So, while my wife’s car was in the shop for two days, I ended up driving a Hertz rental car. One of the gadgets that this car had was a GPS map. This toy would give you driving directions to whatever address that you programmed in. For the first few hours, I was typing in my destination even if I knew the way to the location. Then, I had an inspiration. I could use the previous renters destination that was stored in the GPS as my own. Today, I spent the entire day driving to Roscoe’s House of Chicken and Waffles but never getting there. The GPS became very annoyed with me whenever I missed one of my turns. In fact, at one point, in a fit of frustration, it demand that I enter my destination. I think this was because I had entered my work parking lot and it was obvious to the GPS I had no intention of going to Roscoes. Oh, well, maybe another day.
Frozen Fury in Las Vegas is only 11 days away. Go Kings Go!