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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Connie Sullivan aka Millican aka Purdy aka "Melinda Twidwell"

You're welcome, Haley, in advance, for taking the focus off of you for a minute and putting the spotlight on Connie Sullivan, your batsh*t insane, former attorney.
What. A. Nut.

Shall we start at the beginning?

About a month ago, I was approached by a individual named Melinda, who wanted to include me in their piece outlining the behavior of those wronged by others.
She wrote me the following email:


To which I responded with:
Melinda responds:

Well, we all know I'm a sucker for a scorned woman...

I talk to Melinda for a couple hours, giving her the story of my friend, how I know Haley, etc.  Melinda spent a great deal of time talking about herself, her own issues and even got weepy over how she harbors some resentment over her friends abandoning her when her husband left.  She applauded me over and over again for what an amazing individual I was and how she was completely on board with what I was doing.
It was a good conversation that even ended with me offering her a chair on my deck if ever she needed to get away from Columbia.

A couple days later I was served with notice of an ex-parte hearing by a lovely police officer.  Later, that same day I believe, I received the following email from Melinda:
This is when we begin communicating via text: 
(ok, so I lied about my phone almost going dead, but who doesn't?  I get tired of texting, especially if I'm shopping)












Melinda emails me this, while I wait...

And then her credentials: 
(click to enlarge) 
Since I'm not totally stupid, I called the number listed on the pass.  











The following email is her last attempt at getting me to believe that she isn't Connie M. Sullivan;





(I do end up speaking with her over Skype and yes, it is the same girl in the press pass picture.  We didn't chat long because my kids were up.  I agreed to speak with her over Skype again the night before my hearing but...)



So there we are - Haley, Tom, Connie, Sarah and even Haley and Connie's hairdresser friend, Nichol McVey, all hanging out in the courtroom while Connie Sullivan, Esq. admits to impersonating a Journalist with help from an assistant.  
Yeah, it went sorta like this: 

Although she withdrew in front of the judge, she is still trying to save face among her peers, claiming I forged emails, etc. and even implies that she may take me to court for this.  Well, Connie - if you're reading this (and I know you are considering your obsession with my blog) - BRING. IT. ON.  
You and I both know that this would only vindicate me.
I will be delighted to allow any phone, email, or web hosting provider to release ANY original records of our correspondence.  

I'll have to write more pertaining to this later.  It is exhausting to document this timeline now that I've had to do it several times.  This particular blog only served as the temporary home of my below website while this matter was litigated.  You may visit the actual website at any of the following links:


For good measure, I was able to have the last word via text:  

  

Friday, May 4, 2012

two birds - one stone

"May you have a lawsuit in which 

you know you are right"

                              - Spanish Gypsy Curse          

Welcome to the temporary home of www.husbandhustling.com, while it is in transition.  


Holy crap, is there a lot to catch you up on...