I’m Getting Old

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.

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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.

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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:

 

Classics Don't Get Much Cooler Than A Fully Restored Lamborghini Miura ...

 

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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Twisting Tuesday

“If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, do we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.”

William Shakespeare, The Merchant Of Venice

 

I have written this famous passage many times in this blog to remind everyone that I am only human. Apparently, I missed a hell of a football game last night as the Baltimore Ravens blew a 14-point lead, saw the reigning league MVP leave the game with cramps, only to have him return and lead the Ravens to a last-second 47-42 win–and season sweep–over divisional rival Cleveland.

Although I am not following football closely anymore, I always enjoy when the Ravens beat the Browns, which is often. The Ravens are 22-4 against the Browns under current Ravens’ head coach John Harbaugh. Why do I enjoy these wins?

One reason is that when I worked for the Padres a young co-worker went ballistic when I showed up at a game wearing a Ravens uniform jersey. She was from Cleveland and a big Browns fan. She was also quite attractive and, how can I write this, quite the tease.

After I resigned from the Padres I received a vulgar card from her about the Ravens and owner Art Modell. What did I do? I watched the Ravens win the Super Bowl the very next season.

I really wanted to rub the Super Bowl win in her face as I wanted to do 12 years later when the Ravens won the Super Bowl again. However, I did not do so on either occasion.

Although I have torpedoed myself by acting impulsively far too often for someone who is supposed to be intelligent, in these instances I did not allow myself to stoop to her level. Still, I am only human.

 

Here is part of a review of a book I co-authored, one about the greatest baseball teams of all time:

 

“Ultimately, the last word in applying logic to a game of art belongs to [me], who notes that “so much of what happens in baseball is just random deviation from an unobservable mean.” To a rational person, that’s poetry.”

 

The review was by Noel Murray and [me] is yours truly. Explain again why baseball, football and the rest of the American job infrastructure have classified me as obsolete. “If you prick us, do we not bleed?” Yes, I wish I could exact revenge against those who refuse to acknowledge the depth of my skills and experience. I’m only human. By the way, that remark about baseball applies to life, in general. What happens is not the only thing that could have happened. Life is a Monte Carlo simulation.

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How many of you have heard of guitarist Jeff Beck? He is one of the most accomplished musicians of the modern era and I am not damning him with faint praise.

Last week while listening to music on my iPhone, his song Diamond Dust” played. (I have the phone shuffle my song list at random.) I had forgotten how much I enjoy that song and have been hearing it in my head ever since. (Of course, I am now hearing the song in my head as I write this.) I have also played it two or three times a day since hearing it at random.

I don’t listen to music as often as I used to and I’m not sure why. However, with almost 800 songs on my phone, if I only listen for 15-20 minutes at a time then I am not going to hear very much of my music library in a day. (I still haven’t found all of my surround sound stereo components, let alone had the stereo connected.)

Here is the link to “Diamond Dust” on Amazon. I have read that Beck is not proud of Blow By Blow, the album on which “Diamond Dust” appears, or Wired, the follow-up to Blow By Blow. Both recordings were enormously successful; Blow By Blow reached No. 4 on the Billboard Top 200 and was certified Platinum by the RIAA. Wired was also certified Platinum.

Anyway…some more insight into how my brain works or doesn’t.

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I am beginning to think that while this will not be in the near future, my wonderful wife’s next car may very well be one of these:

 

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From Auto Evolution a picture of a Ferrari California T. The “T” stands for turbocharged.

Don’t get me wrong: she loves her Corvette convertible. It is entirely possible that, somewhere down the road, she could acquire a California and keep the Vette. However, she LOVES the California. You only live once and you can’t take it with you.

 

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