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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.

This is an example of why it's unwise to plan to fly to the U.S. on the last day or two of your visa's validity. Another example is linked toward the bottom of the article. Leave time for unplanned events! https://www.yahoo.com/news/delta-passengers-were-stranded-tiny-152751408.html

Wednesday! Time for our Semiofficial Semiweekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY Before we work on artificial intelligence, why don't we do something about natural stupidity? I hope that when I inevitably choke to death on gummy bears, people just say that I was killed by bears and leave it at that. Why am I the only naked person at this gender-reveal party? If life shuts a door, open it again. It's a door. That's how they work. Just sold my homing pigeon on eBay for the 22nd time. I went to the paint store to get thinner. It didn't work. I tried to remarry my ex-wife, but she figured out that I was only after my money. There are better things in the world than alcohol, but alcohol sort of compensates for not getting them. Treat your mom to a margarita. You're probably the reason she drinks.

Man Wants However Many Deportations Are Needed For Him To No Longer Have To Press 1 For English MILWAUKEE, WI — Sources close to local man Jackson Trent say he just wants however many deportations are needed for him to no longer have to push 1 for English. "I... can't... take it anymore," Trent told reporters as he waited on hold after pressing "1" for English. "Trump needs to get ICE working harder ASAP." [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/man-wants-however-many-deportations-are-needed-for-him-to-no-longer-have-to-push-1-for-english

Britain's Crackdown on Speech Proves That We Were Right to Fight We may be more technologically advanced in the 21st century, but tyranny has not evolved — it's still awful. Before our independence, colonists were subject to severe penalties for obscure crimes. If you said something less than flattering about a monarch, then you would have been taxed, jailed, or executed, depending on how cantankerous the judge was feeling that day. If a British soldier accused you of mocking the king, his best buddy would back him up, a sham trial would have commenced, and you would be off to prison within 24 hours. The United States of America exists today because a generation of brave and principled people decided our rights come from God, not government. They took up arms (and pens), united against oppression, and broke up with Britain. You'd think after that ordeal (and losing to France) that the British would have done a bit of self-reflecting to determine where they went wrong and make at least some changes. That's a negative, Ghost Rider; they did not. In fact, their tyrannical behavior is even more terrifying today [...] https://pjmedia.com/ashleymccully/2025/07/08/britains-crackdown-on-speech-proves-that-we-were-right-to-fight-n4941547

Finally, but I'll believe it when I see indictments, trials, convictions, and prison time or executions. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ HUGE: Brennan and Comey Under Criminal Investigation for Trump–Russia Hoax Former Obama CIA Director John Brennan and disgraced ex-FBI chief James Comey are now officially under criminal investigation for their roles in the Trump–Russia hoax. According to Justice Department sources who spoke with Fox News Digital, both men are being investigated for potential crimes—including allegedly lying to Congress—stemming from their involvement in one of the most dishonest political smear campaigns in modern history. The case was reportedly kicked into gear by CIA Director John Ratcliffe, who referred evidence of Brennan's misconduct directly to FBI Director Kash Patel for potential prosecution. That referral has now escalated into a full-blown criminal probe—something that should have happened years ago. [...] https://pjmedia.com/matt-margolis/2025/07/08/brennan-and-comey-under-criminal-investigation-for-trumprussia-hoax-n4941563

In addition to putting the idiots in their place, this article is very sensible. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Texas Hill Country River Ghouls Must Be Condemned We go through this virtually every time some tragedy hits. I don’t know about you, but I’m absolutely sick of it. And after what happened in the Texas Hill Country over the July 4 weekend, in which flash flooding claimed a death toll of at least 80 and probably more than 100, many of them children who were at summer camps along the suddenly swollen Guadalupe River, the epidemic of ghoulish behavior among the talking heads and operatives of the Democrat Party and the Left has gone entirely off the rails. What they want you to believe, in a fashion directly related to the immediate cries for infringement on your gun rights every time some deranged creep loses his cool and conducts a mass shooting, is that the hill country flash floods are President Trump’s fault. Why this is purportedly so is an exercise in magical thinking — the logic is little better than that MAGA has insulted the weather gods, and thus the children have suffered. [...] https://spectator.org/the-texas-hill-country-river-ghouls-must-be-condemned/

Several smaller ports would be great for a bridge marriage. In New Mexico, Palomas/Columbus. In Texas, Caseta (downriver from El Paso); Nvo. Progreso (between Reynosa & Matamoros). Larger ports: Ojinaga/Presidio (not as scenic or romantic). Maybe you're closer to Arizona or California. At a smaller port like Columbus or Caseta, your marriage would be the hit of the day for the CBP agents.

You've done it?

Here's another option for marriage:

I again feel like the father in the opening article, thanks Y ma'am.

Mini-Bone tried to teach me Minecraft not long ago. I was distinctly exhausted after just half an hour of it. Mini-B. was surprisingly un-exasperated at my paltry efforts. Still don't understand the rules, moves, or ultimate point of that activity. All I know is that Mini-B. can play it with his amigos absolutely all day long.

Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man. ------- Thrilling Tuesday report, see man: We had a horrible night, toss turn pain sweat we man. After caffeination, made a couple of successful phone calls for Mama T-B., successful we man. Leg/hip still hurting mightily, ow ow ow OW OW man. Intended to go to Mama T-B.'s old place for free lunch, financially savvy we man. However, it began to monsoon like an illegitimate male child, build another Ark man. We wanted to collect empty boxes, so we thought better of trying to rush it we man. Lunch was 2 ham-&-cheese sandwiches, ingest we man. We really, intensely, desperately needed a siesta thereafter but soldiered on, intrepid we man. Went out for boxing when monsoon seemed to let up, pugilistic we man. Got a total of Many (2x2x2 +2) from 2 places, successful we man. Went to Mama T-B.'s old place, reappear there we man. First stop was recycle bins by mailroom, coupon day man. Found updated BK coupons, not full sheets but enough to get us through man. Had long phone caucus with Mama T-B. about what to take or not, some clarity man. Argued about clothes, man. Sent her fotos of decorations, remind senior she man we man man. Agreed about books, start on these we man. Filled Many (2+1) boxes with stuff to pawn for pennies at Half-Price Books, sigh man. Filled another box with expired phone books, etc., sigh man. Saw whole shelf with books written or contributed to by Papa T-B., true scholar man. Saw books with loving inscriptions from pre-Papa T-B. to pre-Mama-T-B., early in marriage man. We are saving every one of those books, family heirlooms man. Papa T-B. was awesome in every way, miss senior he man intensely for almost 2 Manycades we man man. He rarely asked anything of us, led by example man. He did ask one last thing of us, si man. We promised him that we would take good care of Mama T-B., solemn we man. Instead, we yell back at her when she yells at us, wrongful we man. We can't even meet his eyes in the fotos all over Mama T-B.'s old casa, no man. We need to live up to a higher standard, failure we man. It had been monsooning heavily all afternoon, all Arks long ago flooded or warshed away man. Naturally, we had parked the T-B.-mobile in an uncovered visitor's space, man. Our leg/hip was hurting even worse, lame we man man. Drove around to covered entrance where receptionist helped us load book boxes, self-unable we man. Drove around complex to Uncle T-B.'s casa, deliver Rx to senior he man we man. Measured lumpy end-of-life mattress to ensure that Mama T-B.'s can replace it, offered by senior she man. (Ecu handyman has agreed to perform mattress-swap on Sunday, reliable Ecu man.) Inspected new Rollator, delivered earlier in day and quite snazzy man. Uncle T-B. had unboxed and assembled it himself, good at this sort of thing senior he man man. Extricated ourself within just a very few minutes, rare occurrence man. Din-din was Subway*, takeout on way to casa man. *WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man Serviced demanding miu, service miu man we man. We are exhausted and can't walk, like la cucaracha we man man. No party with the rubias tonight, not a prayer of cavorting we man. Plan to appear at Urgent Care first thing Wednesday, sympathetic doc there man. Then to Half-Price Books, get paid peanuts for books man. Miu has dropped a second feather-roller at our feet, expectant miu man. And that was/is our thrilling Tuesday, report we man.

Agree. You answered in good faith according to what you knew at the time. If you've settled the surprise debt, you can relax with a clear conscience.

Hope you've had a good vacation.

Guys, violent physical exercise truly alleviates this stress. If you're punching something, picture a USCIS or consular officer, depending on who has hosed you. This does NOT count as violent physical exercise.

Thread is moved from the IMBRA subforum to the K-1 Process forum. The consular officer at your K-1 interview will be concerned solely with overstays in the U.S., so no worries.