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Not Bill
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Jul 15, 2008 10:51AM
Should have pulled over and asked for directions.
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LOL! Your statolith needs adjusting. hmmm or maybe you were just on autopilot?
If it makes you feel better I can get lost finding the bathroom in my OWN house.No sense of direction at all.
I can get lost even when I know exactly where I'm going. "Shit...that was my exit!"
"Now if I just get back on here and...oh, what do you mean there's no exit there from this direction?"
"What if I just cut across downtown instead?"
"Well, that's a one-way, and that one's the trolley tracks and that's a...do NONE of these roads go left?!"
"Maybe I'll just go home."
Steve has one of those enviable innate abilities to find what he is looking for whether he knows where it is or not.
I thought I was the only fool that will follow groups of people when lost… I reckon that they going somewhere right??? And they seem to know where they going… sometimes it works like a charm… most of the time I end up more lost (can I say loster?? Or something like that?) that I originally was… sometimes I find new cool places that I didn’t know even existed… I’ve learned to enjoy my “where the fuck am I” adventures… I mean I’m already late… may as well enjoy the view and the new environment that I’m experiencing??? Right?? And explore a little Sometimes you find new places to eat (if you ever in corona queens they got the best spicy tofu on earth on a really ghetto looking Chinese store in 57av and Junction.) new bookstores, and once I found a strip house... I didn’t went in, but is good to know where is at (like 10 blocks from where I live) Anyway if you ever see me staring at the sky or ceiling looking terribly confused… just go ahead and ask me where I want to go, cuz that’s something I do when I get lost… look up, I don’t know why I do it… maybe I’m looking for some sort of divine help like a butterfly or some guiding light that will take me to my destination…
Oh, Marie, I'm tearing up I'm laughing so hard. Because of every damn time I found myself crossing a bridge when I didn't mean to the first couple of years I lived here. And having no idea how to get back across the river! (Usually the Willamette, I have to admit, I don't think I ever accidentally crossed into Washington on I-5...). Then, for two solid years after that, I was unable to find a bridge across the river when I needed one. I would find myself in industrial southeast, well before it got all hip and clarklewis, staring at the river trying to figure out what I had done wrong this time.
You know you have a terrible sense of direction when you follow the Fung-Wah express bus from Boston to NYC just to get home to Southern CT.{{Hangs head in shame}}
That was before I found Garmin. {{cue heavenly music}}
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