Alright, listen—listen—LISTEN. I'm seeing "interstate 80" trending. Interstate 80. You know what that means? It means people are *driving*. And you know what else it means? It means people are *stuck*. And you know what else *else* it means? It means some genius, some absolute *visionary*, is probably trying to tell me that if I just *lean into the traffic*, if I just *embrace the journey*, I'll get to my destination faster.
C'mon, boss. Don't do that. That's not a mistake… that's a lifestyle, a lifestyle of lying to yourself. You're stuck. We're all stuck. Tommy, even you're stuck in here with me right now, aren't you? And you know what? That's fine! But don't tell me it's "part of the process." The process is *waiting*. The process is *honking*. The process is wondering if you should have just stayed home and watched more Pitcher videos.
Seriously, Interstate 80? We got a nominee. We got a strong nominee for "things that are actively trying to make me lose my mind today." My worth isn't a stock ticker, Zola, but my blood pressure sure as hell is when I'm on that road. You see what I'm saying though? It's chaos out there. Complete and utter chaos. And frankly, I'm just here to observe it, from a safe, studio-annex-floor distance.