NO DEAL!!! (Fifth anniversary edition)

"Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny"

- Bruce Springsteen

Hard to believe, but it's been five years since Casey originated the innovative "NO DEAL!" maneuver in contract negotiations.

Reading through that original post, we are struck with how empty it all seems now. At the time it was so bizarre that it had us laughing out loud at the office as we read through the post and the hundreds of comments that followed. Today, jaded by the five years of Casey's ongoing insanity, we still find it amusing, but it's hardly as funny.

Still, it's nice to read through and see comments by some of our old friends like Stephanie J, ratlab, Ogg the Caveman and others who made the blog so interesting way back when.

It's also been interesting to do some research into the whereabouts of the three parties to the NoDeal-dom:

Casey, of course, we know all too much about. He's hiding out, presumably at his parents' new shithole in Antelope, just outside Sacremento. He doesn't appear to have any internet access or at the very least has been maintaining a low profile. The other events of the past five years of his life have been thoroughly documented and we won't bother to list them here.

Joy O'Day pretty much disappeared. An online search suggests that she went back into the real estate biz. There is one YouTube video of a house that she was apparently trying to sell back in 2009 that lists her phone number. And if the music to go along with that video don't make you want to kill something, then you're a far better person than us.

We also turned up this wonder of a video, purporting to promote something called strengthengine.com, which is a website selling something related to fitness. It's not really clear what it's selling, but there is a one-week free trial if anybody wants to sign up and find out. We don't care to provide Joy and her associates with so much as a throwaway email address.

Also, Joy's personal website is nothing more than a generic Arizona MLS search page, with the addition of a picture of a really hot woman who is clearly not Joy. The LLC that did business with Casey -- Tao Realty -- no longer appears to exist.

Erin Morgan, aka "prlinkbiz" has also disappeared off the face of the earth. We wouldn't be shocked if she switched back to her maiden name, or maybe remarried just to get away from the name she had. Because the happy truth is that the name "Erin Morgan" is completely trashed. Virtually everything you can pull up about her in a search is Casey-related, including lots of embarrassing photos, critical Caseypedia articles, nasty comments on EN, etc.

The website she had managed for Robert Kiyosaki, WorkingForRichDad, went dormant some time back. The other website she managed for Kiyosucki's wife, RichWoman.com, has been folded into the greater Kiyosaki empire and no longer has unique content of its own. Erin's previous association with those sleazeballs presumably ended some time back.

There was a No Limits Ladies website for a while, run by the third NLL, Kimber Chin. It no longer exists and instead forwards to Chin's freephotooftheday website. It is unclear why this one exists at all. Chin, like Casey, has also tried her hand at writing really bad e-books, the design of which could be mistaken for Marty Stewart's handiwork. Some believe that Chin is the woman who was photographed in some rather compromising situations with Erin. We aren't sure, but are reproducing one of these photos here, just in case you haven't seen it. Because we like publishing photos of Erin acting stupid.

It is this third and usually unmentioned NLL, the one who was not part of the NO DEAL with Casey, who remains visible. Perhaps that's fitting, as everybody else who has ever had anything to do with Casey has either voluntarily or involuntarily removed themselves from the internet. (OK, except for Nigel.)

At this point, the NO DEAL is irrelevant. Whatever story Casey may have had to sell five years ago is no longer worth much to him or to anybody who may think they have a claim on it. If a movie were to be made or a book written, it could be done easily using the vast quantity of public information available and without involving Casey at all. Realistically, that's not going to happen. What appeared at the time to be a hysterically funny comedy of errors worthy of treatment, is more rightly seen today as the opening act to ongoing national tragedy. Someday we may look back on this and it may seem funny again, but that day is probably far, far off in the future.

The validity of the "No Deal!" legal maneuver has yet to be tested in any court.

And that's the way things are at the mobile FC headquarters, which is currently buried in the snow.

Circling the Wagons?

Neighborhood Dot reports on CI this morning that the Serins seem not to be out completely. The cars are still there, as is Steve's motorcycle. However, the Miata convertible that some haterz believe to be Steve's is no in the driveway up on jacks, with bricks to block the thing from rolling. The motorcycle blocks access towards the front of the house. The Nissan blocks the side.

Seems that they are circling wagons and trying to make it difficult to remove them, or even to approach. How this is going to help against an armed Sheriff's deputy (who knows, maybe even AngelTits' husband???) handing them an eviction notice and telling them they have 24 hours is unclear.

In the meantime, Casey has followed up on the removal of the Island2012 website by removing the serin.us website as well. In the past it was a redirect from his Iamfightingforeclosure (IAFF2) site. All the content, including a classic "bankruptcy is beautiful" post, is now gone. Perhaps a response to the fact that he fought foreclosure and apparently lost.

But none of this should be a surprise. In the past, Casey's standard mode of operation has been to have a lame idea, throw up a website promoting it, dick around for months by going off on ridiculous tangents like trying to avoid foreclosure by drinking fresh juice or cleansing his colon, then realize at the last minute that a wave was crashing in on him, skip town, and quietly remove any of the websites, pictures and other evidence from the web, while whining about needing privacy. Once again, he found a lame idea (mortgage elimination/foreclosure avoidance), tried to portray himself as an expert, failed miserably, and is slinking away.

The difference, this time, is that his lame idea has cost his family their house. They could have kept it, had they not failed to follow through on the terms of their bankruptcy. Now they have both a bankruptcy and a foreclosure on their credit records, and if they aren't out of there fast, they may yet have an eviction recorded against them soon enough. That latter one will make it virtually impossible for them to ever rent a place.

Perhaps Casey isn't going to be the first of the Serins to live in a van by the river?

And that's the way it is here at FalseCasey HQ, where the sun is shining bright.

MyParentsAreFacingForeclosure.com

It looks like the end is near for the Serin family's property-owning days. According to the Sacramento Court records, the Notice of Default on their property has been changed to a Notice of Trustee Sale. This typically means that sometime in the next month the guy in the funny hat outside the courthouse will auction off the Serin home, just as he did with one of Casey's properties way back when.

We're not sure what Casey will do then. There has been very little leaking out about this and his Facebook wall has been invisible for some time. There was some discussion in some circles about the fact that Casey's debt was at least 10% of his parents' obligation, and while there's no real corroborating evidence, that seems about right to us. How it might be impacted by a parental bankruptcy is unclear.

Prior to going blank on Facebook, Casey also alluded to possibly traveling and leaving the country for a while. He was discussing WWOOFing as one possibility of getting to the island of his dreams, and also mentioned something about some guy with big plans for an island resort in Fiji who was going to hire him into a great "opportunity." It's unclear if any of this came together.

What is clear is that the Serin parents will be renters for a long time to come, probably in a more modest home which won't have space for a moocher in his own bedroom. Casey's future looks like it'll involve sleeping on the sofa in some 2-bedroom condo where his parents and younger sister each get a room and he gets told that he can have his own space when he gets a job and pays for it.

For Casey this will be a major disaster. Sleeping on the sofa will mean rising at a normal hour with the rest of the family. It'll mean no late-nite blogging and Facebooking. It'll mean no getting high and acting stupid. And it's now winter, so sleeping in his vansion in the inaccessible snow-covered foothills will no longer be an option.

It sucks to be Casey's family in the best of times. While we have our quibbles with the way they've handled the boi, we do wish them well through their hard times. It sucks even more to be Casey though, but at this point we find it difficult to wish him anything but the roughest of times as he has clearly earned them.

Finally, we wonder how Casey missed the opportunity to start a blog about all this?

And that's the way things are at FalseCasey HQ, where we're late but had to stick around long enough to pass this news along.

Casey Gets Closure

Thanks to some Facebook sleuthing by one of our former acquaintences, we have become aware of Casey's recent desire to have some sort of "closure" with his ex-wife Galina.

You will of course recall that Casey's wife locked him out of their home rented bedrooms in her sister's place when he decided that taking a trip to Australia on about an hour's notice and leaving her penniless with bills to pay was a good idea. After that kind of debacle, most people would have presumed that all roads back were closed and that closure was complete, whether you liked it or not.


But not our boi.


Casey has desperately continued to wear his wedding ring, "the ring of hope" he has called it (the Haterz™ have termed it "the ring of fail™") thus clearly tagging himself as hopelessly hung up and thus unattractive to anybody else who might come along. He's commented repeatedly about getting "the one" back. He started the stupid Millionaire By Christmas blog, which from its very inception seemed designed around the idea of finally making good and thus winning Galina back, as if she were somehow paying attention to his blogs anymore. He blamed his divorce on outsiders "meddling" as rationalization for having been a jerk and then continued to dream that once the outsiders were gone, he could have another chance.


But lately things have changed. It's not clear what's prompted this, but Casey has been talking about moving on and achieving the desired "closure," about two years late. In fact, it made the top of his Christmas Fantasies List for the month. We have an inkling that there may be some other female lurking in the background and that the "closure" was perhaps a result of Casey realizing that there is more than one stupid gullible victim interested girl out there and that his continued pining for somebody who is obviously gone was perhaps not the biggest turn-on for somebody new.


This photo featuring the ring of fail is adeptly photographed on-location at the West Sacramento Ikea store, for reasons we have yet to understand, and is published with some commentary suggesting that a meeting took place with somebody over lunch at the store, leading to final closure:

... closure received. It is FINAL.

... there is a very profound meaning to all of the symbolism depicted. The time has come. I am moving on. Just like that.

... I am just so glad I did not allow anuone to pressure me into moving on before I was ready. I stood my ground, did a good amount of grieving and healing, kept holding on just in case, did everything I felt led to do, kept the door open for a possible reconciliation up untill the last moment. Well the time has come. The meeting over delicious Swedish meatballs at Ikea provided the final confirmation.

However, before moving on, Casey does have the opportunity to remind us what an artistic genius he is as well, and how great the future is for him. We find him continually tough to stomach:

... I would please ask my friends to be gentle with this area. I guess it IS all ultimately pretty funny but the wound is still healing. Thank u. This is the month to tie up all the loose ends and 2010??? I have NNNOOO IDEA what is coming next! The excitement and anticipation is becoming more intense with each day this month of December 2009

... some pieces of art and personal expression need not an explanation nor reason. Only it's creator knows and feels the meaning.

... I already AM an artist as I creatively live my life and express it through all kinds of ways -- from crafting business ventures to playfully blogging my lifestory, capturing the right moment via video/photography, etc. In which way do you express your creative artistic side?

We also can't quite understand the significance of Ikea in all this, though Casey does note that there is great significance to this photo. Did he and Galina buy some important piece of furniture there? Did they love the Swedish meatballs? Does she work there and he stalked her in order to have the conversation? Did he even meet with her, or was it a meeting with Galina's anonymous representative? Very confusing, even to those of us who have watched Casey for a while.

It should be noted that Casey went to great lengths to make this photo as it is. We have obtained the satellite imagery of the West Sacramento Ikea store:

The entrance to the store is in the upper right and that is where most cars are parked. The sign is in the lower left adjacent to the lot that is furthest from the entrance, closest to the loading dock and probably used only by employees or maybe people living inconspicuously in their vans.

To get the photo, Casey would have needed to be somewhere in the red circle adjacent to the sign, as shown in this image. Not a place most people would be, and unless you worked in the store probably not even an area you would normally be particularly aware of. Casey of course has had his reasons for seeking out inconspicuous parking lots in the past year, but we seriously doubt he took this photo there because that's where he's been sleeping.

Casey thinks he's being all cool and artistic and stuff for hiding stupid meanings in bad photographs. We still think he's a jerk, though obviously now a jerk who has achieved closure. Someday maybe he'll achieve a 10 year-old's maturity level.

And that's the way things are here at FalseCasey HQ, where we are hung over.

Buying an Island

Sorry for the recent absence. A family emergency has left one of us unavailable and, well, sometimes you just gotta work to pay the bills, a lesson that maybe Casey can learn.

In any case, not much has happened. The island floated along, then went underground (underwater?) for a few days, then re-emerged with no sponsors and new claims of success.

Casey says he's now in the top page of results for the phrase "Buying an Island." He considers this a great SEO success. We suspect that, given the challenge, Caseypedia is likely to surpass him rather quickly.

Buying an Island, see it now.

And that's the way it is at FalseCasey HQ, where it is raining hard