer plans to take my son there (over 600miles away) when generally where he won’t be the focus of attention and our efforts are not reciprocated in the least bit?

I also think “Mike’s” wife is trying to start stuff (i’m trying to remain an adult and haven’t said anything else to her, except “I’m sorry you feel I’m being ugly about this and I would like to thank you again for the invitation”…. she keeps posting ugly comments on her facebook page, and Mike’s facebook page. What do you think?

Best answer:

Answer by Dalton & Kaiah’s Mommy
Well, I actually am siding with you on this one. Normally I am all for visitation. However, the birth of his new child is going to be the center of his attention and not your son. I think your son after finally being able to see his dad will be more upset that he is being ignored for his new baby. A child’s activities should be something they enjoy or want to learn. Not what one parent thinks they should be doing. She is only seeing that the money being sent to you is money that they don’t have. She knew this going in so if she has a problem let her. If she continues to complain you can always say well, if you and him split how much would their child be worth? I am sure she would want her kid taken care of if (god forbid) they weren’t to make it.

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I was just thinking one day. I love to write and I ned a hobby so I was brainstorming on ideas.

15 year old girl lives in Pennsylvania. She’s goth/wears a lot of black and listens to heavy music. she gets in trouble a lot so her parents send her to a discipline camp in WV where there is a military base nearby
when she goes to the camp, she meets these 2 brothers. they are really daring one was in Juvie and the other one is kinda shy about his past history. the 3 of them sneak out and get into trouble as they try to surive this discipline camp.
The girl starts to fall in love with the 1 from Juvie.
this causes turmoil with the other brother, because he likes the girl.
The 3 steal guns from the military base and kill all those in the camp, then ending with only the 1 brother from Juvie surviving.

Twisted, I know. comments? remarks?

My son is currently in school, and turns 18 and a few weeks. He then goes to boot camp shortly after that, so obviously not in school. How does all of this affect the child support that I pay?
The order says that child support goes to 21 if he is full time in school. Military obligations can change that, but the Oregon Guard is a bit different, in that he is not full time military.

A Life Changing Decision

All throughout the world, people experience different types of obstacles, there’s always a cause and effect, for each action. The decisions that I made molded me into the person who I am today. Like for example my junior year I had to move to a different state, which affected my basketball career. It made me realize, “There are more important things in life that must come first.” I was just beginning my junior year at Hillcrest high school. Having a solid resume of basketball under my belt, I had no clue what awaited me, until half way through my junior year. All along I had been training during the summer, attending basketball camps, team practices, open gym play. Leading into the offseason, I found myself in a state of tranquility and happiness. I felt privileged, that I was an upperclassman; I had proven myself time and time again. I would definitely start on Junior Varsity and split starting duties as shooting guard on Varsity. A week or so later, our first home game would begin on a Friday night and I was pumped up. That day after school, walking home from practice, my father made a big decision that tore my heart into pieces. Not analyzing the situation at them time, I got upset and questioned my father, “Why do we have to move to Claremore Oklahoma?” He sat me down gently, and said, “Son, this is how I provide for you. If I don’t work to put food on the table, then who will? Now that I was able to think things out, I felt horrible, because there are more important things to do in life. “In life we make sacrifices, in order to prosper, and lead a healthy and fruitful life.” For that, I thank my father for one of the most important lessons in my life.

I live near Denver Colorado. I am looking for somewhere to go camping here in Colorado. Do you know of any good places? Please list as many as you’d like any what city they are in would be great too thanks!!!