Accompanied by my wonderful wife, I dutifully and promptly arrived at 2:45 PM for my 3 PM appointment with my gastroenterology practice. The problem is the appointment was actually scheduled for 2 PM.
This would NEVER have happened to me even five years ago, but aging has taken a toll on my mental acuity. My mistake means I did not get updated amylase and lipase levels. As for another appointment, since the next available one wasn’t until the last week in February, and I’m having imaging before then, I chose not to make another appointment.
As a salve to our battered egos and psyches we drove all over town looking to get donuts, but the Krispy Kreme and Dunkin shops were all closed by this time. We found a Fry’s supermarket (Fry’s is owned by Kroger) and bought three donuts from the bakery, two for me and one for my wonderful wife. (Our donuts were very good, by the way.) I mean, I expected to hear I now have a normal lipase level, which would mean a resumption of a normal diet. For me, that includes an occasional, and only occasional, donut. By the way, today is–supposedly–National Glazed Donut Day. One of the two donuts I ate yesterday was glazed while the other was a chocolate frosted.
The death of legendary guitarist Jeff Beck also makes me feel old (and sad). Musical iconoclast that I am, my affinity for Beck does not stem from his work with the Yardbirds, but from the recordings shown below.
Of course the name of the recording on the right, Blow by Blow, is obscured by glare. In any event, it is the recording on the left, Wired, that I still listen to on a regular basis and that was my introduction to Beck’s work.
I seem to have read somewhere, although I have not been able to find corroboration recently, that Beck was actually not proud of either recording. Both were commercially successful and, in fact, Blow by Blow was the most successful recording of Beck’s career.
That career led to Beck’s being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame twice, as a member of the Yardbirds in 1992 and as a solo artist in 2009. By the way, Jeff Beck was a gearhead with a particular interest in Ford hot rods and did much of the work on his cars himself.
No, I won’t publish the line from John Donne about for whom the bell tolls. The Grim Reaper is still undefeated.
That is a Lamborghini Huracan Evo. The company just announced an all-time record for annual sales for 2022. How many vehicles did they sell/deliver? Would you believe 9,233? Yep, fewer than 10,000 but still their all-time record.
As a point of reference and definitely using an apples to atom bombs comparison, 2022 calendar year sales of the Ford F Series pickup trucks were 28 percent lower than just four years earlier. How many of these vehicles were sold in 2022? 653,957
Of course, I sometimes regard Lamborghini as just an Audi in a fancier dress. Remember that Lamborghini is part of
Volkswagen AG and that its cars–particularly the Huracan–share some of their architecture with Audi, also a part of the larger group.
Probably because of their association with
Volkswagen, but I don’t lust after modern Lambos. I much prefer Ferrari and Maserati automobiles. Even if my wonderful wife and I win the Mega Millions drawing tomorrow, which would net more than $400 million to a sole winning ticket sold to an Arizona resident, I would not buy a modern Lamborghini. My total lack of desire to drive a car with a standard manual transmission–another concession to age–also means I probably wouldn’t buy one of these:
Of course, this is a Lamborghini Miura, their revolutionary mid-engine sports car built from 1966 to 1973. Even given that relatively long production period, only 764 Miuras were built. Maybe now the fact that 2022’s delivery of 9,233 vehicles was a company record makes more sense.
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Great minds think alike. I would have grabbed a donut too, and Fry’s can certainly hold its own as far as donuts go.
We were also saddened by the death of Beck. Didn’t know he was a gear head. My husband would find that quite interesting as he is a car “connoisseur.” Happy New Year means Barrett Jackson is on the calendar.
Thanks for joining the conversation. My wonderful wife and I will be attending the Barrett-Jackson Scottsdale auction after all, although for the first time not as bidders and not with VIP credentials.
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We love it. And although I am not a car person per se, I love the stories, the history, the culture, and taking photos. My husband loves all of it! Happy New Year.
Quoting a Rolling Stones song: “What a drag it is getting old.”
My memory also keeps failing me, it can be really embarrassing sometimes.
I agree with you, modern Lambos never caught my attention, but the Miura is a beauty. Recently I learned the car is a total “lemon.”
Thanks for sharing. I don’t know if the Miura is a total lemon, but as mid-engine cars were not yet common early cars had a few issues and the beautiful nose on the Miura was not aerodynamically sound leading to the front of the car lifting at high speeds.
Sorry about your appointment, but it is bullshit that your doctor’s office would not at least order the blood work. They probably charged you for the missed appointment I bet.
Thanks, Doc. The NP I was supposed to see was allegedly busy with other patients and had not pre-ordered the labs. One of the two receptionists at the office was a complete asshole. When I can, I will try to find another GI practice.
Don’t know if I’ve been charged for the missed visit, but I will not pay that bill.
“but aging has taken a toll on my mental acuity.”
I think any of us in our seventh decade of shuffling around this spinning rock, can identify with this. I know over the last few years, I have come to depend more on my smartphone to keep track of appointments, travel schedules and even general “to-do” lists.
When I do forget something, I explain it this way:
I’m old and my brain is full. To put in new information, I’ll have to remove older information. That older information might be something important. Things like, “put pants on before going outside.” 😦
I think you have it, DDM. Storage is full (and declining) and new info isn’t readily absorbed.
The only age related joke I know is this: Two things happen to you when you turn 40. One is your memory goes and I don’t remember the other one.
Let it be known that I have to quote that frequently.
Good luck finding a wise, knowledgeable doctor to replace any you have to dump due to incompetent office staff. Any more the regulators, lawyers, bean counters and insurance companies are forcing the good doctors out and the remainder to conduct medicine by checklist. Rant over.
Thanks, Philip. The problem with replacing my current GI practice is that few, if any, alternatives exist. It’s often not the practitioners, but the support staff who are the obstacles.
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