my partner… when we lived in Denver, we lived right off of I-25 , south end, she worked off I-25 north end.. one time she pulled off for gas (i usually filled the tank.) she some how ended up in Tiny Town (25 miles to the west) before she called me…
at least she had a full tank..
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Story about Atlanta Braves pitcher Pascual Perez{quoting Wikipedia}:
He had just received his drivers license and earned the nicknames ‘Perimeter Pascual’ and ‘Wrong-Way Perez’ after missing a start on August 19, 1982, while circling Atlanta’s Interstate 285 (a ring road/beltway) 3 times looking for Atlanta–Fulton County Stadium, he ran out of gas and arrived at the ballpark 10 minutes late
Basically, he turned the wrong way getting on to 285, coming in on one of the other Interstates, and nothing looked familiar…
I remember the Perimeter Pascual event! Atlanta’s interstate system seems to bring out disorientation in many drivers. Once when we were still married and living there, my then-wife had business in Jacksonville, FL. She was going to drive SE on I-75 to I-10. She had a deadline for arrival that evening, so she was understandably panicked when she called me and said, “What did I do?!? I just passed a sign saying ‘Welcome to Alabama!'” She had taken I-85 to the SW.
I’ve always said I had the eyes of a watchmaker, , I was just born in the wrong Century (and maybe not Switzerland). I haven’t really built any teeny stuff in a while, like Last Century, and a piece; Estes Model Rockets and model cars that started with and ‘M’…
I build HO scale model trains, so that comment jumped out at me too. And I do mean build, as in craftsman-level kits, not ready-to-run or simple shake-the-box kits.
Glad I wasn’t the only one who caught that.
We’ll have to see.
I’m actually kind of glad Paul’s giving us a proper introduction for a new character this time, rather than waiting a couple years to drop us a hint as to what kind of para she is.
When my wife first moved to Austin, TX she always got turned around trying to get somewhere and ended up in Pflugerville. To this day, we refer to getting lost as “driving to Pflugerville”
We have a similar joke in my family. There was a time that one of my aunts was driving to my parent’s place in east Texas, and she called them while on the way because she forgot to write down directions and was lost…she’d missed the exit she needed to take to even be headed in the right direction. My mom, ex-husband, and I were just sitting in the breakfast room listening to my dad try and give her directions and laughing because it seemed like every other word was “Corsicana.” I can’t remember at this point if the exit she missed was in Corsicana or supposed to be going towards Corsicana. I only remember that he was on the phone with her for some time as she backtracked, and it sounded like she couldn’t hear him and/or she missed the exit again after going back the way she came, so it took a lot of repetition to get her back on track. Now, if we know someone is lost, one of us inevitably pipes in with, “Corsicana?”
There’s also my mother who thought the frontage road off I-35 was not only an exotic French name (she thought it was pronounced “fron-TAZH”), but that it must be the longest named road in America because she saw exits for it in so many states…
… and my timesync and spatial orientation both have anxiety issues…
We once had to send a rescue party to find my lost mother… in a restroom. Yeah, this is a very familiar thing to me.
When she gives directions, you have to double check which right she means. She has trouble with mechanical things with one or more moving parts.
“Your military right, not your civilian right!”?
In our house it’s, “Your NAVY right,” occasionally followed by “not your Army right.”
“Right right, not stage right.”
“your other left” is a stock phrase in our family
This reminds me of the headline “Woman joins rescue party in search of her.”
Hope your mum was found ok, btw.
my partner… when we lived in Denver, we lived right off of I-25 , south end, she worked off I-25 north end.. one time she pulled off for gas (i usually filled the tank.) she some how ended up in Tiny Town (25 miles to the west) before she called me…
at least she had a full tank..
Well, dammit – HTML not BBcode. I have trouble remembering which sites use what.
Let’s try again.
Story about Atlanta Braves pitcher Pascual Perez{quoting Wikipedia}:
Basically, he turned the wrong way getting on to 285, coming in on one of the other Interstates, and nothing looked familiar…
The Perimeter loop is 64 miles, BTW
I remember the Perimeter Pascual event! Atlanta’s interstate system seems to bring out disorientation in many drivers. Once when we were still married and living there, my then-wife had business in Jacksonville, FL. She was going to drive SE on I-75 to I-10. She had a deadline for arrival that evening, so she was understandably panicked when she called me and said, “What did I do?!? I just passed a sign saying ‘Welcome to Alabama!'” She had taken I-85 to the SW.
An interesting mass of sensory issues.
“A mass of Conflicting Impulses”
Once got stuck on an escalator overnight too. I SO wanna ask What’s with the Band-Aid on the nose.
Tried to push a door that was a pull, like the Far Side comic, but her face got involved as well.
I reckon it’s a bit like Mindy’s glasses, only specially designed so that they’re less likely to come off accidentally.
Building Scale Models!!! Awesome hobby Briar!!! I have a friend who builds! He does some amazing work!
I’ve always said I had the eyes of a watchmaker, , I was just born in the wrong Century (and maybe not Switzerland). I haven’t really built any teeny stuff in a while, like Last Century, and a piece; Estes Model Rockets and model cars that started with and ‘M’…
Monogram?
I build HO scale model trains, so that comment jumped out at me too. And I do mean build, as in craftsman-level kits, not ready-to-run or simple shake-the-box kits.
So … where is her Cabinet? [or are Shawna, and Castela already part of it?]
https://www.backseatmafia.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/The-Cabinet-of-Dr-Caligari.jpg
Give her a chance to earn her Doctorate, first!
Ms. Alger is my favorite. Ok, they’re all my favorites, but she’s great!
“Lost in Place.”
So we have Atsali 2.0 (With extra DITZ!)
Main family heritage is succubus…but what are the lesser family heritages necessary to produce spatial manipulation powers? 🙂
Glad I wasn’t the only one who caught that.
We’ll have to see.
I’m actually kind of glad Paul’s giving us a proper introduction for a new character this time, rather than waiting a couple years to drop us a hint as to what kind of para she is.
She’s everywhere she doesn’t want to be.
When my wife first moved to Austin, TX she always got turned around trying to get somewhere and ended up in Pflugerville. To this day, we refer to getting lost as “driving to Pflugerville”
hilarious when I misspell my own handle…
We have a similar joke in my family. There was a time that one of my aunts was driving to my parent’s place in east Texas, and she called them while on the way because she forgot to write down directions and was lost…she’d missed the exit she needed to take to even be headed in the right direction. My mom, ex-husband, and I were just sitting in the breakfast room listening to my dad try and give her directions and laughing because it seemed like every other word was “Corsicana.” I can’t remember at this point if the exit she missed was in Corsicana or supposed to be going towards Corsicana. I only remember that he was on the phone with her for some time as she backtracked, and it sounded like she couldn’t hear him and/or she missed the exit again after going back the way she came, so it took a lot of repetition to get her back on track. Now, if we know someone is lost, one of us inevitably pipes in with, “Corsicana?”
heh heh…
There’s also my mother who thought the frontage road off I-35 was not only an exotic French name (she thought it was pronounced “fron-TAZH”), but that it must be the longest named road in America because she saw exits for it in so many states…
Stuc (sic) in Pflugerville…
+1 😉
A real piece of work, ain’t she?
She had me at “likes to build scale models” <3
Scale models of what though, and to what scale? 1:1 is still, technically, scale 😛