Tales of the DVK

Apparently there is some question as to who should receive the multi-million dollar inheritance from the late pro wrestler Chris Benoit. If you are not familiar with the story, Benoit for whatever reason killed his family and then himself. Under Georgia law it breaks down to a seemingly simple question: Who did he kill first - his wife or his son?

If he killed his wife, Nancy, first then his 2 children from a previous marriage will receive the inheritance.

If he killed his son first then his wife's family will receive the inheritance.

Technically it was Benoit himself who died last but there is a Slayer Statute that in legal terms causes him to be considered the first person who died.

So let me get this straight...
His in-laws are trying to prevent his other biological children from receiving the inheritance?

Why would they do that? In a statement they said they are just trying to make sure money goes to the legal heir. Yeah, right! It looks to me like they are being greedy and vindictive. They are mad about Nancy's death and they want to feel better about it by taking money away from children. We're talking millions of dollars so of course it is very tempting but in a perfect world (which of course this one is not) the money would be divided equally among any surviving children with no questions asked.

Thoughts?

What a great day to be a gamer!

7-11, after weeks of promoting the Simpsons movie, is scheduled to begin receiving and stocking Halo 3 merchandise.

Side note since I'm certain not all of you are gamers: Halo is a game for the Xbox produced by Bungie Studios (now owned by Microsoft Game Studios). Long story short, Master Chief is a cybernetic space Marine fighting a race of aliens known as the Covenant, and the two forces collectively are fighting a parasitic race known as the Flood.

But back to 7-11.
Merchandise will include special-edition Halo 3 Slurpee cups, as well as specially packaged Doritos and Mountain Dew (which, as any gamer knows, is a nutritionally balanced gaming meal! kidding, kidding...). If you're not a gamer then this is not big deal but if you are then you may be getting a little hungry. Me, I could go for a Slurpee. I haven't had one since... um... Halo 2!

This is all in preparation for the impending release of Halo 3 on September 25th. Gotta have plenty of caffeine and snacks when picking up a pre-ordered Legendary Edition copy at the midnight release, right? We gamers seem to have an odd habit of standing in line for things at midnight...

As I write this I understand how superfluous it all must seem to someone who is not a gamer, someone who prefers Playstation, etc. But the thing about life is this: You have to find your own happiness, great or small. If there is something that interests you and/or excites you then why not let yourself get carried away? Why not let every little thing be an occasion for anticipation and adventure?

Just the thoughts of this humble gamer girl, eagerly in search of a Slurpee cup.

The ladies all know it: He's hotter than hot. Easily the hottest of the Fox blog guys.

That's right, even a hardcore devoted Rick Dickert fan like me will say that.

Anyway, did you know did you know that you can now see videos of the gorgeous Mr Dain in action? I submit for your viewing pleasure: Lunch Box Picks and Pans.

So ladies, what do we have to do to get him a role as more than just a "guest sidekick"? I mean, don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with Jason Papagan but nobody inspires avatar trends or blog colloquialisms like ddain.

Watch the vids, sigh in dreamy appreciation, and then come back here and tell me your favorite ddain blog moments.

The Galleria, how my Victoria's Secret bag saved the day

 Once upon an afternoon
Month of August, not in June
I received a different chore
In the parking lot no more
I was sent to the mall
Pass out flyers, that's the call.

Stroll across Hawthorne Boulevard
For sure this job won't be too hard
A couple of flyers here and there
Visit VS for some underwear
Do my job and buy a thong
What could possibly go wrong?

I was forewarned to not appeal
Like flyers were what brought me here
I was told to do some shopping
Some genuine retail-hopping
Or else the next thing I would see
Would be the mall security

I wandered through consumer land
My bag of lingerie in hand
Acting natural as could be
So mall cops wouldn't bother me
I perused from store to store
"Want some flyers? Here, take more!"

Collecting names with my pen
Telling of Grand Openin'
GameStop and Sam Goody too
"Want some info? How 'bout you?
Shh, here comes security
Here's my card now, please call me!"

Through the food court, nonchalant
On this lead-collecting jaunt
When who before me should appear?
Security! Oh no! They're here!
About that time I wished for me
To have invisibility

I was approached by one mall dude
And thought for sure he would be rude
He asked what I was doing there
I showed my bag of underwear
I said I was notorious
For shopping at Victoria's

I silently began to pout
For surely I would be kicked out
But much to my sincere surprise
He wanted rates to analyze!
I did not expect to on this trip
Offer a mall cop a membership!

Later I returned to base
The biggest smile on my face
Said I was victorious
In the mall that hated us
I said if the mall is what they need
They should send a girl to get the leads!
 

So my gym is opening on the edge of Torrance and Lawndale. By "the edge" I mean our side of the street is Torrance and if you cross the street you are in Lawndale. I once had a car accident (not my fault!) in one of the nearby intersections and had to wait for Torrance and Lawndale to argue over who should take the report based on which lane of traffic the accident occurred in... but that's a story for another time... anyway, you get the idea, we're right on the edge.

As I sign people up for their memberships and as I overhear other people singing up I have noticed a frequent inquiry, said with a blatant tone of disgust: "Are you guys signing up a lot of people from Lawndale?"

That's the point when I smile and inform them that I live in Lawndale.

I've lived in The South Bay all my life. Born in Torrance, spent a little time in El Segundo, A few years in Redondo Beach, a few years in Torrance, a few more years in Redondo, and I've spent the past year in Lawndale. 

Let me tell you about the problems I had in Redondo Beach: constant loud parties, my car's battery stolen twice, motorhomes parked up and down the street and a subsequent lack of parking, neighbors who threatened me, graffiti,  drug dealers living in the building next-door, and on 3 different occasions I interrupted someone from stealing my neighbor's truck.

I have never once had a problem while living in Lawndale and have never once had to call the sheriffs, whereas I had the RBPD on speed-dial.

Granted, there are some undeniably dumpy areas of Lawndale, but the same can be said for any given city. South and West Torrance are nice, but have you ever been to the PO area of Torrance? Through further discussion with concerned individuals I often discover that the people who are so concerned about Lawndale haven't spent any noteworthy amount of time in the city, other than to drive by once and a while and gossip amongst themselves about how they are soooo glad they live in Torrance or Redondo. I guess some people will take an ego trip any way they can get it.

So tell me, have you been to Lawndale? Is it such a bad place? Why or why not?