TBoneTX

More seriously: Become an "A" student of the entire legal-immigration process. Make plans (in accordance with various approval-timing factors) for your beneficiary to hit the ground running upon arrival. For perspective, see this thread about my own K-1 process: http://www.visajourney.com/forums/topic/410945-k-1-journey-completed/

Watch Mixed Martial Arts and (1) live vicariously and (2) pretend that the losers are cavalier USCIS employees.

He's bald, see man, and we're not, see and no man.

I especially like the Cyber one. True. In medicine, ever hear of "repeat surgery"?

That's great! Gracias for the update. If so, good. I remember when Mrs. T-B. was quite pregnant with the future Mini-Bone, and we'd had a traumatic trip back with hosed flight arrangements, and the female CBP agent (in a foul mood) gave us lip. I was one step away from telling her that Mrs. T-B. held a future U.S. citizen who would be more American than was she, the CBP agent requesting that the shift supervisor join us. Regarding stress, avoid going aysheep beforehand without reason, but be prepared to use the magic words that resolve many situations everywhere: "May we speak with your supervisor now, please?"

Sounds like you picked a good one.

That has to have been staged. Good grief.

Yee-HAAAAA! Q.v. above. Let's see: She did well, so it was well-done. Got it, first try!

Read the thread.

He'd better be your husband... kidding. Because it isn't the real answer. See the link just above for the truth!

Welcome to the forum! Others' advice here may differ from mine, which follows: The key question is, did you write USCIS to withdraw the previous petition? It sounds like you didn't. If this petition was approved and no one followed up (setting a consular interview for a visa, e.g.), it eventually died. Contact your U.S. Congressman's D.C. office and work with the "immigration liaison" there. That liaison can probably learn from USCIS if anything became of the earlier petition. Why are you concerned about a finding of fraud? --- Thread is moved from the "AOS from WS&T Visas" main forum to the CR-1 Process forum.

Here is your emergency study guide! http://www.visajourney.com/forums/topic/382775-mrs-t-b-the-citizenship-test/

This dude says it all, in spades. Three thumbs up! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The hypocrisy of the West's weepers for the Islamic Republic I almost feel sorry for the left. For today they're going to have to pretend to give a damn about Iranian life despite having ignored the slaughter of thousands of Iranians by the demented Islamic regime literally just last month. They're going to have to take to social media and cry 'Oh no, Iranians might die', despite having said nothing when Iranians did die in their thousands at the hands of the theocratic tyrants who rule over them. They're going to be forced, by events, to make a spectacle of their own depthless hypocrisy, to expose to the world the cant and outright inhumanity that too often fuels what passes for 'anti-imperialism' these days. It's happening already. No sooner had the US and Israel launched airstrikes against regime targets inside Iran than the anti-war left was fuming all over the internet. They're raging against these 'rogue states' that have declared war not only on Iran but on 'the whole world'. It's an 'illegal war of aggression', they say. 'It's US imperialist aggression', they cry. Early reports that there have been small numbers of civilian casualties have got them hollering about 'murder'. So it's murder when Iranian innocents tragically die as a result of war but not a big deal when Iranian innocents are intentionally butchered by Islamist monsters who loathe them for wanting freedom? Protests are already being planned. There's an 'emergency protest' outside Downing St today. 'Hands off Iran' is the rallying cry. I'll say it: if you didn't say 'Hands off Iran's dissidents' during the revolution of the past two months, then I don't want to hear a damn word from you about the striking of the regime. [...] https://www.spiked-online.com/2026/02/28/the-nauseating-hypocrisy-of-the-wests-weepers-for-the-islamic-republic/

Overdue.

HOW TO DRIVE IN HOUSTON 1. Traffic signals: Green means go. Yellow means go faster. Red means 3 more cars. 2. The morning rush hour is from 5 am to noon. The evening rush hour is from noon to 8 pm. Friday's rush hour starts on Thursday morning. 3. The minimum acceptable speed on I-45 is 80 mph. On 99 and 69, your speed is expected to at least match the highway number. If you drive 60 mph, it had better be only in a car wash. 4. Forget the traffic rules that you learned elsewhere. Houston has its own version of traffic rules. For example, Ferraris and Lamborghinis owned by sports stars go first at a 4-way stop. Cars/trucks with the loudest muffler go second. The trucks with the biggest tires go third. The HOV lanes are really designed just for the slow Louisianans passing through who are used to hogging the left lane everywhere. 5. If you actually stop at a yellow light or stop sign, you will be rear-ended, cussed out, and possibly shot. Unless there is a police cruiser nearby. 6. Never honk at anyone. Ever. Seriously. It's another offense that can get you shot. 7. Road construction is permanent and continuous. Detour barrels are moved around for your entertainment pleasure during the middle of the night to make the next day's driving a bit more exciting. Generally, city roads other than the main streets have more potholes and bumps (usually speed bumps) than most dirt roads in the countryside. 8. Watch carefully for road hazards such as armadillos, drunks, ladders, possums, skunks, dogs, barrels, cones, furniture, cats, mattresses, shredded tires, squirrels, rabbits, crows, and spools rolling down I-10 and I-610 South Loop. 9. Be aware that spellings of street names may change from block to block. 610 may be South Loop West, East Loop South, etc. 10. If someone actually has his turn-signal on, wave him to the shoulder immediately to let him know that it has been accidentally activated. 11. If you are in the left lane and driving only 75 mph in a 65-mph or 55-mph zone, you are considered a road hazard and will be "flipped off" accordingly, and possibly shot. If you return the flip, you will be shot. 12. MOST IMPORTANT: If you get lost, look for I-45 -- then you are somewhere in Houston.

Really have to hand it to you. The bonus is that you'll forget all about your hand.

Some of the ramps and exits are so new that only the newest GPS will give you correct info.

Thrilling Monday report, see man: First time in ages that we didn't have to arise at o'dark-Many to take Mini-B. to skool or skoolbus, amazing man. However, and despite HSM, we awoke fully 2 hours before alarm, consequent to hip pain, man. Breakfast/lunch was 2 turkey sandwiches, ingest out-of-cheese we man man. Made MRI caucus on time, punctual we man. Waited half an hour beyond stated caucus time to be called in, eyeroll we man. Tech tried to ask us the same metallic question that we'd answered by phone & online, cut him off we man. First MRI was of shoulder, shoulder the blame we man. This half-hour was not too bad, no man. They then inserted us feet-first for hip MRI, dunno why man. We were in agony from back pain, had to try to lie flat man. We were striving not to cough from the constant Arctic gale blowing in our face, straight up nostrils man. We completed this half-hour too, that was plenty man. We could not stand up until we did various back-stretches/exercises, locked up & painful man. We could barely limp out of there, lame excuse therefor man. We did take with us several large plastic "patient's possessions here" bags, they must pay penance man. We somehow long-walked ourself to the T-B.-mobile, dazed we man. People were looking at us curiously, either we were yelling in pain or limping like a drunk man. Mini-B. had just beaten us to the casa, arrive first wee man then we man man. Of course we had to service his demanding sister, Treat/Dry-food/Wet-food Me Daddy miu man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. soon came to retrieve him, unusual availability man. She told us that she has several boyfriend prospects, one from her recent cruise man. She gave us a dirty look when we asked if he were a Rojo, hee hee hee man. Din-din was MTG, ingest out-of-peas we man man. After ex-Mrs.-T-B. & Mini-B. left, we noted that Mini-B. had left his skool badge behind, man. This meant that we would have to deliver it, man. We first attempted a siesta, much-needed man. We left phone in other room with door closed to prevent interrupted zzz, necessary protocol man. Miu was asleep on other half of our bed, OK but had to leave door open man. Of course, Mama T-B. called twice and Uncle T-B. called once, and completely hosed siesta man. Mama T-B. wanted to know MRI results, man. We told her that they weren't in yet and we would tell her when they were, man. "Well, often they have a radiologist on the other side of the wall reading them right away, si man," man. We dragged our carcass to deliver Mini-B.'s badge, dirty glare we man to wee man man. Went to supermarket for several items, shop we man. We were limping so badly that people were staring, lean on basket basket-case we man. We procured and will try the sliced Swiss cheese that we found, interesting change man. Cleaned miu's box, changed A/C filter, and curbsided garbage/recycling, industrious we man. We suspect that we were yelling every time we bent down or took a step, ow man. We're getting sick of climbing stairs while leading only with one leg, tedious and tiresome man. If MRI isn't clear, we shall insist on a diagnostic anesthetic-only shot in the actual [censored] #### [censored] ##### trigger point, not everything is a joint you damned blinders-on doctor man. That whole hospital system seems to forget that, at least Many% of the time, the patient will tell them the diagnosis, man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. We have one brief errand Tuesday if we are to procure a discount, F$WM. Otherwise, we shall and must focus on Mama T-B.'s taxes, please man. We shall spend the balance of this Monday contemplating which HSM bedtime meds to pop, party-animal we man. And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.

We are still spittin' mad at the Clinton FDA for banning Seldane, man. Foto of cedar-kicked mam ma'am behind now, si and see mam ma'am! You get off your cedar-kicked behind and do some real work NOW, si mam ma'am! Bad lazy indolent mam ma'am! Bad, BAD lazy LAZY indolent INDOLENT mam ma'am!

We are too hip to be replaced, si and see and Bro G man. And no one is as hip as we are, no man. And our hip trouble screams lateral, such as gluteus medius* or something trochanteric*, si man. *English-only outside the regional forums, si man! Reported!!!!!

What hasn't changed is the continuous roadwork on I-45.

Two suggestions: 1. Violent physical exercise 2. Begin drinking immediately and heavily

If the reporter got to keep his job for flouting management.

Equally likely that they'll release him and honor him for adhering to cultural norms. That seems to be a pattern.

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