BUSINESSMAN'S SPECIAL

A friend of mine was watching the Braves this afternoon on TBS and spotted me in the crowd. Of course, I phoned him to look for me. He sent the screen capture.

"Hey, I'm on TV...sitting here on the phone...tune in. It's great."

It's a completely tool thing to do, yet he did interrupt his work for an hour to let me know when I was onscreen. Two idiots talking on the phone, not doing any work in the middle of the day, one looking for the other on TV...That's an American siesta, baby. Mexicans sleep, we surf for porn and wave to each other on TV. No wonder they want in so desperately.

I'll bet TV ballgames get most of their ratings this way. In fact, many of the people in the TV-visible sections had their cell phones to their ear today, doing the same thing. Well, I shouldn't jump to conclusions. It is possible that the girl in the red crepe tube top with a script tattoo over her left tit was arranging a leveraged buyout.