OK, so Miss Taylor friended me on facebook. We are gonna have a Talk about image and the internet. It's pretty tame stuff and she's got her profile locked up pretty tight, but she's only 15, and I am an old fogey. She may not want her bikini cheesecake profile photo out in the ether when she's networking for school, you know? (Nevermind my OH MY LITTLE GIRL thing happening....)
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I just realized that Google Maps has at least two streets wrong in my neighborhood. Both of them are dead ends that the map shows continuing and intersecting other streets. I remember the GPS getting one of them wrong, too, when it said to keep going on a street that ended. Weird.
I looked up directions from my office to somewhere once and they had you drive up the stairs, across the plaza, through the lobby of the 80-story building. That was built in the late 70s. Then you made a right turn on Columbus and went south for a mile, a trick that would require going from Upper Columbus to Lower Columbus apparently by way of driving off the bridge, Dukes of Hazzard style.
Says you. I am AWESOME at looming at 5'4". Really. I am.
Bah. You're just leaning. It's a whole different vibe.
Aaand her chatspeak is probably gonna make me INSANE.
There may have been an extension planned at some point that never happened.
One of the streets shown on the map goes right through the schoolyard of an elementary school. The school isn't on the map at all. Judging by the architecture of the school, I'd say it was built in the thirties. The other one is just going through the parking lot of a bank, which, while I guess you can drive it, it's not really a street.
Random question - how does cat hair get on the ceiling fan?
Someone wanted to rip it down?
ceiling cat is watching you, tommyrot
That happened to me once in my boss's new car. This had to be ... in 2000 or so maybe? The GPS lady wanted us to turn off the 59th St. Bridge into the river in the worst way.
Then the driver fell asleep in traffic, and crushed the hood of the fancy new Audi, which has nothing to do with the GPS, but was startling all the same.
That darn ceiling cat!