The freeway between Dallas and northern Texas has no towns of any size to drive though along the way, only giant truck-friendly gas-food stops, with porn shops across the lot in the same complex. No trees or foliage of any kind except sagebrush and dust devils that break up the totally flat landscape with few other distinguishing features. For 5 hours, I drove through this bleak landscape on my way to Wichita Falls. TX.
That gives me a lot of time to think about why the hell am I in the middle of Texas with a 12 hour turnaround chasing after a silly old broadcast console.