Pickles by Brian Crane for July 14, 2022

okay, Clyde

I usually think of Main Street as a street with businesses. Does he live on Main Street or is his wife shopping?

Maybe that’s where you left your mind

I had a call come to my house, but when I looked at the caller ID, it showed that the call was from my name and number. No way was I gonna pick up. I was mad at myself about something, so I didn’t want to get into an argument.

My GPS shows me on many missions the normal world is completely ignorant of.

(It confuses the foreign spies trying to tail me!!)

GPS always sends people coming to see me to the wrong area of town.

Actually, he’s in The Matrix. (Actually, they both are.)

… And so are you. (And so am I.) … Then again, maybe not – at least …

… If they’re not in The Matrix, they are in the The Comix

GPS’s are different. In San Francisco my brothers GPS took me in the wrong direction, but my Garmin took me right to the airport where I was to pick him up in his truck!

I get that same feeling at times…It will tell me that I left the house at 1, 2, or 3 in the morning which is when I’m sound asleep…

Has Brian switched to paddo’s ?

Two office managers were arguing which had the dumbest office boy. The first said his office boy was so dumb that he gave him a dollar to go out and buy him a new car and he took it and left. The second said that was nothing and that he told his office boy to go down to the club and see if he was still there. The two office boys met on the elevator and began arguing over who had the dumbest boss. The first said that his boss gave him a dollar to go out and buy him a new car and that he didn’t even tell him what make to buy. The second said that his boss was so dumb that he told him to go down to the club to see if he was still there and the darn fool was sitting next to the telephone and could have called.

Rather like the GPS that, three times running, informed my wife and myself, while on vacation and looking for our hotel, that we had arrived at our destination. As it put us at the edge of a large cemetery.

I have people calling quite often and ask me why I called them. I didn’t. . . Evidently, telemarketers are using my number to show up on their caller ID. That should be illegal.

My signature panel for my work email says….. I have gone to find myself, If I return before I get back – Keep me here.

Spooky……..

For some unknown reason I get calls from my phone to me… no clue

His GPS told him he’s not there? Well…mentally!

For a couple months the GPS on my phone was saying I was somewhere in Ohio. I live in Wisconsin and have never been to Ohio

Okay?

And you wondered why “your phone” said you were named Linda and all of a sudden it has a sparkly cover on it.

My solution to the whole thing is never to answer my phone! (Well, if it’s my wife or the kids calling I do, but they usually text me.) I never answer the landline unless asked to by my wife.

For early GPS systems being within 50-100 yards of destination was pretty good. “You have reached your destination” and it’s still down the road.

If it is actually GPS satellite system, it doesn’t work indoors. Most phone location is done through interpolation of nearby cellphone tower signals. Accuracy is limited in many areas and may be “best guess” if only one tower is in range.

Hah! Got no ‘smart phone’ GPS idiocy, just a rarely used jitterbug for emergencies. Have a caption phone at home & 4 Panasonic hand phones connected to Verizon service.

These days, that is more possible than ever.

Seems probable.

When I use Google Maps on my phone, I get my actual location. On my desktop, I’m apparently living in a park several miles from my apartment. Thank you Cox.

No, pops, you’re reading back old tracks on Track-Back. ’Tis just another pesky TIA. His reply: “Will somebody answer that darned phone?”

That is too funny.

If I see me call me, I will run to the mirror to be sure me is still there and ask me where the heck i am

I recall that they ran this strip before.

Clyde is spending too much time around Earl.