The Buckets by Greg Cravens for August 31, 2011

Guys only ask for directions, or read instructions when we’re hopelessly lost or completely stumped.

When I’m reading an Ink-on-Paper book, I like to have Google Maps/Earth open (on the computer, silly) so I can, say, follow a car chase through London. But then I also have the local Thomas maps near at hand.

Don’t worry, that moss on the tree says it’s 6 O’Clock. Er, what time is sunset?

The moss on our trees speaks very little. It does, however, sing in a lovely tenor, even if the songs are rude.

I like to use a Ouija board, a snowglobe and a talking Teddy Ruxpin to find my way.

Bro Garmin has never led me astray.

I recently threw away my ZIP code book.

Jill Garmin has tried to make me turn the wrong way on three different one-way streets.

They must have trouble finding addresses.

He probably will if you do chores around the house.

Haha xxx

Sounds like Dad is the smart one.

I have ridden shotgun with printed google map in one hand and leaning out the window yelling turn right now! Go! Go! Go! I love doing field calls for work. As navigator – I go by google map and instinct. When you’re in the groove, instinct works great! (esspecially for finding where to stop for lunch)