Mark your calendars, the Trump hush money trial is set for Monday April 15 thereby giving Peacock’s Stormy some relevance. The documentary is still as boring as a bad episode of  the OG The Real Housewives of New York. Those are the ones without Bethenny Frankel. Stormy can’t beat Bethenny for reality teevee cred but is nowhere near as awful as Ramona. Who the hell is?

The featured image is a rogue’s gallery of the three principals in the case; two of whom will testify. As to the defendant, bring it on. He’s incapable of speaking for 90 seconds without lying, so bring it on. There is, however, no way the Insult Comedian with a dead nutria atop his head will testify in a criminal case. I can dream, can’t I? I can even shorten his nickname to its original form to accommodate the whole dead nutria pelt thing.

Good on Judge Merchan for not buying Team Trump’s bullshit and bluster. It’s always about bullshit and bluster. It’s the only thing the Kaiser of Chaos does well. He’s a terrible liar. Oy just oy.

The last word this morning nearly went to the Allman Brothers Band, so let’s give them another bite at the proverbial apple: