A quick recap of December, 2010 (or “The Theft Days of Christmas”)

Hello all you beautiful people. James Marks here.

Do you remember, remember, the 24th of December. Cucumbers, Amazon and pot? I know of no reason why the mortgage treason should ever be forgot?

“Hello, stupid american people. Look, we are broke, yet we have shitloads of gifts – from Amazon! Which means, we bought them on credit! Since we haven’t paid our bills since March, 2009, that means we won’t pay for this crap, either! BK BABY!!! WOOOT!”

 Yeah, that was 1 year ago. Check that out, tons of Amazon stuff. Which, as you all know, can only be bought via credit. Which is quite funny, when you think that the Crime Family hadn’t paid a single cent since 2009 of their outstanding debts.

IF I PREY LONG UNDT HARD ENUF, I’LL GET MONEY TO PAY FOR MORE PARFAME DIS YEAR! DEE-DUHHH-DEE!

I’ll be honest with you. I wondered whether this year the Serin Crime Family would post pics of expensive crap for all of us to see. I *suppose* someone with an IQ count in the double digits (probably X-Tina, she seems to be the only one with half a brain in that household) told the lot that showing off their consumer goods when they had filed for fraudulent bankruptcy 3 times (yes, THREE) during the year would be in bad taste. So they didn’t. Or they did. I don’t know. Will we find out? Probably. All we got was a cryptic CukeBoi post on his Facebook wall:

 O the gifts this year!

Some sources suggest Casey got the biggest of them all.

Ahem.

Others may argue (myself included), that Rita “backing” a cake was the greatest surprise. If you can call a completely WTF moment “a surprise”, that is.

TAXPAYERS: ARE YOU READY TO PAY FOR ONE MORE SERIN IN AMERICA? HOPE YOU ARE!

I don’t know about you, but I don’t find the prospect of a 2 kid family, where the father works as a 7-Up delivery guy and

Mom sells sticks for $40

hopeful. It’s not up to me to judge anyone’s actions (and that’s why I write this blog, I suppose – BAZINGA!), but when your mom and dad are bankrupt, and you are faced with supporting your idiot brother for the rest of your natural life, having yet another kid sems like sort of an irresponsible act.  

Which sort of brings me to my next point. Mom declared BK in the shittiest way possible. Did justice catch up with her? Short answer: no.

• Anna Serin’s BK was dismissed on 12/16.
• The dismissal was filed with the court on 12/21
• There was no house sale on 12/22.

Why, I have no idea. Probably there wasn’t enough time to go ahead with the sale. Considering, though, that the sale was cancelled in January, one can assume the bank already knew something wouldn’t work out and decided to stall the procedures.

So, what was the Crime Family doing while mommy’s BK was thrown out? Well, they had some amazing costume parties. Funnily enough, there’s one sibling who wasn’t invited. Guess who he was.

I’d tap that (the one on the left, OBVIOUSLY).

 

Dumb and Dumber

I wonder if David was thinking something like “HEY RITA, TELL YOUR GOD-DAMNED PARENTS THEY HAVEN’T DEPOSITED OUR MORTGAGE MONEY! IF THEY ARE KICKED OUT THEIR HOUSE I AIN’T TAKING THEM IN OTHERWISE!”. He should.

The Serins, trying out disguises to hide from prosecution (yeah, right!)

Besides, it’s not as if any Judge gives a crap about sending them to jail, anyway.

Nice costumes. I wonder which credit card they charged them to.

Hey, wait a minute. Something’s wrong with that last picture, isn’t it? Dare to find out?

Nice iPhone 4 you've got there, X-Tina!

Looks like one of these, right?

Sure looks like it.

Nice to know a bankrupt family can still afford a $299 phone with a, say, $45 per month data plan. Hey, they tithe $900 to orphans in Russia, don’t they?

But what about Casey? Well,  between cuking his ass raw and plotting his next move

main project this year — starting a Foreclosure Defense Club to share my recent successes and put together a local group so we can perfect a reliable strategy to stay in our homes indefinitely. In the process of getting some lawyers to guide us too. I’ll be sending a private invite to all my Sacramento friends as soon as we’re ready to go.

Casey Serin.

and telling the entire world that he had “saved” his home from foreclosure via FaceBook, Casey also showed us a lesser known side of him:

Look into my eyes and feel the IMMENSE POWER OF THE VORTEX OF FAIL!

I honestly don’t know if he’s aware that another sociopath once did a self-portrait that is eerily similar to the one he did. If he doesn’t, I guess he does now.

Charles Manson, by Charles Manson

I mean, the similarities are eerie. I dunno. Perhaps they are. Maybe. OH, SHUT UP, I have a blog and I can say the paintings are similar. Disagree with me? Start ihatejamesmarks.wordpress.com.

At least he apparently got superpowers during Christmas!

So, what do you think happened? Did Daddy Serin declare BK and save Serin Manor? Was Casey stupid enough to do it himself? Did Honorable Judge Holman wipe the bench where Casey sat with Clorox? Stay tuned, this story is far from over.

James Marks
But you already know how it ended,
January 28th, 2011

OK, break’s over.

You know the hardest thing about making a comeback?

 

Yeah, me neither, but what about Britney Spears?

Well, at least you have to agree – this time, I didn’t use Tila Tequila. That has to be a good thing. I suppose.

Hello, all you beautiful people. I’m glad to be back. Sort of. You see, I’ve been trying to write this entry for a couple of days now, but each and every time I sit down and try to start typing, something suddenly comes up

 

No, not that, you pervs!

and I simply can’t continue doing a thing. For a while, I wondered if there was something wrong with me – after all, now that ADHD is all the rage, maybe I can blame it for my lack of focus, interest, and stuff. But to be honest, I’ve been pretty productive lately at work and home. No, it’s not that.

 

It's this, motherfucking dammit.

I finally figured out what’s bugging me. I’ve been doing things the wrong way. If you check out my blog, you’ll see several instances (I just posted the first two or three or four or five I found).

• Understanding Casey’s Administrative Remedies
• Make a run for the border!
• Pick up the white courtesy phone, please.
• CashCall’s Calling!
• I am fighting for closure (of this friggin’ story)

Where I positively state Casey is surely going to jail, or PMITA Fed Prison. And I’m absolutely, incredibly sure this time around. And it will happen. Soon. Very soon.

 

Right. And I'm doing Lassie!

No. It ain’t happening, not now, not today, not ever. For all his stupidity, Casey was pretty much right about something. There’s a gray area that justice doesn’t seem to care about, and Casey and his family live and thrive in it.

Nothing will happen. He’ll still smoke pot 24/7, cleanse his ass, owe the banks $500,000, cuke himself inside the family bathtub and live with his parents until he is 100 years old. Anna Serin will wear her Victoria Secrets thongs, Daddy Aleksey Serin will look like the inbred retard he is, Margarita Serin will pop kids like a freakin’ rabbit, Steve Serin will post unfunny jokes, X-Tina will edited out because she’s still underage, and Tim will stay away  from it all. Nothing will change because crime has paid off for those assholes.

If you don’t know, or haven’t figured it out by now Retard-o and the Crime Family will keep 4932 Dewey Drive. The auction has been cancelled. It’s over.

I know, I know. Many of you will say “yeah, but he really fucked it up this time, they’ll get him!” Yeah? How many times have we said that before? Really. It doesn’t matter anymore. Thinking that the Serin Crime Family will ever be thrown out of 4932 Dewey Drive at this point is like believing in the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus, or that you’ll someday get a piece of this:

 

Oh, shit. Couldn't resist.

So, I’m refocusing this blog. This post was the hardest, I suppose, since I the thing is, I was wondering – why the fuck am I wasting my time when nobody (and, by “nobody”, I mean the Honorable Judge Thomas Holman and the rest of the useless Sacramento Court employees) gives a flying fuck? Casey has taught us that justice in America is non-existant if you know what you are doing. You can go out, not pay your mortgage, drug yourself to death, top every freakin’ credit card you have and stuff, and nothing will ever happen. Go ahead, do it. After following this story for years, I’m absolutely positive it’s safe to do such a thing. Not that I endorse it, I’m telling like it is.

Well, my point is, I’m not doing this blog because I expect something – anything to change. I’m writing it because I enjoy such a thing. I want to remind myself that I can never, ever become such a parasite to society, that justice is blind, dumb, deaf and stupid, and that maybe someone, someday will find the information in here useful.

Oh, and I also enjoy the fact that some of you like this blog. Thank you so much for leaving feedback. It makes it all worthwile.

So, I’ll start working on the real “juicy stuff” tomorrow.

Thanks for reading, I don’t feel much better now.

James Marks
“… And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.”
January 26th, 2011

I’M NOT DEAD

I just have a sh*tload (er, “shitload”) of work. Trust me not, I’ll be back shortly.

James
All work and no play makes Marks a dull boy,
January 19th, 2011