Cal.E.'s Korner

markmiller323
1 hour ago
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d.: Well, it’s cold. The wind chill is 24 degrees in Southeast Texas. That may not be cold to people from the North, but Houston is noted for heat and humidity, not wind chills. Add freezing rain and sleet to the wind chill, and it’s a good day to stay inside. I’ll find something to do inside…I should study, and I will, as soon as I look at my emails, and my accounts for Facebook, Instagram, X, What’s App., and, oh, I should study and forget about them. That’s what Trey

does when he’s taking classes, he pauses his social media, and he made the dean’s list last semester.

Hmm…This email says that I have all but one of the qualifications for my project for nursing school complete, but this one was rejected. I sent it in as a single file, two files, and a combined file. I’ve asked my whole family for help, as well as my advisor, but no one knows what this file needs to be accepted, and it’s due tomorrow. I can’t think of anything else to do, so I’ll ask for an extension. I like to hedge my bets, though, so I’ll call the most powerful cat I know. (ring). I have his number stored on my ultra modern communication device.

Tux. Oh, hi, d.c., how’s it going? Not bad, T. How is your training for your next WACKO cat fight going?

Tux. Okay, I suppose. I’m in my taper now because the fight is less than two weeks away. I only ran ten miles this morning, worked on the speed bag for thirty minutes and then the heavy bag for another one-half hour. Then, I lifted weights.

I got my training done early because Cal.E. says that we don’t spend enough time together.

d.: Is that what you two are doing now? I don’t want to intrude on y’alls private time.

Tux.: No, she went to the store. She said that she would try to be home before it gets dark. She doesn’t like driving after the sun goes down. Maybe she left because I haven't taken a shower yet after my workout.

d.: Oh, then, do you have a few minutes to talk?

Tux: Sure.

d.: Well, you helped me before with my problem, but now, We Care As Little As Possible (and sometimes less than that) is saying that I submitted a file in the wrong format.

I have submitted it several times in every format I’m familiar with. I know it’s Sunday, but could you call someone tomorrow like you did last time I asked you to?

Tux. I’ll call them right now. I have their number stored in my contacts on my phone. Give me five minutes and I’ll call you back.

d.: Okay, thanks.

Four minutes and fifty-nine seconds later….

d.: (ring) Hi, T., that was fast! What’s the good word?

Tux. I don’t like to throw my weight around, but I dropped my name since this problem needs to be solved quickly.

d.: So, what did they say when you told them that you were the six-time World Association of Cat-fighting and knowledge of Ornithology heavyweight champion of the world:

Tucker Tucker Two, a.ka. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by your one-time BFF, business partner with the Triple T Cartel and former WACKO Cat Fighting Tag-Team partner and now chief WACKO nemesis and mortal enemy, The Original Triple T, Tom the Tabby)?