Directions to directions
Created | Updated Aug 14, 2004
Directions to directions
Life is a series of wrong turns leading to the discovery of
places and things you otherwise wouldn't have found, yet, to the hoi and polloi
being lost is a kind of failure.
We had to go someplace last night.
I hadn't been there before that I could remember.
Shnooks thought that Uvula had been there, so it wasn't necessary
to have the address.
I knew better.
I wrote down the address and then did a map search on the web.
So, when we went to actually drive to the place, which I had
gone to the trouble to find on a map, was I allowed to just
gradually find the place?
I mean, you know the relationship between maps and reality.
A map is just a good starting place, because sometimes you really
can't 'get there from here'. And you also know just how dependable
map sites on the net are. A bit like eating soup from a Warhol can.
To answer mine own question, no, I wasn't allowed to find the place
by feeling my way along the winding suburban streets.
Uvula thought she knew better than I, trusting her memory of
what she thought she knew.
And when my superior navigation, based on my knowledge of my own
geographical dyslexia, proved to bring us to our destination
quickly even with the detours I made on Uvula's demand, was I
metaphorically or audibly patted on the head for my success?
No. The city planners were blamed for putting two similar-sounding
parks so near to each other and confusing poor little Uvula,
with her machine-like memory recall system.
GIGO
Twice.