This weekend has been spent mainly driving around being bossed around by the new GPS gizmo for the PDA.
“In two hundred yards, turn right.”
One hundred and ninety-nine yards later…
And if I don’t…
“Fucking turn right bitch, NOW!”
Actually, I made that last one up, but that said, I do feel very guilty and apologetic if I disagree with the way the GPS lady is sending me. She is really very helpful, and GPS rocks!