But Ike found a place where he could stop, have a drink, and relax for a while. He was in a Klondike bar. (That’s such an obvious joke that I am sure others have used it before.)
Paper maps are superior to a GPS, because you can see the difference between a logging trail and an Interstate. Not so good for figuring out where you are.
I’d imagined Klondike Ike to be sort of a Yukon version of Snuffy Smith, maybe a prospector in gold rush days, but this sounds like he could be a mountie. Do we have more information to go on?
I got lost that way in Chicago. There is a parking garage under a small park, and after my appointment I couldn’t remember where the entrance was… and my phone was dead.
SteveHL about 1 year ago
But Ike found a place where he could stop, have a drink, and relax for a while. He was in a Klondike bar. (That’s such an obvious joke that I am sure others have used it before.)
crookedwolf Premium Member about 1 year ago
I’m sure many of us remember pre-GPS days, when we had to plan our route using a map!
jagedlo about 1 year ago
The only thing missing is Rod Serling to narrate what is going on…
david_42 about 1 year ago
Paper maps are superior to a GPS, because you can see the difference between a logging trail and an Interstate. Not so good for figuring out where you are.
Ellis97 about 1 year ago
Talk about an ironic twist of fate.
GaryCooper about 1 year ago
Role reversal.
Mike Baldwin creator about 1 year ago
That’s why it’s an interactive art. How you read it will determine the outcome.
David Huie Green LoveJoyAndPeace about 1 year ago
People get lost in The Twilight Zone all the time.
Jefano Premium Member about 1 year ago
I’d imagined Klondike Ike to be sort of a Yukon version of Snuffy Smith, maybe a prospector in gold rush days, but this sounds like he could be a mountie. Do we have more information to go on?
asrialfeeple about 1 year ago
Mirror universe.
Aladar30 Premium Member about 1 year ago
This is really, REALLY weird to see.
fuzzbucket Premium Member about 1 year ago
I got lost that way in Chicago. There is a parking garage under a small park, and after my appointment I couldn’t remember where the entrance was… and my phone was dead.