I made a half hour round trip to the closest place that carried the "special" St. Patrick's Day Krispy Kreme donuts. They were "decorated" with a green glaze and nothing else. Didn't buy any.

I was far more amused than angry, but as a good Scots-Irish prankster, I will being emailing the local Krispy Kreme about that claiming false advertising and my plan to sue them. That might be amusing.

I salvaged the trip somewhat by buying (cold) Taco Bell on the way back.

My morning was occupied by maintenance on my residence being done by the usual US-native contractor + Latino foreman who could barely speak English + multiple Spanish-only speakers team.

God Bless Amerika.

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The other day I sat next to a woman who has a profound fear of flying. I wanted to comfort her, so I said, "Don't worry, we're not gonna' crash. Statistically, we got a better chance of being bitten by a shark." Then I showed her the scar on my elbow from a shark attack. I said, "I got this when my plane went down off of Florida." - Dennis Regan