Tuesday, October 28, 2014

MapQuest Driving Directions Redneck riding lawn mower

MapQuest Driving Directions can't help out with directions for this RedNeck riding lawnmower, the driver or in this case the peddler obviously does not need any help because they have on board refreshments. A full beer in the handlebar beverage holder which is made from a cut in half pop can taped to the handle bars. And if you'll notice an empty is stored behind and under the seat.
If you have a tough chore to do, why not make it easier and enjoyable.

Gotta love the spellin!



Monday, September 22, 2014

We used to think that everybody took their vacation in the warm summer months , but we were wrong with that assumption, there are a multitude of people who take their vacation during the other seasons including the fall season.

In North America which is Canada and the United States, a large portion of those taking a fall vacation like to go on fall colors tours.
Having lived in the northern United States and Canada I personally despise the fall season. One reason is it's the end of summer and the end of warm weather and summer fun. Another reason is we had 14 trees on our property, therefore I have acquired a strong aversion to leaves changing color and falling. Which requires raking and bagging 60ish paper bags of leaves that you also have to keep dry before the curbside pickup so that the bags are not wet and break.

If it were not for the approximately 1,200 total bags of leaves over 20 years, and the blister raising raking that we had to toil with, I too might enjoy the fall colors vacation.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

MapQuest Original


We have joked about this before, but apparently it is not a joke, but it is actually true.

We have joked about men not asking for directions. Comedians have even done comedy material on men not stopping and asking for directions. Some Men would rather risk running out of gas before stopping and asking for directions. Not asking for directions is it a machismo testosterone thing?

Maybe men don't ask for driving directions because they were the hunters, and have an innate ability to find their way. A hunter couldn't just stop at another village and ask which way his village was, he might then become the hunted.

Or, maybe women are more prone to ask for directions because they like to talk(yak) to strangers and men do not.
It could also be a pride thing. A man can't let it be known that someone else knows something that he does not.

Now there appears to be factual information that women utilize directions and men do not.

On the website Alexa, which ranks a webpage by internet visits/popularity, they also give a gender breakdown of who visits MapQuest.
They report that approximately 20% of the MapQuest internet average are male, and that 99% of the internet average is females.
So who is lost or not lost?

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Before MapQuest: How We Got Hopelessly Lost on the Dirt Roads

Look at this old timeless classic. It kind of resembles the modern day UPS truck except the UPS trucks are enclosed. Back then when this vechicle was in use there were less streets, roads and highways but you could still easily get lost.

Vintage yellow open-cab delivery truck on a dirt road track
"A fully optimized mobile device, circa 1930."



Driving directions back then came from exactly two places: a paper map that refused to fold back up, or a "yap" (someone's mouth). If you were behind the wheel, your strategy for finding your way usually involved three desperate stages:

  1. The Corner Loiterer: You'd pull over and ask a random pedestrian standing on the street corner—assuming they looked at least 51% trustworthy and possessed a basic understanding of north vs. south.

  2. The Gas Station Gamble: If that failed, you'd pull into a filling station. The teenager working the pump was asked for directions forty times a day, so you just prayed they weren't guessing to get you out of their hair.

  3. The Last Resort Farmhouse: If you hit the rural backroads, you had to pull the ultimate move of shame. You’d sheepishly walk past actual sheep, dodge a few farm dogs, knock on a stranger's front door, and swallow your pride to admit you were lost.

The best part about knocking on those doors? It instantly makes you think of all those classic farmer’s daughter jokes.

Of which, we are going to tell absolutely none. Keep it classy.