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No Carlos story, but a funny story about a repairman.

Last Friday our oven stopped working; wouldn’t heat up or would take far too long to reach the desired temperature. So Carlos calls a guy we know who has repaired appliances in the past; he doesn’t work weekends but Monday morning he called early to say he’d be out at 9AM.

On the dot he shows up and heads into the kitchen, and as I enter the room he is walking to the refrigerator and opening the freezer door, and says to me:

“What’s the trouble here?”

And I say:

“That’s not the oven.”

Man, he was embarrassed, because his second call that morning was for an ice maker that wasn’t working; he turned all shades of red and so I said:

“If you want something to eat just ask.”

He didn’t, but he laughed and then he did get the oven back up and running for a mere sixty bucks.

This Tuxedo Memory is from September 13, 2015:

“I Can't With This Cat ... Tuxedo Kills Me

First off, what's with the 'Don't shoot,' pose?

And then why does he always lay down like he's trying out for the US Luge team for the next Winter Olympics?”

That boy knew how to pose down the house!

I have seen this sign at our local recycling center ever since we bought our home, but this last weekend I finally took out the phone and snapped a picture.

First off: FlATTEN? Why all caps except for the “L”? And CARDboarD? What does that mean? And then to add to the confusion, “Squished, STOMPEd, etc etc etc.”

It boggles the mind.

House Oversight Committee Chairman James Comer was all about impeaching Joe Biden; so much so that he even had a book deal at the ready to make some coins off the impeachments. And just last week when asked about the impeachment evidence he said, “Wait and see.”

And now he’s saying, “I give up.”

After 15 months of coming up short in proving his claims against Biden, Comer recently told one of his GOP colleagues that he was ready to be “done with” the impeachment inquiry.

Cuz there’s no there, there.

As Taylor Swift accepted the Grammy Award in February for best pop vocal album she told the crowd that she had a new album, “The Tortured Poets Department,” coming in April.

First off, “tortured” poet? Bitch please. It's billionairess bitching about mean boys.

Anyway … she spent a lot of the album dogging her last two boyfriends—pre-Travis Kelce—even though she claimed she was never happier; seriously, while dating Matt Healey she declared she was the “happiest” she’d ever been. And now she sings about him in a song called “The Smallest man In The World.”

Here’s the deal: sing about all your old boyfriend if it sells your albums, but admit you are also to blame for the breakup because it don’t happen alone. And pay attention, Travis, because if history teaches us anything, it’s that your songs will be coming sooner rather than later.

Okay, I am all about interesting and different clothing, but whoever came up with these shorts needs a good smackdown. What in the ever-loving culotte-drapery hell is going on here?

And then these flip-flops … unless you’re leaving a trail for people looking for dick, maybe rethink your footwear?

Well, well, well … dozens of migrants that Florida Governor, and Head Gogo Dancer, Ron DeSantis tricked into flying from Texas to Martha’s Vineyard  for a $615,000 taxpayer funded political stunty, have now been granted visa as human trafficking  victims of Ron DeSantis.

This is Leon Nieuwoudt, a model and actor and realtor … really, realtor? Whatever he might be the question remains: Would You Hit It?