http://drmcdougall.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=21&t=11960&sid=617399ba5d5c3b8fa5676e75cee3d26f&start=735Oh my.
Ege Bamyasi
Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 5:09 pm
Location: Las Vegas, NV
Okay! Everyone ready for an ID Saga update? Good.
After not hearing from Sen. Reid's office for so long, Jeanette finally went ahead and called them today to see what was up. Actually ended up having to call them twice because the first call never got returned.
Anyway, they pretty much told her there was nothing they could do. But maybe the Governor's office could. So, she then called the Governor's office and explained the entire story for the 228th time. After careful rumination, consideration and mental masturbation, the Governor's office proclaimed there was nothing they could do. But maybe speaking with the DMV again would somehow convince them to issue some sort of "temporary" card while she sorted out the whole unseal-the-Georgia-records mess.
And would you believe it? The person at the DMV suggested that maybe we could just get the state of Georgia to send a letter to us, on official letterhead, stating that there is indeed a sealed record which is impeding our efforts to provide all 5,249 pieces of matching paperwork, just so Jeanette can get her ID and some bull**** minimum wage job.
Of course, it's just a maybe, and there are "no guarantees." It's just another fine idea, cavalierly thrown out there for us to ponder while we barely exist.
So I guess Jeanette's adoptive Mom is gonna have to either fax her ID and a request to unseal the records, if the county Valdosta, Georgia is in will even allow that; or, she can make a full day trip there from Pensacola and back on her own dime to do it.
And we continue to wait. And Jeanette continues to be unable to apply for an effing job at a McDonald's or Subway or Target, where the morale is always sky high and the employees are held in utmost esteem.
I'm already treading on very thin ice here trying to keep this post civil. I think I'm done for now, except to add that weight is continuing -- who the hell even knows how -- to trickle off, in spite of the fact that all I want to do is eat all this stress away. Good thing I'm sticking to the plan pretty faithfully, and it is true that getting fat from potatoes and rice is a tough proposition.
Lest anyone forget, it was franksolich who suggested the gigantic primitive contact Scary Reid's office, for help on this matter.
However, franksolich did
not suggest the gigantic primitive go through proper channels--doing that would just lead to a dead end.
franksolich
did suggest the gigantic primitive approach the senator the usual and standard and customary way one approaches any machine politician.
Being a
naif and an innocent when it comes to machine politicians, I have no idea what sorts of "approaches" one uses--other than that one does not go through proper channels--with a corrupt machine politician, but hey, the gigantic primitive lives in a machine-operated city, and has always supported machine politicians, so he surely knows how it's done.
But that's all moot now, because it appears the problem is
nearly solved.
Ege Bamyasi
Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 9:02 am
Location: Las Vegas, NV
Well, everybody, it looks like the whole birth certificate thing is finally just about over!
Jeanette spent a few hours on the phone over the past several days, and was able to get the attorney who handled the adoption to speak with her for a few minutes. He gave her a list of the five counties that the adoption could have taken place in, which at least narrowed it down.
Of course, it ended up being the last of the five Georgia counties on the list which has the record, but we have finally found where the needed records are! What we're doing is having her brother try going through the online company again, supplying the Georgia information this time, to see if that will yield a certificate without having to also get her Mom to drive there and back. At least, if it comes down to it, the fee to unseal the records is a paltry $2.50, and that appears to include the photocopies.
At long last, we feel like we can breathe a little bit, and the restrictions we've been under will be easing up in the foreseeable future.
Rice, potatoes and oatmeal continue to be the order of the day, and my constant desire to munch on something is abating with the good news. I hope to be below 330 by the end of this month. It shouldn't be too hard to get there.
And once the gigantic primitive hits 330, it shouldn't be hard for him to get a job.
That is, unless another excuse for him to meddle in things pops up.