The Windmill Posts

I’ve been using Gemini (AI) to help me handle my transcriptions from the audio recorder. It’s been going wonderfully. I drop some files on Gemini, they get transcribed and then added to a google doc in my drive. Simply a dream, and makes one love AI.

Until today, when Gemini decides they have never been able to add things to a google doc, or to drive. So I should just go type words somewhere else like it’s the olden days. Pay no attention to the AI overlord messing with our minds.

It is clear there will be no post tonight, but I’ve taken to speaking out the content, not just quips to flesh out later. This should make creating posts and getting them out much, much faster. In the meantime, I’ll tell you a story to tide you over!

Driving down the loneliest highway in America, highway 50. Yes, it’s lonely because there are very few towns on it. But good lord I had plenty of other vehicles to chat with. Not like it was crowded, but it wasn’t empty and desolate.

I’m cruising down one of the straight stretches and see flashing red and blue lights, and another vehicle. The closer I get I realize the police or whomever are in the middle of the road. I start to wonder what is going on because it didn’t seem normal. I sllow downand eventually come to a stop. I’m thinking if there’s a gunfight I don’t want to be right there to enjoy it. One of the two cop cars comes up the highway at me, slows down and says “I’m going to need you to pull fully off the road. Oversize load.”

I’m in a MINI Cooper. What part of oversize can you interpret from my size? Sure I have camping stuff etc. but nothing it sticking out. When I look back to see if he’s turning around to come give me a ticket for being oversized, I see he didn’t turn around. He’s going on and apparently doing the same thing to everyone. Clearly it’s a sting. They’re pulling everyone over for oversize loads and then looking for drugs?

And then I saw more lights down the road – yellow this time – and a large orange object. It was a truck pulling a massive trailer. It said “oversize load” and I felt like an idiot. The lady in the car in front of me was out of her car ready to take pictures, so I got out to apply another layer of basting butter, er, sunscreen. I miss the photo of the oversized thing, but it was just a big gray box.

Once it passed, we all hopped in our cars like the race flag had shown up again, and we were off!