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This story gives insight into how simply some of these operations are conceived. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Border Patrol finds 14 people in hidden compartment inside box truck at checkpoint Three people accused of smuggling people illegally present in the country were arrested at the Falfurrias checkpoint after they loaded 14 people into a hidden compartment inside a box truck in Hidalgo County. Yolanda Faye Wright, Jose Enrrique Murillo-Aguilar, Allan Michel Diaz-Cruz are charged with conspiracy to transport people from a location in Hidalgo County to a location in Brooks County by means of vehicle, according to a criminal complaint. At around 5 a.m. on Wednesday, a white International box truck driven by Wright arrived at the Falfurrias Border Patrol immigration checkpoint. When asked what she was hauling, Wright responded that she was hauling tires and provided a handwritten receipt for the cargo which was locked with a padlock. [...] https://myrgv.com/local-news/2026/01/16/border-patrol-finds-14-people-in-hidden-compartment-inside-box-truck-at-checkpoint/

Thrilling Sunday-on-Monday report, see man: No siesta all day on a Sunday, man. We had just swung our carcass from bed when Mama T-B. called, voicemail it we man. She called Many (2+2) -- si man, Many (2+2) -- MORE times, voicemail all we man. It took nearly half an hour to de-voicemail all those, man. In 2 of them, she said, "Don't call us, no man -- COME, si man," si and no man. We unwillingly prepped our carcass to visit, si man. Then ex-Mrs.-T-B. called, call ex-she man we man man. "Why don't you call your mom, huh man? She's worried that you're dead, si man," man. We texted Mama T-B., see man: "Coming now, si man. Do not call, no man," si and no man. Our blood pressure was not to be measured at this point, no man. We arrived, and Mama T-B. aysheeped at us, see man: "Why didn't you call, huh man?", si man. We said nothing, still seething we man man. We caddied her weekly pills and did her other stuff with minimal comment, si man. Feeder-lady arrived with lunch, si man. Mama T-B. said to give her the fruit and give lunch to us*, si man. *in direct contradiction to voicemailed orders to us NOT to arrive during lunch, man. Lunch was hamburger steak, mashed potatoes, and sliced carrots, ingest we man. Visit lasted almost an hour, short man. Mama T-B. said to call her even if she tells us not to, man. Mini-B. was up when we returned, minor miracle man. For lunch, Mini-B. consumed RTG, ingest wee man. He then helped us change 2 beds, minor miracle man. NFL game was watched, watch and lament result Two Guys man. Beyond all hope, Many (2+2+1) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. This attained our minimum weekly quota of Many (2x2x2 +2) bowls, sucked it out at last minute man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. arrived after a business meeting, end of Two Guys week man. Mini-B. agreed that it was a pretty good Two Guys week, Two Guys man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. reported that orange mini-miu loved our gifted miu-brush, accurate we man. We used new gas dryer for our Many (2+1) LLs, inaugural use man. It's a real regression, return to Neolithic Era man. Old electric dryer let us decide when a load was "just dry" with a continuous timer, si man. New dryer forces intervention (extra cycles, checking, tweaking) because it removed that control, sigh man. Calling this "efficiency" is mostly about energy compliance and liability, not better outcomes, si and no man. So, no man — this is not technological progress for the user, no man. It's progress for regulators, manufacturers, and energy metrics, at the expense of predictability and autonomy, si and sigh and man. Din-din was scoop-cheaps (Aldi) and salsa (Costco), ingest we man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Monday plans include probable return of "new" electric dryer, hi and bye man. We must dish the warsher, too exhausted today man. We should also visit Costco or Costco Business Center, couple of Major Food Groups needed man. We absolutely must restock entire lower fridge-shelf with Powerade Zero grape, tired of lousy Gatorade Zero we man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

It was Many degrees, si and see and by your own admission man. Sounds like you two need to be ensconced in an orchid greenhouse or somewhere, si man.

Sunday! Time for our Official Weekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== PEDRO THE QUOTE MASTER It was the first day of school and a new student, Pedro, the son of a Mexican telecom tycoon, entered the fourth grade. The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American history. Who said 'Give me Liberty, or give me Death?'" She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Pedro, who had his hand up. "Patrick Henry, 1775." "Very good! Now, who said "Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth'?" Again, no response except from Pedro: "Abraham Lincoln, 1863," said Pedro. The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed. Pedro, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do. She heard a loud whisper: "Screw the Mexicans." "Who said that?" she demanded. Pedro put his hand up. "Jim Bowie, 1836." At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke." The teacher glared and asked, "All right! Now, who said that?" Pedro said, "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991." Now furious, another student yelled, "Oh, yeah? Suck this!" Pedro jumped out of his chair waving his hand and shouting to the teacher, "Bill Clinton to Monica Lewinski, 1997!" Now, with almost a mob hysteria, someone said, "You little brat. If you say anything else, I'll kill you." Pedro frantically yelled at the top of his voice, "Gary Condit to Chandra Levy, 2001." The teacher fainted, and as the class gathered around her on the floor, someone said, "Oh, poop -- we're in BIG trouble now!" Pedro whispered, "Saddam Hussein, 2003."

You got it! You're welcome, and good luck with your AOS. --- Thread is moved from the K-1 Process forum to the "AOS from K Visas" Process forum -- OP is at that stage.

Thrilling Saturday report, see man: We let Mini-B. zzz until half an hour before noon, birthday-zzz wee man man. Lunch was 2 PB&J sandwiches each, ingest Two Guys man. No GS-/ES-ing was even thinkable, forget it man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. procured cupcakes and said that we should all go visit Mama T-B., gang invasion man. We got there shortly after 1 p.m., gang invasion man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. chauffeured us, surprisingly safely, so Bro G.'s rubia remains the worst-driverette champ man. We let Mama T-B. give Mini-B. the birthday card + $ that we'd procured on her behalf, si man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. helped fix Mama T-B.'s phone, big point of aysheep behavior man. Everything went well until we attempted to load Mama T-B.'s weekly pills, mandatory for today man. Mama T-B. went aysheep and said "now is not the time, no man," si and no man man. We reminded her that this was the chief and mandatory point of the visit, si man. Mama T-B. went even more aysheep and ex-Mrs.-T-B. stopped us, man. Mama T-B. threw us out of the room, sigh and bye man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. and Mini-B. exited in tears several minutes later, sigh man. We were afraid that the day was hosed, sigh man. However, Mini-B. found funny cat videos on the drive back, si man. We returned to the casa and did card/gift openings, pleased wee man man. We had stuff for him and for our grandson the cute and orange mini-miu man. This visit lasted 2 hours, si man. During this time and over several hours, Mama T-B. phoned us Many (2x2x2 +1) -- si man, Many (2x2x2 +1) -- times, man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. & Mini-B. heard every word, Many00% aysheep man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. tried to hide her shock when we said that this was not unusual, si and no man. We think that she now has a better understanding of what we're subjected to, si and sigh man. We decided to siesta, exhausted we man. We zzz'd but had a vivid nightmare, see man: Mama T-B. had a mansion-sized apartment that we were to vacate, deja vu man. We nonstopped at this for 2 full weeks, si man. We finally took a bathroom break, luxury man. During this, an estate co. came in and took all that we had boxed/packed, si man. We chased them on foot for miles, fruitlessly man. We reported this to Mama T-B. and she went Many,000% aysheep at us, sigh man. Not only that, but Uncle T-B. voicemailed us during said siesta, never fails man. At Many (2+2+2) p.m., ex-Mrs.-T-B. showed up again, reappear ex-she man man. We'd left it up to Mini-B. to pick a birthday restaurant, discretionary wee man man. He wanted to watch an NBA game, televised man. He therefore wanted us to retrieve a 'za and ingest it at the casa, well OK man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. drove us to the 'za emporium, si man. We retrieved an extra-large 'roni 'za plus a club sandwich for her, paid for by we man man. We and Mini-B. consumed said 'za in its entirety, ingest Two Guys man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. consumed most of her large sandwich, semi-ingest ex-she man man. NBA game was watched, most of it pretty good man. We dozed off during part of it, zzz we man. Surprisingly, ex-Mrs.-T-B. did NOT zzz, almost a sure bet that she always will do so man. Game ended and ex-Mrs.-T-B. left, long birthday time spent man. Mini-B. gamed with amigo thereafter and is slowly prepping to embed himself, pretty good birthday man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Mandatory visit to Mama T-B. on Sunday that could have been handled Saturday, man. Many (2+1) laundry loads in rehooked warsher & new dryer, should be here to supervise same we man. NFL game in afternoon, watch Two Guys man. And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.

The temperature in Chicago, Kansas, and Florida is Many degrees, issue settled man. If the shoe fits, si mam ma'am...

He wanted to get Physical. May he experience same during a life sentence in prison.

Congratulations!

What wildbug says. In addition, the visa could be refused on the grounds that she intends to fill a role that a U.S. citizen could perform (home health care, or similar).

Very helpful response, Kristin -- thank you!

One place to find it is on the NOA2 paper.

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Comments about this issue? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pennsylvania dairy farmers celebrate the Whole Milk Act HARRISBURG, Pennsylvania — When word reached the dairy farmers gathered at the Pennsylvania Farm Show that President Donald Trump had signed the Whole Milk for Healthy Kids Act, cheers echoed through the cavernous 24-acre complex packed with farmers, thousands of attendees, and even a few goats, cows, and horses. No one was more exuberant at the news than Dave Smith, executive director of the Pennsylvania Dairymen's Association, a trade group founded in the late 19th century that supports and advocates the state's largest agricultural sector: dairy farming. Less than 10 minutes before the announcement, Smith had been telling me that getting whole milk back into schools was dairy farmers' biggest challenge and worry. That calm composure vanished as soon as word began to spread. "This is incredible news," Smith said. "I, and many others, have been working on the whole milk thing for many, many years, and this is meaningful for us in the dairy industry." [...] https://www.washingtonexaminer.com/opinion/4421495/pennsylvania-dairy-farmers-celebrate-whole-milk-act/

I could be completely wrong. Others will be along.

Thrilling Friday non-GS/ES report, see man: Awoke with hip-injection site on fire, ow ow OW OW OW man. Breakfasted/skoolbused Mini-B., ultra-groggy we man. Beautiful warm weather (in the Manys), Texas weather Many man. Dryer delivery was first on their route, fortuitous we man. They arrived at half-of-half till Many (2x2x2) a.m., si man. They unhooked warshing machine, enable dryer access man. They moved returnable electric dryer into living room, move they man. They installed gas dryer, proficient process man. They agreed to use our existing semirigid vent coil, $aving$ man. They replaced/rehooked warshing machine, proficient process man. They tested gas dryer, all appears well man. They left at Many (2x2x2x2 +2+2) after Many (2x2x2) a.m., under an hour man. If warshing machine wasn't hosed (no pun intended, hee hee man), we're in business, relief man. We groggily prepped ourself for GS-ing/ES-ing, should have siesta'd first we man man. Mama T-B. then called, ultra-aysheep senior she man man. She couldn't get access to her e-mail with her phone, something hosed man. We told her to restart phone again, ignored by aysheep sehior she man man. In her condition/position, every little thing is a catastrophic crisis, must remember we man. We should have breakfasted/lunched ourself before setting forth, sigh man. We should also have ingested a kill-paining product, injection site intolerable man. Nevertheless, we persisted, intrepid we man. Lunch was Many (2+2) cheeseburgers at BK, no coupon used financially unsavvy we man. The cost was almost exactly like a chickenburger + fries + drink WUOC, oh well man. These cheeseburgers approached the size of sliders, not as bad as McDonalds man. We were quite full after ingestation, really needed siesta we man. We remember fondly when we could consume Many (2+2+2+1) -- si man, Many (2x2x2 -1) full-sized cheeseburgers when we were younger, reminisce we man. After final ES, Mama T-B. called, still-aysheep senior she man man. We texted ex-Mrs.-T-B. to contact her, phone-knowledgeable ex-she man man. We were overdue to get our hairs cut, hirsute we man. We found a location of our usual chain place, find we man. We were accepted as a walk-in right before online check-inners arrived, timing is everything man. We got our hairs cut, all of them man. So long to last month's Mexican cut-hairing job, always tugs at us to lose those man. We were dead and with aching hip, distinctly overdo everything we man. Went to Dollar-Plus-Half-of-Half-a-Dollar Tree for birthday cards, necessary man. Went to Worst Buy to return unused semirigid vent coil, F$WM. Returned to casa to service demanding miu, Where Were You Daddy huh man man. Showered, standard after all cut-hairings man. Siesta'd like a dead thing for about 2 hours, dead we man. Retrieved Mini-B. from ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa. retrieve we man wee man man. Din-din was Costco angusburgers + r'br, traditional Friday din-din ingest Two Guys man. No news from HOA, no visible progress man. Project manager eager for updates, must schedule crews man. No movie night, Mini-B. gaming with amigo man. Estranged Aunt T-B.'s former noosering-home sent us some of her mail, open we man. Two of the Many (2+1) pieces were "insufficient fund" letters from bank, delinquent payments man. We will file these in our 'walk-away" file, ain't gonna touch that estate NO man man. We dare any lawyer to try to call us the personal representative of the estate, just try it man. 👊 No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Mini-B.'s birthday Saturday, Many years old wee man man. Might take him to see Mama T-B., we must visit her anyway man. Might do birthday stuff Sunday, rather nebulous man. Mini-B. to caucus with amigos on Monday, mall or basketball man. We uninterestedly see a GS and Many (2+2+1) potential ESs for Saturday, none look exciting man. Weather supposed to begin sucking again, cold for next week at least man. And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

Friday GS/ES report, see man: We actually itineraried 2 GSs and 2 ESs, itinerary and attend we man. The first ES held potential but yielded nothing, si and no man. The GSs and second ES yielded nothing, no man. We were skunked, skunked we man man. Total = $0

P-Math numbers are 0, 1, 2, and Many, si and see and man. You may precise your temperature as (ahem, harrumph): 1. Many (2x2x2x2x2 + 2+2+2) degrees; or as 2. Many (Many [2+1] Manyzen + 2) degrees, consider yourself edjumuhcated man. Snow is fat water, si and see and man!

Wonderful! Keep us apprised.

Interview letter. Others will confirm this.

The President Receives a Historic Gift [...] The Venezuelan opposition leader, on behalf of her people, gave the president her Nobel Peace Prize. Not a replica. The real thing. Since the meeting was purposely kept private, I wasn't sure that a photo would surface, but one got out, and as of late Thursday night, both the White House and Machado have shared it on social media. [...] https://pjmedia.com/sarah-anderson/2026/01/15/the-president-receives-a-historic-gift-n4948365

This is concise and quite elegant. Thoughts on it? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Greenland, USA Europe is in a dither over the U.S. president's ousting of Venezuela's socialist dictator. Heads of state hastily assembled in London to discuss Danish Prime Minister Mette Frederiksen's call to arms to safeguard her nation's imperial ambitions in Greenland. "We need to step up in Europe, we need a stronger and resolute Europe standing increasingly in its own right, capable of defending and promoting Europe and the European interests," she said. Ms. Frederiksen insists that U.S. seizure of Greenland would implicate NATO treaty obligations and compel members to defend Copenhagen's claim to the vast territory 2,200 miles away. If there was any doubt that Trump derangement syndrome is a malady that belongs in the official manual of psychological disorders, then this should put it to rest. Ms. Frederiksen's allies are indulging the fiction that NATO would exist without U.S. taxpayers. We not only [...] https://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2026/jan/13/editorial-greenland-usa/

A relief, indeed! Congratulations!

Great separate post -- congratulations!