tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post107208730105316364..comments2024-03-27T03:19:11.216-04:00Comments on Assistant Village Idiot: WayfindingAssistant Village Idiothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01978011985085795099noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-48205467398271349802011-07-21T15:09:48.350-04:002011-07-21T15:09:48.350-04:00I suspect you'd have had some idea if he had a...I suspect you'd have had some idea if he had a name for that cliff.<br /><br />A friend of mine grew up in St. Louis, MO, and moved back after 20+ years away. People, knowing him to be a local, gave directions by landmarks--many of which were built after he left. Unhelpful.<br /><br />I'm a map guy, but can do some landmarks.Sam L.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-32599429404891582632011-07-21T07:42:41.125-04:002011-07-21T07:42:41.125-04:00One of my favorites for directions is driving in a...One of my favorites for directions is driving in a city I’m not too familiar with (as on a first time business trip) with the radio on headed to my morning meeting. The traffic reporter then informs me that things are really a mess at the Spaghetti Bowl this morning and I should avoid that area at all cost. Using the local nickname for a particular area or highway feature does this out-of-towner no good at all. I could be heading right into the Spaghetti Bowl for all I know. I’ve found that cussin’ at the traffic reporter is no help, BTW.Sponge-headed ScienceManhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12914014641719908195noreply@blogger.com