Dead Reckoning
As they left Wichita, Bob told his wife he had no need of the GPS–he could get to Galveston just fine by dead reckoning . . .
As they left Wichita, Bob told his wife he had no need of the GPS–he could get to Galveston just fine by dead reckoning . . .
As the darkness loomed and the fog began to roll into the forest primeval, Hansel and Grethel began to wish they hadn’t relied on the bread crumbs to find their way home. First, their cell phone GPS was much more accurate, and second, with no McDonald’s in sight, the crumbs could have made a meal, even if not a nutritionally balanced one . . .
When Louise picked up her rental car at the airport, the counter guy pressed her to take the GPS option–no way she could get lost or be late with the latest technology. Within a short time though, when she came to the bridge, she was pretty sure that the GPS or the satellite data base hadn’t had an update in recent times . . .
Tina was majoring in pre-med but taking a minor in French, so it only seemed natural that she would select French as the language for her GPS in her new Toyota. She had intended to drive from her home in Galveston to San Antonio for a weekend of fun at the Riverwalk, but was beginning to suspect the French option may have had consequences that went beyond the language choice. . . . . David, Sf.G.
When Gerry finally got to the party, he was late, but he could clearly see that he must have not entered the correct address in his GPS . . . . David, Sf.G.
Lizzie (not pictured) couldn’t decide if Jeff, her fiance (pictured, under water), had gotten cold feet about getting married and was heading back out to sea to avoid the humiliation of calling off the wedding or if he had forgotten to download the updates for his GPS . . . . David, Sf.G.