TFW the doctor’s office calls, texts, e-mails, and sends so many mychart messages that you’d rather stay home sick instead of having the ass ridden that hard about an appointment.

I was in the hotel breakfast bar before work this morning. CNN en Español was on the TV with the sound turned down, so I entertained myself by reading the captions and the crawler bar.

It was pitched at even a lower level than I expected. It was totally Spanish 101.

CÑÑ while I was nibbling on my hotel waffle:

— cyber attacks up 49% in the Americas

— most organizations in Mexico have received at least one ransomware attack

— something about China cracking down on dissidents

— a little segment from Mark Zuckerberg and Meta

In other words, same shit different language. I don’t know why anybody would waste their time with that network in any language except for entertainment purposes. It was, however, nice to watch a little TV without a segment on that proxy war.

There’s something about gold trim on a car that can mean the driver is detached in some way. I don’t know why.

Coming back from Elon this morning, I wanted to take the two-lane back roads rather than getting on the Interstate.

A big fat Lincoln with gold trim turned in front of me and I had to stand on the brakes. It was a lot of very slow miles until our ways parted. It went so slow I could literally count the ripples on the wheel covers glimmering in the sunlight.

Other vehicles known to have slow detached drivers:

— any older Lexus

— sub compact pickups like Chevy S10 and Ford Ranger

Extra points off the pickups if the driver is smoking, has on a straw hat, or the truck is a brand that no longer exists, like Datsun.

You might as well pull off and take a break.

Born To Dance (1936).

That’s Jimmy Stewart (center) and Buddy Ebsen (right).

They should just… kiss. It would forever improve The Beverly Hillbillies for me.