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Monkeys
I may have been a bit unfair to Gregory in my last post [1]. Sure, I think he
takes his GPS (Global Positioning System) lust to a bit of an extreme, and
his utter reliance on the thing is totally baffling to me (“Dude, Tom lives
in Atlantis [2]!, on the other side of the canal from Casa New Jersey! There
are only two ways into and out of Atlantis! What do you mean, how do I get
there?”) but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't being [3] totally [4]
hypocritical [5]—I was absolutely crazy without Internet. It was frightening
just how dependent I was on the thing. The fact that I couldn't look stuff up
on a whim, say, rotary wankle engine [6], or even what is a closure [7],
meant I was at a complete loss when I couldn't do that.
So Gregory, I understand, even as I kid you on your GPS addiction—we all have
monkeys on our backs.
[1]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2007/06/30.2
[2]
http://www.atlantisflorida.com/
[3]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2007/03/28.1
[4]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2007/04/16.1
[5]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2007/04/17.1
[6]
http://clusty.com/search?query=rotary+wankle+engine
[7]
http://c2.com/cgi/wiki?WhatIsClosure
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