The first layer of the Code 45* o’ the day is pretty much just a boring weather observation about the approach of Iris. But there’s a bit of interesting backstory to it.

Two seconds of googling tells me Argentina has the highest tax rate, we weren’t even on the list of top 25.

Damn those Canuck bastards with their “sorrys”.

Donald keeps turning off his baby monitor, so Ivanka needs to drop in to make sure he’s not getting into trouble on his own.

“As mayor, what I would like to discourage is assembly,” Barnette said.

“Protests are confrontational, they’re chaotic, they scare people. I believe there’s a better way to express yourselves.”

Yeah, let’s be honest, she’s at minimum Third Daughter.

Also, quite the publicist who thinks that she need to explain to Harper’s Bazaar what NYFW means.

I need to tattoo “Do not read the comments!” on my hand to remind myself not to scroll down for idiocy and heartlessness.

PRO-PANE ACCESSORIES, I TELL YA H’WHAT

As a prostitute “model” who used to work illegally in the US on her tourist via I’m sure Melania Trump will be used to keister some items out:

As I said elsewhere this weekend, the next occupant of the White House is going to be shocked to find no furnishings and all the copper wire ripped out of the walls.

Mmmm...moluments.

Fixed

Donnie is gonna be pissed when he finds out that he is not allowed to keep the gifts:

Looked for the Slim Pickens shot riding the bomb but this one seemed more maga-appropriate.