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The other day Jerry Seinfeld was on Kelly Clarkson’s show and they were talking Pop Tarts and said they both loved Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop Tarts and toasting them. Kelly said she goes straight for the toaster oven and Carlos said:

“Brown sugar in a toaster oven?”

“Not brown sugar, but a Brown Sugar Pop Tart.”

“I don’t know what that is …”

“You’ve never had a Pop Tart?”

“I’ve never even heard of them.”

Carlos has never had pop tarts … Twenty-four years in and I’m just finding this out now?

This Tuxedo & Friends Memory is from June 2016

“In Hot Cats On TV News …

It looks like Tuxedo is auditioning for Corpse # 4 on an upcoming episode of Major Crimes.

Meanwhile Ozzo will be playing Rip Van Winkle at Doggy Day Care, with MaxGoldberg in the audience. Consuelo Roca-Jones, Miss Jones to you, will be watching it all from her spot in the balcony.”

This mélange of pets always makes me smile.

Maybe I'm a tad confused but this doesn't look like the invitation to Barron’s graduation. Could it be Vonshitzinpants lied?

Yesterday Mocow Marge called up the resolution to oust Mike Johnson from the role of House Speaker and both sides of the aisle, in a rare display of bipartisanship booed Marge as she called up the resolution.

Even better—because it shows Marge to be woefully out of her depth—as she recited the measure, Republicans lined up on the House floor to shake Johnson’s hand and pat him on the back. Then they voted 359-43-7 to table Greene’s motion to vacate because, well, she’s Putin's Puppet.

Sunday morning we woke up to no power in the house. It had been raining all night, but I didn’t hear any wind or thunder so we couldn’t figure out how we were in the dark.

Carlos called the City of Camden to report the outage while I opened the blinds in the living room. I saw a utility truck on the road in front of the house next door and just then the power came back on. Then one of the utility workers came down our driveway so I met him at our front door:

“Y’all got power back on.”

“Yes, it just now came on. What happened?”

“One of the pines came down on the wire.”

“Oh, from the neighbor’s house.”

“Nope, it was y’all’s tree.”

I asked him to keep that info under his hat!

Sidenote: we had big winds roll through here last night and lost power again but I made sure we were not to blame this time!

Elizabeth Pipko, a MAGAt-loving bikini model is suiting up to support Hair Furor as a new RNC spokesperson:

“The things he’s been through have been unreal. A lot of people look at what he’s up against every day and see his real character.”

Oh Liz, stay in your lane because if you’re an RNC spokesperson, the RNC appears to be rebranding itself as an Only Fans account.

I am not a fan of the fanny pack, but I’m thinking that if this is the way you want to wear one, I might change my mind.

At the start of the same week a damning docuseries about his alleged sexual abuse is set to premiere, actor Kevin Spacey has offered up his endorsement for “loyal friend” Robert F. Kennedy Jr.’s long-shot 2024 presidential bid.

Seriously. I don’t know which is more cringey … Spacey’s support or RFK’s anti-vax looney-toon candidacy.

Asking for a friend … if you’re someone who bleaches their asshole, why don’t you call it ‘changing your ringtone’?

This is Danny Kluczny, a German model … not a social media influencer, or actor or singer or dancer, but just a model, so, Would You Hit It?

Architecture Wednesday: The Castle

This Art Nouveau Castle sits on almost two acres of gardens and landscape in Los Angeles, California. Built in 1924 by celebrated architect A.F. Leicht this 5,500 square foot, five bedroom and seven bathroom grand art nouveau mansion, with a separate studio and guest apartment can be yours for the low price of $9,885,000.

That’s right! For under $10 million you can have panoramic city views from downtown LA to the Pacific Ocean and indescribable interior details such as Egyptian-inspired geometric pillars and repeating arched passageways overlooked by curving gilded ceilings. There is a majestic two-story living room, an octagonal lounge-study with endless windows surveying the private acreage, arched passageways, gilded ceilings, turret rooms, and a stone staircase rising from the entry hall 26 feet and higher to the observation tower which opens to an expansive roof terrace that echoes the nearby Griffith Observatory for views, altitude and drama. Private bedroom suites provide separate comfort and are perfectly arranged for guests or family enjoyment.

A gated motorcourt and porte-cochere lead to separate garage, studio and guest apartment while meandering pathways guide you to the gardens, a basketball court, and an immense 2nd flat lot with the potential to create more living space or construct a residential destination to enhance the inspired compound setting.

Known locally as “The Castle” it has been home to a long list of celebrity owners including Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers, actor John Philip Law, John Getty from the J. Paul Getty oil fortune, and tenants such as Bob Dylan, Andy Warhol, and The Velvet Underground.

If you ever felt the need to live in a castle—and who hasn’t—this is your chance to scrape up less than ten million dollars and become the king, or queen, of your own magnificent palace.

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