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Fascinating! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Susie Wiles brings calm to Trump admin — helping the president rack up wins Donald Trump calls her the "Ice Maiden." But in person, the very private White House chief of staff, Susie Wiles, is warm and hospitable — as long as you don't cross her. She didn't become the most powerful woman in the world without a determined glint in her eye that can silence the most spirited cabinet member. Wiles, 68, has brought a sense of order and calm to Trump's second presidency, which has given him the space to notch up wins at breakneck speed. In a rare interview on our new podcast, "Pod Force One," she explained how she does it. "I gave a piece of advice to myself when I started this job," she told us this week in her large, sunny office in the West Wing, down the hall from the Oval Office. [...] https://nypost.com/2025/07/09/opinion/miranda-devine-susie-wiles-brings-calm-to-trump-adminhelping-the-president-rack-up-wins/

Thrilling Thursday report, see man: We set the alarm for Many (2x2x2 -1) hours but awoke after only half that, Bro G. already merrily Walmarting man. As we lay in bed, leg/hip felt good, promising man. After we arose, leg/hip sucked, unpromising man. Miu was frantic for miu-breakfast, we having sneaked upstairs without serving nightly din-din #2 man. As we limped downstairs, we encountered something plastic, what could it be man. Miu had found a cookie in a plastic container in our office and had dragged it to stairway bottom, ravenous miu man. We serviced miu, mollified miu man. Fed miu miu-lunch before heading for Mama T-B.'s old casa, miu-lesson learned man. Lunch was vegetable (!!?) lasagna, garlic bread, green salad, and sugar-free yellow muffin*, ingest we man. *we didn't and still don't see the point of including this, highly unexciting man We up-boxed more than 2 Manyzen games that Mama T-B. had played with young Mini-B., sigh man. Found Many (2x2x2x2 +1) more books squirreled away, another trip to Half-Price Books man. Found more glass items and large candles, never seen so much stuff stowed away man. We obtained a flatbed dolly from downstairs, transport the Many (2+2+1) heavy boxes man. Loaded them straight into the T-B.-mobile and returned the dolly, sweat like illegitimate male child we man. Went to Half-Price Books first, sell we man. We were Many'th in line behind sellers who had Many,000 books apiece, and we man. We wanted to wait in order to donate rejects along with other stuff, reason we man. We off-cooled for nearly an hour, nice break but minutes are precious man. HPB took Many (2x2x2 +1) books, more than half man. The payout was $Many ($2+2) + half-of-half a buck, cheap they man. At least future buyers will be happy, reason we man. Donated stuff at favorite small thrift shop, second consecutive day man. Again had to unload stuff ourself, donation guy still fizzically restricted man. We were sweating like an illegitimate male child and limping lamely, lame we man. It was as though no meat-tenderizer at all had been injected into us yesterday, all used up man. Went into store and got pants for Uncle T-B. at half-price, financially savvy we man. Went to hardware store for more boxes, got 2 man. Cashieresses agreed to publicize the availability of Mama T-B.'s furniture for us, fingers crossed man. Went to liquor store for more boxes, got Many (2+2+2) man. Headed back to Mama T-B.'s old casa, return like MacArthur we man. Stopped at Walgreens to retrieve Uncle T-B.'s prescriptions, Many of them man. Brought boxes upstairs in stages, sweat and ow ow ow OW OW we man. Returned to T-B.-mobile and called Uncle T-B., call senior he man we man. Drove around complex and delivered the meds, appreciative senior he man man. Gave Uncle T-B. new pants, thrilled senior he man. Uncle T-B. genuinely pained at situation faced by Mama T-B., loving brother he man. Uncle T-B. served us a canned Dr Pepper, thirstily ingest and hose glucose/A1c we man. Reminded him that Urbano the Ecu would help to bring Mama T-B.'s mattress on Sunday, deliver he man. Din-din was from Subway**, ingest in Mama T-B.'s old unit we man. **bought WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man Just then, Mama T-B. texted to learn whether we were appearing today, text senior she man we man. She needed a voided check to begin autopay of new-place expenses, plus other stuff man. We arrived, abided her grousing, and folded all her linens to her precise specifications, man. Mama T-B. criticized our time-management, we'll see how it turns out man. Returned to casa after Many-&-a-half hours (2x2x2 + half an hour) out, long day man. Rather restrained miu demanded soft din-din, kibble, treats, and attention, ignored bored miu man. Took shower, highly necessary man. Contemplated siesta but got calls from Aunt T-B. & Mama T-B., yak yak yak YAK YAK man. Arranged with Jesús the Lawn Texican to do our yardwork this weekend, practicality overcomes cheapness man. Heard back from regular doctor, on vacation he man. He appears willing to Rx us Tylenol Many (2+1) or something similarly helpful, a boon if so man. He wants to shoot our hip joint with meat-tenderizer when he returns, whee and glee man. However, it won't be till next week, no man. What a great birthday present steroids should be, Major Food Group man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. We have itineraried 2 ESs for Friday, probably attend only one we man. We intend to tackle Mama T-B.'s purses & shoes on Friday, offensively tackle we man. We'll probably also return many stockpiled items to Walmart, find carefully filed receipts*** for them first man. *** Mama T-B. files every receipt in a monthly envelope, man And that was/is our thrilling Thursday, report we man.

Poo is more effective than eggs, si man.

Some of the wisest words ever on VJ: Your success throughout this process depends on your ability to read carefully, interpret literally, and answer completely and honestly.

Violent physical exercise is a BIG help.

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Many CBP agents are in a foul mood and are looking to nail somebody. The magic words are, "May we involve your shift supervisor now, please?"

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They never stop... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Former White House Doctor Denies Ever Knowing A 'Joe Biden' WASHINGTON, D.C. — Former White House Physician Dr. Kevin O'Connor, who served from 2020-2024, testified this morning that he has never known any person by the name of "Joe Biden." The House of Representatives asked Dr. O'Connor to testify as to whether he had ever been instructed to lie about former President Biden's health and mental fitness, but Dr. O'Connor simply explained that he had never heard of anyone called "Joe Biden" or "President Biden" in his life. "Never heard of the guy, sorry," said Dr. O'Connor. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/former-white-house-doctor-denies-ever-knowing-a-joe-biden

After TSA Policy Change, Production Finally Resumes At Crazy Mohammed's Shoe Bomb Factory DAMASCUS — Following the announcement by the Transportation Security Administration that the policy requiring airline passengers to remove their footwear at airport checkpoints was being lifted, news broke that production had finally resumed at Crazy Mohammed's Shoe Bomb Factory. The company had been struggling to stay in business since December 2001, when Richard Reid attempted to detonate a shoe bomb on board a passenger flight, resulting in tighter security measures that required passengers to remove their shoes for screening. Crazy Mohammed Al-Badawi, founder and president of Crazy Mohammed's, said the policy change came just in time. "We're back in business, boys!" Al-Badawi told his staff. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/after-tsa-policy-change-production-finally-resumes-at-crazy-mohammeds-shoe-bomb-factory

TSA Announces Passengers No Longer Have To Remove Their Shoes Before Being Fondled SPRINGFIELD, VA — The Transport Security Agency has officially announced that passengers will no longer have to remove their shoes before being publicly fondled. According to acting administrator Ha Nguyen McNeill, the agency had concluded that asking patients to take off their shoes before being groped was time-consuming and unnecessary. "No one likes waiting to be fondled — we totally feel you," McNeill told reporters. "That's why, in the interest of [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/tsa-announces-passengers-no-longer-have-to-remove-their-shoes-before-being-fondled

7 Totally Plausible Explanations For What Happened To The Epstein List On Pam Bondi's Desk Attorney General Pam Bondi is in hot water today after the Epstein list that was "on her desk" a few months ago somehow went missing. Before you start attacking Bondi though, consider these seven totally reasonable explanations for what might have happened: [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/7-totally-plausible-explanations-for-what-happened-to-that-epstein-list-on-pam-bondis-desk

'There Is No Epstein Client List,' Say Epstein's Clients WORLD — Concerned citizens of nations around the world breathed a collective sigh of relief this week, as the individuals who comprised Jeffrey Epstein's client list assured everyone that there was no Epstein client list. After years of speculation about the names that could be present on the list of people who were involved in Epstein's alleged global human trafficking ring, the matter was finally settled by the people on the list issuing a joint statement denying the existence of the list. "The list that our names are on does not exist," said a representative of the people named on the list. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/there-is-no-epstein-client-list-say-epsteins-clients

Pastor Gently Informs Worship Leader That The 'Thunderstruck' Riff Is Not An Appropriate Intro For 'Great Is Thy Faithfulness' COLUMBUS, OH — Pastor Weyland Benjamins of Mt. Olivet Baptist Church was forced to gently reprimand the church's worship leader yesterday by informing him that the "Thunderstruck" riff is not an appropriate intro to "Great Is Thy Faithfulness." As Pastor Benjamin put it, Angus Young's iconic, sizzling opening riff from AC/DC's song "Thunderstruck" was "somewhat lacking in reverence" and failed to help prepare the congregation's hearts for worship. "Now look here, Jesse," Pastor Benjamin said kindly, putting his arm around the crestfallen worship leader. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/pastor-gently-informs-worship-leader-that-the-thunderstruck-riff-is-not-an-appropriate-intro-for-great-is-thy-faithfulness

Chicken report from Ontarklar now, see and cluck man! Negligent Ontarklar! Negligent, NEGLIGENT Ontarklar!

It sounds so. You can relax. It seems unusual to be called. Around 99.44% of the time, such calls are scams. In that light, maybe it was a boon that he forgot about it. Anyway, all's well that ends well.

Welcome back, SM ma'am!

Doing it yourself is most straightforward, presuming that you have the time and capacity. Your ability to read accurately, interpret literally, and answer completely & honestly is your key to success. A happy medium between DIY and hiring a lawyer is to work with an immigration consultant. Perhaps our very best (and I have no conflict of interest here) is an official VJ Partner: Consider contacting them.

Nor "Wash-the-Car" or "Clean-Up-Your-Room," as a guess.

Thrilling Wednesday-on-Thursday report, see man: We awoke at o'dark-Many to be first in line at Urgent Care, inject or prescript we man. We were first in line, si man. We were first to enter, si man. We were first to receive, complete, and submit our paperwork, si man. We were first to be exam-roomed, si man. We were triaged, wait for 2 or Many other patients to be seen man. The doc did sympathize with our predicament, as always she man. She agreed with our desire not to keep popping prednisone, Major Food Group harms adrenal gland man. She unfortunately couldn't Rx Tylenol Many (2+1) or any other narcotic, man. She did have her nooser shoot us up with a steroid + kill-painer, don't drink beer or we'll leak man. The kill-paining result was immediate, we man. We went from there to Half-Price Books, prevented Tuesday by nonstop monsooning man. We gingerly juggled Many (2+1) boxes on their stupid little cart, inadequate transport man. About a yard from the door, it began monsooning, partially soaked we man. We kept the books dry, box flaps lowered man. HPB took Many ([2 Manyzen] - 2-1) of Mama T-B.'s books, surprising choices man. This was out of a total of Many (2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2x2 + 2+1) hopefuls, sucks but still almost half man. They gave us $Many ($2x2x2x2x2 -2) for them, oh gosh golly whoopee we're rich man. Of course, the heaviest hardbacks were rejected, our fear man. We fit them all into one box, quite heavy man. By now, it had quit monsooning, quite surprising man. We hurt ourself a little re-trunking the heavy box, and and man. Free lunch at Mama T-B.'s casa ended in 2 minutes, couldn't make it man. Lunch was at BK*, ingest we man. *WUOC, financially savvy we man Went to Mama T-B.'s old casa, return like MacArthur we man. Up-boxed all her fake terraria, plastic-flowers-in-vases, etc., one heavy box man. Up-boxed all brass and brass-possible bookends and trinkets, one heav y box man. Borrowed mail cart from office downstairs, necessity man. We hurt ourself noticeably in on-carting the boxes, and and man. We hurt ourself even more in de-carting/trunking the boxes, ow ow ow OW OW man. Went to metal-buying place, hopeful we man. More than half of what we'd brought was indeed brass, Many (2x2x2 +1) pounds man. They gave us $Many-&-a-half ($2x2x2 +2+2+1 + half a buck), standard rate man. Went to favorite small thrift shop to donate everything remaining, books non-brass terraria man. Our amigo the donation chief was on fizzicle restriction, no use left arm he man. We had to de-trunk all Many (2+1) boxes and balance them on a shopping-cart, no option man. After this, we estimated that we'd lost half + half-of-half the benefit of the morning injections, man. Limped like an illegitimate male child to look in thrift store, both actions mandatory man. Noted that Tuesdays were Everything-Half-Price days, just missed it man. Found no dusters for Mama T-B., nothing man. Found no pants for Uncle T-B., nothing man. Found tupants in our new waist size with proper length, serendipity man. One pants was already half-price, marked down man. Other pants was discounted after we asked, financially savvy we man. We were quite pleased at our $Many ($2x2x2 +2+1) purchase, self-pleased we man. Found a chair for Mama T-B., no time to send foto before store closing man. Might go back for it on Thursday, although Wednesday is half-price furniture day man. Stopped at hardware store for more empty boxes, found 2 we man. Returned to casa utterly exhausted and in almost the usual pain, return pained we man. Serviced demanding miu, service miu we man. Exhausted din-din was Modified Tuna Glop, ingest we man. Took crucial siesta, unmolested we man. Felt in better spirits but not in better body, ow ow ow OW OW man. Half an hour before Costco closed, decided to go for a crucial item, decide we man. Returned with 2 items, disciplined restrained we man. Stopped at Mama T-B.'s old casa to drop empty boxes and look unsuccessfully for kill-painers, oh well man. Returned to casa, somehow limped upstairs, and took much-needed shower, wow man. Perhaps we did accomplish stuff today, possibly accomplished we man. However, we need some Heap-HSM that we don't currently have, pessimistic we man. No party with the rubias, cavorting off the table for we man man. Various calls, cleaning/packing, and visit to Mama T-B. for Thursday, itinerary we man. And that was/is our thrilling Wednesday, report we man.

Observations on driving in Texas: 1. 60 mph is the speed at which we go through a car wash. 2. Green means go, yellow means go faster, and red means 3 more cars. 3. Stoplights timed at 45 mph are also timed at 90.

I wonder whether the offender's defense lawyer could make the case that the law wasn't in effect during the time the ticketing cop took to observe, clock, and pursue the offender.

She's right.

Y ma'am, I had that same article saved to post, and you beat me by 10 hours.