I may have been a bit unfair to Gregory in my last post [1]. Sure, I think he takes his GPS (Global Positioning System) lust to a bit of an extreme, and his utter reliance on the thing is totally baffling to me (“Dude, Tom lives in Atlantis [2]!, on the other side of the canal from Casa New Jersey! There are only two ways into and out of Atlantis! What do you mean, how do I get there?”) but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't being [3] totally [4] hypocritical [5]—I was absolutely crazy without Internet. It was frightening just how dependent I was on the thing. The fact that I couldn't look stuff up on a whim, say, rotary wankle engine [6], or even what is a closure [7], meant I was at a complete loss when I couldn't do that.
So Gregory, I understand, even as I kid you on your GPS addiction—we all have monkeys on our backs.
[2] http://www.atlantisflorida.com/
[6] http://clusty.com/search?query=rotary+wankle+engine