so, yesterday, i went to buy
a monitor for my computer.
(did i need a monitor for my computer?
do i need a computer?
jeez, what century are you from?)
i had the directions
from Google maps,
only in this case, Google maps
could not have been more wrong
had they sent me on a freighter to Taipei.
but after an hour of driving
down every possible road
that could not lead to Fry's,
i asked the woman at the gas station
and 10 minutes later —
2 miles north of where Google maps
said to go —
i was there.

i really hate it
(to paraphrase Annie)
when life becomes such an obvious moral lesson.