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Mar. 10th, 2026 07:00 am
Me: "C'mon, [Regular], you gotta go. You know you've been trespassed."
Regular: "I left my credit card in [Restaurant]."
Me: "I don't care; you can't be here."

Me: "C'mon, [Regular], you gotta go. You know you've been trespassed."
Regular: "I left my credit card in [Restaurant]."
Me: "I don't care; you can't be here."

The great Texas organist and accordionist died this weekend:
Born in San Antonio in May 1940, Meyers rose to prominence in the 1960s as a founding member of the Sir Douglas Quintet alongside longtime friend Doug Sahm. The band gained national attention during the British Invasion era, when many listeners mistakenly believed the Texas group was from England.
“Everybody thought they were from Britain,” recalled Henry Pena. “When they got there, they saw a bunch of kids from Texas and said, ‘What’s going on here?’ Well, we’re here already, you might as well let us play.”
Meyers became widely recognized for his signature use of the Vox Continental organ and his ability to blend rock, conjunto and Tex-Mex influences into a sound that became uniquely tied to South Texas.
With the Sir Douglas Quintet, Meyers helped produce several enduring hits, including “Mendocino,” “Velma from Selma,” “Nuevo Laredo” and the iconic, “(Hey Baby) Qué Pasó.”
“San Antonio is missing him now,” Pena said. “We’ve got to pay homage to him because he was a hero for all of us here in the music industry – a big contributor.”
In the 1990s, Meyers co-founded the Grammy-winning supergroup Texas Tornados with Tex-Mex stars Flaco Jiménez and Freddy Fender, further cementing his legacy in the genre.
Accordionist Santiago Jiménez Jr., brother of Flaco Jiménez, remembered Meyers as both a gifted musician and a generous friend.
“We lost a friend, a musician, an icon,” Jiménez said.
Friends and colleagues also described Meyers as humble despite his fame. Treviño said the musician was frequently recognized in public but never turned away fans.
In addition to his two great bands, he was also a signature instrumentalist on Dylan’s two greatest post-1980 albums. R.I.P.
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Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day for March 10, 2026 is:
mea culpa \may-uh-KOOL-puh\ noun
The noun mea culpa is used for a formal acknowledgment of personal fault or error.
// The podcast host's mea culpa did little to satisfy those who found the episode deeply offensive.
Examples:
"... his apology was the best public mea culpa of this century. ... It was delivered without hesitation, qualification or blame shifting." — John Mosig, The Age (Melbourne, Australia), 24 Oct. 2025
Did you know?
Mea culpa means "through my fault" in Latin. Said by itself, it's an exclamation of apology or remorse that is used to mean "It was my fault" or "I apologize." Mea culpa is also a noun, however. A newspaper might issue a mea culpa for printing inaccurate information, or a politician might give a speech making mea culpas for past wrongdoings. Mea culpa is one of many English terms that come from the Latin culpa, meaning "guilt." Some other examples are culpable ("meriting condemnation or blame especially as wrong or harmful"), culprit ("one guilty of a crime or a fault"), and exculpate ("to clear from alleged fault or guilt").
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Manager: *To me.* "Bring them out these two mediums instead and explain that they're getting considerably more pizza for the same price."
Me: "Sure thing."
I get to this one guy's house, and after explaining it to him:
Customer: "So… where's my discount?"

In the immediate years after the talkie era began, Mervyn LeRoy was about as big as it got as a director. He was just pushing out content through the early 30s, multiple films a year. Since they were usually only about an hour long and this was normal in the silent era, this isn’t that surprising, even if it was to change soon. The films are a bit mixed, though the best (Gold Diggers of 1933) are pretty great. He was willing to push the envelope at times as well, not so much with sex, but with realistic portrayals of life when the subject matter met the film. One of the better examples is 1932’s Three on a Match. This isn’t a perfect film. It’s supposed to be about three classmates in a late 1910s-early 1920s New York public school, one rich, one smart but poor, one a sex-crazed disaster.
They grow up. They meet again in 1931 after years apart. Bette Davis plays the smart but poor one. She is just working a regular job. The weakness of the film is casting Davis but giving her nothing at all to do, so it’s disappointing on that front. Joan Blondell is the sex-crazed disaster who has found her way being a showgirl and has gotten her shit together after time in reform school. Ann Dvorak is the rich girl, who is now an unhappy rich wife. It’s really the Dvorak show and somewhat the Blondell show. For Dvorak, rich and married but unhappy, throws her life away for some loser and becomes what is clearly but not actually stated a heroin addict who loses her son. The husband, played by a very boring Warren William makes me want to leave him too.
What makes this film work is Dvorak’s descent portrayed so well (she is good at playing rich and maybe isn’t quite so well playing dope fiend, but is good enough) and then Blondell, who is awesome in every role she played in the 30s. Seriously, I think Joan Blondell is one of the great all-time Hollywood figures. She made every film she was in better. She could wise crack with the best of them, she could play poor and clawing your way up great, she had the looks, the voice, the whole thing. Just a very good actor. Also, the film has a very young Humphrey Bogart in a small role as a gangster enforcer and of course he could do that very well.
Unfortunately, Dvorak’s character’s kid plays a key role here and like every child actor from the 30s, I largely wish he had been murdered early in the film. These kids were directed to this saccharine and annoying cuteness. Yeah, I’m an asshole, I don’t care. Somehow child acting has improved so much since the 60s. Thank God for that. This film could really use Macaulay Culkin or someone like that.
So the film is uneven, but really quite solid, even if Davis’ role was way smaller than it could have been. Absolutely worth your time.
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Client: "That new woman you sent over! She's a busybody! She's getting too much into my business!"
Me: "The home health aide, [Name], who was assigned last week?"
Client: "Yes! Her! She got into my fridge and threw away all my jams!"
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Some cats seem convinced they are the official security team of the house. They pick a good spot by the window and keep track of everything happening outside. People walking by, birds landing on a fence, a car door shutting down the street. It all gets logged in the tiny cat brain. From that window post they watch the whole neighborhood like a very serious guard who takes their job extremely seriously.
Inside the house, the patrol continues. Cats wander from room to room like they're checking that everything is still in its proper place. A grocery bag gets a full inspection. A cardboard box becomes an instant watchtower. Even something as simple as someone opening a cabinet can trigger a full investigation. Guests are handled with the same level of attention. A cat will sit nearby, staring quietly like it's deciding whether this new hooman has been properly approved.
Of course, the security team runs on a flexible schedule. Long naps in sunbeams are an important part of the routine. After all, it takes energy to monitor the house all day. But the moment something interesting happens, they're awake and back on duty. Every little noise gets attention. Every movement gets noticed. Living with a cat means there is always a tiny guard somewhere nearby keeping watch over the whole place.


Andy Ogles, whose name and character were both rejected by Armando Iannucci for being too obvious, is always around to show the id of MAGA:
Rep. Andy Ogles said on Monday that Muslims have no place in America, an Islamophobic attack from a sitting member of Congress.
“Muslims don’t belong in American society. Pluralism is a lie,” the Tennessee Republican posted Monday morning on X.
It is not the first bigoted social media post Ogles has made.
He has also said that “America and Islam are incompatible,” and has introduced legislation to halt immigration from Muslim-majority nations.
A spokesperson for Ogles referred POLITICO to an interview the member of Congress did with Fox News following a shooting in Austin, Texas, in which he said that “mass Islamic immigration, legal or illegal, has transformed America and brought destructive consequences.”
Ogles’ post comes as Republicans gather in Florida for their annual retreat and could serve as a distraction as the party seeks to hash out its agenda ahead of the midterms.
Spokespeople for the offices of the top three House Republicans — Speaker Mike Johnson, Majority Leader Steve Scalise and Majority Whip Tom Emmer — did not immediately respond to requests for comment.
House Minority Leader Hakeem Jeffries said in a post that Ogles is “a malignant clown and pathological liar who has fabricated his whole life story.”
“Disgusting Islamophobes like you do not belong in Congress or in civilized society,” Jeffries added.
Ogles’ legislation, the Halt Immigration from Countries with Inadequate Verification Capabilities Act, would amend the Immigration and Nationality Act by refusing admission to immigrants from some majority-Muslim countries like Iran, Libya and Syria. North Korea, Venezuela and Yemen are also named in the bill, which does make exceptions for U.S. citizens.
“E pluribus unum” is so un-American! I can’t wait for John Roberts to hold that there is absolutely no evidence of racial animus behind the Halt Immigration from Countries with Inadequate Verification Capabilities Act.
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Fran: "He had his three-month probation review at the end of the day yesterday, and it didn’t go well. [Supervisor] told him that the company was going to let him go."
Me: "Oh, okay. That’s too b—"
Fran: "I’m not finished."
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Customer: "Hmph! Well, you certainly don't look very happy to be here."
Me: *Putting on a smile.* "Sorry about that; my face must have relaxed."
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For the past two years, this shy porch cat has slowly become part of the routine. She lived outside, but she always knew where to find food, shelter, and a familiar pair of humans who cared about her. A small house on the porch, daily meals, and the occasional visit indoors helped build a fragile but meaningful trust over time. She's always been cautious and quick to hide, but she kept coming back.
When it came time to move to an upstairs apartment, there was a small test. Food was placed at the top of the stairs during her usual feeding time. To everyone's surprise, she followed and even stepped inside to explore the new place for a moment. That small step felt like a sign that maybe she was ready for something more.
After trapping her and bringing her to the vet for a checkup, it turned out she had already been spayed as part of a TNR program. Now she's settling into a temporary crate space while she adjusts to indoor life. It's a big change for a cat who is used to having the entire outdoors as her territory, so it's no surprise that she's feeling unsure and keeping to herself right now.
But the fact that she relied on this home for food, shelter, and even brought the occasional "gift" says a lot. Trust like that takes time. With patience, quiet space, and plenty of care, this porch cat may slowly realize that she's already right where she belongs.