Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
I don't have GPS...I just continue telling myself where to go...either that or my car knows. My car and me don't travel far...only to my local supermarket and back home again. Not a far distance at all...but if we get lost, I'll blame the car! :)
I don't have GPS...I just continue telling myself where to go...either that or my car knows. My car and me don't travel far...only to my local supermarket and back home again. Not a far distance at all...but if we get lost, I'll blame the car! :)
ReplyDeleteThat's pretty cool, did not know about an Australian GPS voice.
ReplyDelete"You have reached your destination..." lol
ReplyDeleteI love her voice!
hugs
Donna