Sunday, September 27, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Escalation
Accordion Neighbor is out on his back stoop giving yet another involuntary "concert" for the neighborhood. This time, as a new twist, he has supplied one of his daughters with [what sounds like] a a steel pie-plate and big metal spoon to bang it with. It's really hard to believe this is not some kind of social psychology experiment.
But it will not be part of my life for long. I'm moving to the suburbs. Really (sort of. Barely.)
Stay tuned.
But it will not be part of my life for long. I'm moving to the suburbs. Really (sort of. Barely.)
Stay tuned.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Google Maps Bloopers, Part I
A few days after returning from 10 nights on the boat (!!), I asked Google Maps for directions to the Knox County Airport (I got a glider ride for my birthday! It was excellent!). This is the map I got:
The corresponding text directions to this route would read, roughly: "Take old abandoned railroad tracks and generally cut cross-country to Rockland. Then hie on out across the bay for Owl's Head. Take a bee-line across Owl's Head, then hang a left out into Penobscot Bay and keep going-- stay dry!-- until you get close to the Fox Island Thorofare. Then sharp right through the water and drop anchor somewhere around Hurricane Island."
It's almost like Google knew where I'd rather be...
The corresponding text directions to this route would read, roughly: "Take old abandoned railroad tracks and generally cut cross-country to Rockland. Then hie on out across the bay for Owl's Head. Take a bee-line across Owl's Head, then hang a left out into Penobscot Bay and keep going-- stay dry!-- until you get close to the Fox Island Thorofare. Then sharp right through the water and drop anchor somewhere around Hurricane Island."
It's almost like Google knew where I'd rather be...