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Sometimes I’m a dick. Oh, I don’t mean to be, but my sarcastic sense of humor comes into play and … I’m a dick.

Case in point: with Carlos’ eyesight getting worse, he has chosen to stop playing with the local community band. He’s found a couple of other people to play with, at hospitals and churches around town, and that’s a better thing for him. But this past weekend our community band was having it’s Christmas concert and since Carlos wasn’t playing he asked if I still wanted to go. I said Yes, especially because I could sit in the audience with him.

The morning of the concert, I sarcastically asked what time he wanted me to drop him off; he said we didn’t have to go if I didn’t want to, but I said I was kidding and of course we were going. I spoke to my Dad that day and told him we were going; I was doing chores and making Spicy Asian Chicken and Rice soup that we could have after the concert. I planned on getting the soup all done, then letting it simmer from 3 until 3:45, before the concert, and then it would be ready to eat when we got home.

At 3PM, I set the soup to simmer and walked back to the office where Carlos was working on the computer, and said, again, ‘What time do you want me to drop you off?’ He turned around and said, ‘You don’t want to go, so we won’t go.’

“I do want to go, I was just kidding. I’m gonna take a shower and we can leave about 3:45.”

“The concert starts right now.”

Yes, I had screwed up the times, and then made stupid jokes all day about not going, and now it looked like I was doing it on purpose. I told Carlos I wasn’t showering; I was going to jeans-and-ball-cap it and we’d go.

Long story short: we were about 10 minutes late but saw most of the concert and had a really wonderful time.

Lesson learned: don’t be a dick unless you absolutely, positively, have the times right…or maybe don’t be a dick, period?

Yeah, that won’t happen.

Tuxedo is amazed at the way Republican politicians like Banks seem to lie so easily, and without batting an eye.

Las Vegas Raiders defensive end Carl Nassib, left,  isn’t shy about being the first out gay player in the NFL. He donated $100,000 to The Trevor Project organization and has now created custom cleats for football players as part of the NFL’s My Cause My Cleats campaign. The program gives NFL players the ability to design custom cleats supporting a charitable cause or organization of their choosing, and Nassib’s  custom cleats highlight The Trevor Project, featuring the colors of the Pride flag along the laces, along with The Trevor Project logo, the organization’s suicide prevention lifeline [1-866-488-7386] and the message “Protect LGBTQ+ Lives.”

Good on him for standing in his truth. And good on Cleveland Browns fullback Johnny Stanton, right, a self-described LGBTQ ally, who wore Nassib’s cleats when the Browns played the Raiders and Nassib was sidelined with a knee injury.

It looks like former Minneapolis Police Officer, and convicted murderer, Derek Chauvin will be pleading guilty to violating George Floyd ’s civil rights. The federal docket entry shows a hearing has been scheduled for Chauvin to change his current not guilty plea in the case.

Good; you’re guilty.

James and Jennifer Crumbley, the complicit parents of Oxford High School shooter Ethan Crumbley will have no influence, and no insight, into their son’s criminal case or life in the near term.

According to his court-appointed lawyer, Paulette Michel Loftin, Crumbley and his parents are deliberately estranged, and Loftin does not plan to cooperate with the parents’ legal team despite a long tradition of attorneys following formal and informal agreements to share information.

Lovely family.

Senator Rand Paul of Kentucky has begged President Biden for expeditious federal relief aid to victims of a deadly 200-mile tornado that struck his state last week.

This is the same Rand Paul who, in 2017, was one of 17 GOP senators to oppose an emergency $15.3 billion federal relief bill for victims of Hurricane Harvey. This is the same Rand Paul who, in 2013, was one of 31 GOP senators who voted against a $50.5 billion relief aid package for Hurricane Sandy.

Pandering fucking hypocrite.

Anne Rice, author of “Interview with the Vampire” and so many other novels, passed away over the weekend due to complications from a stroke.; she was 80.

I met her at Tower Books in Sacramento during the last century when she was signing books; I brought several and was told she would only sign one. When I got up to the desk she remarked at the handful of hardcover books I had and said:

“Set ‘em down, I’ve got a lot of signing to do.”

And she signed every single one.

RIP.

Alex Jones, the loon who claimed the Sandy Hook School shooting, where children were murdered, was a hoax, is now claiming that President Biden used, ahem, “weather machines” to spawn those tornadoes in Kentucky:

“So, they just think you’re stupid and they don’t want you knowing they are doing all of this, and they’ve got carbon systems they are putting in … that are sucking carbon dioxide out of the air when it’s a trace gas that we need … That’s why plants and animals were so much bigger and healthier.

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[The] question is, did [Joe] Biden last February, this year, order the power turned off in Texas. They did officially; they wouldn’t let them up the power. Now, we know that. So the question is did they use weather weapons to cause the tornadoes? That’s a legitimate question to ask.”

Wait, so now Sleepy Joe, can’t stay awake Joe, suffering from dementia Joe, too old to govern so he’s the face of a shadow government Joe, has built “weather weapons”?

Bitch. Please.

We’ve all done stupid things to get out of something we didn’t want to do but a 50-year-old man from Italy has taken the top prize when he bought a prosthetic arm to avoid getting a COVID-19 shot.

The man—whose name is being withheld—went through all the formalities at the clinic, and health workers did not notice his fake appendage until she touched it. She asked the man to remove his shirt, and immediately realized he had been wearing a faux limb.

I mean, c’mon, he paid for a fake limb to avoid getting a free shot? Are they sure he wasn’t an American loon on holiday?

This week in Would You Hit It we feature Brazilian actor and model, Arthur Sales—born Arthur Sales Gouveia. That’s all you get, so Would You Hit It?