Overheated

It was a good day. Didn't have to use my best play. Got by on luck, especially good when there's nothing else. Somewhere in west L.A. dopey car overheats, third time this month. Call AAA, then cancel when it starts back up. Sputtering hot drive to 7-11 for a pint of oil. Afternoon's shot now anyhow, so maybe shift gears, say hell with it all, just forget this whole damn day, where I was going, and why.

Park myself back in the car with an ice-cold horchata Big Gulp, and listen to my Sunday radio fun hour with world-class Chef Jamie Gwen, always a great show. Reminder to self: things not going right, there's always going with the flow. It was a good day. Didn't have to use my best play.