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23 June 2011 @ 05:59 pm
I've made a new friend.  
Her name is Christine, and she lives in my mother's GPS.

The name Christine is a nod to Mr, King, of course.

(My name is not, FYI.)

Seriously, though, I've driven all over the Metroplex this week. I went to Dallas to see David, Ft. Worth to see Kristi and Sally, Hurst to see Deadra, and Irving to see Cherie and Rachel. These folks run the gamut of pals from my very oldest friend that I've known since we were three, to a former student of mine that just graduated with her theatre degree.

But to go all these places and not succumb to my truly hopeless sense of direction (Nolan says that I can't find my butt with two hands and a flashlight), my mother leant me her GPS.

I've learned that a GPS is a truly helpful thing. It's a bit unnerving, though, the first time you hear the placid, disembodied voice telling you, "In 1.8 miles, turn left." It gives you sort of a big brother vibe, all rolled up with the creepiness of the book about the 1958 Plymouth Fury come to life.

And even though she's truly a help, there's always room for operator error. If the girl said, "Recalculating," once, she said it four hundred times. I evidently don't follow directions very well. She got huffy a few times, and I swear I heard her roll her eyes more than once, but for the most part, she's a lot like me. She repeats herself ( a lot) when she doesn't get a response, gets a little irritated when things don't go her way, and shuts up when things are good.

I like her. I don't need one, given that I can drive anywhere I need to in my hometown in less than 20 minutes. But if I lived here, I sure would. I'd even have one built into the car, maybe.

As long as it wasn't a Fury.
 
 
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O Demanding One: Spring/Summer: Summer Journeyheyurs on June 24th, 2011 01:59 am (UTC)

Hope y'all are having a great time!

BTW, I am stalking you at one of your writing journals. *cackles*

Jandy the Gnome Whisperer: Jim/Pam - Lovejandjsalmon on June 24th, 2011 03:31 am (UTC)
That's a hoot. Just don't follow her directions into a lake. *g*
WolfStarwolfstar07 on June 25th, 2011 02:03 am (UTC)
I need a GPS. Like yesterday.
(Anonymous) on July 14th, 2011 01:41 am (UTC)
direction
donot feel bad. my sense of direction is somewhere in the area of 1 on ascale of ten. maybe in the minus range. love dad
Carrie Leigh: Lead me not into temptationcarrie_leigh on July 14th, 2011 12:07 pm (UTC)
Re: direction
I think I might be having a heart attack. I'm actually skeptical that it's actually my Daddy that's commented, and not someone that's broken in to your house and taken over, or a robot computer just spamming me.

If, indeed you ARE my dad, remember when I was 16 and I'd just finished reading Christine, and Mom and Emily were out of town, and I was staying home alone when I thought I heard someone trying to break in the house and called you to come save me and you drove all the way across town just because I was scared?

I loved you for that. You didn't even get mad at me.

Big hugs Dad. You're the best.