When ever a new place catches my fancy, or I’m reminded pleasantly of an old place, more likely than not I’ll add it to the handy-dandy weather list on my customized “My Yahoo!” page just so I can feel connected.
Just for giggles today I tried to get driving directions from Washington, DC to Lahaina, HI. I think I broke Yahoo’s map function; it seemed really, really confused.
Oh, yes, and there were donuts today.
I am so going to hell.
I tried the same one on maps.google.com, and it at least fesses up that it can’t generate directions.
I’ll bring the handbaskets.
See, it’s expressions like this that make me reconsider having rejected linguistics as a profession. I mean, if we’re going to hell in a handbasket, who’s carrying the basket? And is a handbasket different from those little
plastic baskets we tied on to the front of our bikes in the 1970s? (OK, maybe that was a girl thing…)