Thursday, October 28, 2010

Mel Gibson : Deposition - Pills & Shrills

Mel Gibson's deposition  Monday promises to be dramatic , with questions about medication and rants.

TMZ has learned Oksama Grigorieva's team will focus on issues they believe speak to Mel's fitness  as a parent . We're are told they will ask the  tough questions about the now   infamous   audiotapes , specifically relating to Mel's temper and his anger  issues.

And we're told they will ask Mel about the medications he's taking . As back-up we're told Oksama has photos of the various medicines , because Mel left the meds at her house before he left for good .

As for allegations of domestic violence , the judge has made it clear - the subject is off limits for this deposition.

My  take :  Well, old mad Mel  dodged the bullet on the domestic violence issue this time.  It seems as if he will be spending a lot of time in court  .... maybe he can jump start his career again with a reality show  called 'An Old Fool and His Money are Soon Parted' and give Michael Lohan advice  on screwing up your kids  lives...now that will be a hoot.
Just hanging out  having fun and keeping it real.

8 comments:

  1. My dear sweet lady,
    I always enjoy reading your letters.I am so glad my my daughter asked me to write you, I am more richer for doing so.
    So you may ask how am I more richer, well let see now. I get good recipes for sweets and have good conversations with a very bright and intelligent lady that likes conversing on different subjects and a nice sense of humor, just the way I like my ladies, I know that is why I am in love with Joanna , my dear sister Mae is a smart lady but the worry with her children have taked a toll on her and this family is the best place for her because she is happier now than she has been since my dear Rosa died. My dear sister moved to Los Angeles after my dear Rosa died and was very along. My cousin Charles son David lived close to Mae and visited her from time to time before he was divorced from his last wife Margaret she is a very nice lady.
    My daughter is doing much better with the headaches, haven't had one lately. Joanna told her to stop fighting it and the headaches will go away and the visions will become more clearer.Dan(Joanna oldest brother)told me that psychics run in their families. I would be better off if I listened at my daughter when she was telling me about my family she told me things just didn't sit right with them .When my son went to Los Angeles is when the shit hit the fan (excuse my french). My daughter told my son to ask me to wait for a couple of weeks to go to Napa Valley Shirley said she would handle it for him since he was so helpful to Mae,my son asked me if it was ok with it and I said yes my daughter said she didn't like it and you know the rest of that story. So now when she talks I pay attention and she will have fun gloating at them at the takeover next month . My son asked her to be at her best because she won and they will have to dance by her music. Well my dear lady I will go to the next one.
    G.

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  2. My dear sweet lady,
    I will tell you that you will screw up from time to time and it is good for the soul and it is a learning experience, you learn from your mistakes and how not to make the same ones twice.I made many mistakes in my lifetime and I am sure I will make more, but not intentional, you don't get smarter with age you get smarter if you learn from the mistakes you make as you aged. Ask your dear sweet mother I bet she can tell you about people our age that don't have the sense of a flea, I know I can and you have heard about some of them, but they are the losers they don't have me to bail them out anymore and what a relief that is.
    Ask any casino owner and they will tell you that there are professionals that their only job is how to beat the casinos and other types of gambling so you have to be on your toes. All casinos have top of the line surveillance systems where they can pin point a certain thing if need be as like when Nanette went to Reno to catch the people that was stealing, they can tell the denomination on money or a poker chip, Mac is one of the supervisors and a trainer, it is different than you see the security on the floors .
    My dear sweet lady I waited a long time for my grands and I will spoil them to no end I have such a great time with them, they are so trusting and you would think Jonny was born to my son and daughter , he know he is loved and just as bad as the girls but none of them can beat the in house begger that little dude will cop an attitude with you and tell his daddy , that child is just like my daughter .
    My daughter tells me about your twins and what fun they have with you and how much your dear mother enjoys them. I know my Jill says the little one belongs to her and Sha can have the big one. Jonny asked did they have a sister Jill said to ask their mama.
    My dear lady the only thing we can do when we finish playing with the honey pot is go to sleep from sheer pleasure of making love. If you turn the lights out and look into our eyes you will see a certain glint and they will shine in the dark. Truth.
    How is your dear mother? Is she ready for the trick or treaters? I know she likes this weather better. Snow comes early this time of the year there I know you are glad the hot weather is over. Tell your dear mother I say hello and still looking for Romeo, I think he is hiding out with Mel Gibson see I do read your posts.
    How is your dear husband ? I think some women mature faster than most and need an older man as you know I like them young my dear Rhonda is in her late sixties and Joanna is in her mid sixties. My son is 11or 12 years older than my daughter and I asked him what was he going to do when his bullets was misplaced and he said hell dad I will just play with it and tell her a funny story and then he said dad the truth is our love will take care of anything that comes along after all I am your son. My dear lady I will leave you now but I shall return.
    Your cyber pal and admirer
    G.

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  3. My dear sweet lady,
    I will tell you that you will screw up from time to time and it is good for the soul and it is a learning experience, you learn from your mistakes and how not to make the same ones twice.I made many mistakes in my lifetime and I am sure I will make more, but not intentional, you don't get smarter with age you get smarter if you learn from the mistakes you make as you aged. Ask your dear sweet mother I bet she can tell you about people our age that don't have the sense of a flea, I know I can and you have heard about some of them, but they are the losers they don't have me to bail them out anymore and what a relief that is.
    Ask any casino owner and they will tell you that there are professionals that their only job is how to beat the casinos and other types of gambling so you have to be on your toes. All casinos have top of the line surveillance systems where they can pin point a certain thing if need be as like when Nanette went to Reno to catch the people that was stealing, they can tell the denomination on money or a poker chip, Mac is one of the supervisors and a trainer, it is different than you see the security on the floors .
    My dear sweet lady I waited a long time for my grands and I will spoil them to no end I have such a great time with them, they are so trusting and you would think Jonny was born to my son and daughter , he know he is loved and just as bad as the girls but none of them can beat the in house begger that little dude will cop an attitude with you and tell his daddy , that child is just like my daughter .
    My daughter tells me about your twins and what fun they have with you and how much your dear mother enjoys them. I know my Jill says the little one belongs to her and Sha can have the big one. Jonny asked did they have a sister Jill said to ask their mama.
    My dear lady the only thing we can do when we finish playing with the honey pot is go to sleep from sheer pleasure of making love. If you turn the lights out and look into our eyes you will see a certain glint and they will shine in the dark. Truth.
    How is your dear mother? Is she ready for the trick or treaters? I know she likes this weather better. Snow comes early this time of the year there I know you are glad the hot weather is over. Tell your dear mother I say hello and still looking for Romeo, I think he is hiding out with Mel Gibson see I do read your posts.
    How is your dear husband ? I think some women mature faster than most and need an older man as you know I like them young my dear Rhonda is in her late sixties and Joanna is in her mid sixties. My son is 11or 12 years older than my daughter and I asked him what was he going to do when his bullets was misplaced and he said hell dad I will just play with it and tell her a funny story and then he said dad the truth is our love will take care of anything that comes along after all I am your son. My dear lady I will leave you now but I shall return.
    Your cyber pal and admirer
    G.

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  4. My dear lady I wrote you a part two but I don't see it I called my daughter at Joanna and she says it may show up later because they may be doing work she will check when she get here and I may have to rewrite it.
    If so I will rewrite it, I have some advive about screw ups.
    Your cyber pal and admirer.
    G.

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  5. Dear G
    I very much enjoy chatting with you also. I have met some
    wonderful people on the internet. I am very shy meeting people in real life and have always been so. I have to know them very well before I can relax with them. The internet gives me an anomymity which is like a protective shield over my reticent nature and allows me to be more open and out-going. As I have mentioned to Nee, I have led a sheltered life. But you and your fmily are my friends now.

    I leave anonymous messages around the internet about global warming and endangered species and often, I am rejected quite vituperously. I took it very personally at first but I am much tougher now, so maybe I am coming out of my shell.
    I felt compelled to inform people of the alarming future we face because they still go merrily through life blowing carbon dioxide into the atmosphere as if there is no tomorrow; however, tomorrow is coming and it's frightening. Scientists know that people will never co-operate and give up their gas combustion engines so they are actually trying to engineer huge shields to be erected over the earth to protect it from the sun's ever more penetrating rays. I wonder if people will get the message when they see giant shields over their heads. I am sorry,it seems I get on my soap-box every chance I get.
    I also have an idea which I would like to present to NASA. They have the technology now to move asteroids, so why can't they move a series of very small asteroids in front of the sun which would orbit the earth and diffuse the sun's rays? What do you think? Do you think they would move their ASSteroids on that suggestion?

    I haven't put a recipe out there for Nee lately.I look for ones that are sugar free because people with Diabetes don't get too many treats and I know Nee has a sweet tooth. They are becoming harder to find so I must broaden my search.

    It must warm your heart to see that Mae is content and has company. Joanna is a very fine person with a generous heart.
    My husband disagrees with me that men like to get directly down to business in bed. He said he doesn't mind two or three minutes of foreplay. I wonder if he sets a timer. That guy is a real joker.

    I am glad that Nee's headaches are better. I was getting concerned that her eyes were giving her more problems.

    I also remember Nee saying that she had a bad feeling about Shirley going to Nappa Valley. I didn't give it much thought until after your troubles down there had ensued. Goes to show you,we should take her feelings more seriously. My grandmother was a psychic. Her background was Irish. The Celtic People accept these things as very normal. They also believe that a baby born with a caul over it's head has the second sight. I believe that Nee mentioned she had been born with a membrane over her head and that Joanna had it still. I guess these beliefs are worlwide.

    This is the end of part one. I will add to it later. Have a nice Sunday G. luv Jeannie.

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  6. Dear G
    An African friend has given me a sure fire cure for arthritis. He lived near the Sahara desert. I am afraid it requires you to be naked again but you are allowed to wear a sock on your tenderest part to keep it from getting sunburned.

    You must first cover your body with honey (any brand will do). Then lay spread eagled on the sand somewhere in the desert in the mid-day sun( choice of desert up to you). Wrists and ankles are usually staked to the ground but in your case we shall leave that optional,shall we? Then you wait for the red ants. They must cover you completely to make sure they bite you all over and get the correct measure of venom into your blood stream. It's the venom that cures the arthritis.
    The problem is getting all the ants off you. They get kind of stuck in the honey. So if you are staked down it's a good idea to make sure someone comes back to get you before sundown. The only side effect is an uncontrollable urge to steal other people's picnic baskets.

    In actual fact, bee venom is considered good for arthritis. in days gone by they would get bees to sting people on the affected joints (very painful). Now they have some naturopathic medicines with bee venom in them. Another old naturopathic remedy is to soak your hands in warm oatmeal to ease the pain.(honestly).

    I was speaking to Nan the other day and asked her if she would be present at the historic meeting which will take place next week. She said yes,she was looking forward to it. I suggested that she not make eye contact with you or Nee, during the meeting, in case you all burst into giggles. You will be proud of Nee. She will carry herself like a queen.Perhaps somewhere back in her distant African ancestry, she really was a queen, like Cleopatra.

    I hear my family banging their spoons on the table. I think they want dinner or something. It seems like I have to feed them almost every day (sigh). Oh well, I guess I must.
    See you soon, Your cyber-pal and unrequited love...Jeannie

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  7. Dear G
    An African friend has given me a sure fire cure for arthritis. He lived near the Sahara desert. I am afraid it requires you to be naked again but you are allowed to wear a sock on your tenderest part to keep it from getting sunburned.

    You must first cover your body with honey (any brand will do). Then lay spread eagled on the sand somewhere in the desert in the mid-day sun( choice of desert up to you). Wrists and ankles are usually staked to the ground but in your case we shall leave that optional,shall we? Then you wait for the red ants. They must cover you completely to make sure they bite you all over and get the correct measure of venom into your blood stream. It's the venom that cures the arthritis.
    The problem is getting all the ants off you. They get kind of stuck in the honey. So if you are staked down it's a good idea to make sure someone comes back to get you before sundown. The only side effect is an uncontrollable urge to steal other people's picnic baskets.

    In actual fact, bee venom is considered good for arthritis. in days gone by they would get bees to sting people on the affected joints (very painful). Now they have some naturopathic medicines with bee venom in them. Another old naturopathic remedy is to soak your hands in warm oatmeal to ease the pain.(honestly).

    I was speaking to Nan the other day and asked her if she would be present at the historic meeting which will take place next week. She said yes,she was looking forward to it. I suggested that she not make eye contact with you or Nee, during the meeting, in case you all burst into giggles. You will be proud of Nee. She will carry herself like a queen.Perhaps somewhere back in her distant African ancestry, she really was a queen, like Cleopatra.

    I hear my family banging their spoons on the table. I think they want dinner or something. It seems like I have to feed them almost every day (sigh). Oh well, I guess I must.
    See you soon, Your cyber-pal and unrequited love...Jeannie

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  8. Dear G
    An African friend has given me a sure fire cure for arthritis. He lived near the Sahara desert. I am afraid it requires you to be naked again but you are allowed to wear a sock on your tenderest part to keep it from getting sunburned.

    You must first cover your body with honey (any brand will do). Then lay spread eagled on the sand somewhere in the desert in the mid-day sun( choice of desert up to you). Wrists and ankles are usually staked to the ground but in your case we shall leave that optional,shall we? Then you wait for the red ants. They must cover you completely to make sure they bite you all over and get the correct measure of venom into your blood stream. It's the venom that cures the arthritis.
    The problem is getting all the ants off you. They get kind of stuck in the honey. So if you are staked down it's a good idea to make sure someone comes back to get you before sundown. The only side effect is an uncontrollable urge to steal other people's picnic baskets.

    In actual fact, bee venom is considered good for arthritis. in days gone by they would get bees to sting people on the affected joints (very painful). Now they have some naturopathic medicines with bee venom in them. Another old naturopathic remedy is to soak your hands in warm oatmeal to ease the pain.(honestly).

    I was speaking to Nan the other day and asked her if she would be present at the historic meeting which will take place next week. She said yes,she was looking forward to it. I suggested that she not make eye contact with you or Nee, during the meeting, in case you all burst into giggles. You will be proud of Nee. She will carry herself like a queen.Perhaps somewhere back in her distant African ancestry, she really was a queen, like Cleopatra.

    I hear my family banging their spoons on the table. I think they want dinner or something. It seems like I have to feed them almost every day (sigh). Oh well, I guess I must.
    See you soon, Your cyber-pal and unrequited love...Jeannie

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