September 1st, 2008

My Phone Hits the Nail on the Head

My Phone Hits the Nail on the Head


I was transcribing walking directions to myself in the form of a text message, and when I started to key in "turn right on Folsom," I was very amused by my phone's predictive text guess after the first three letters of "right." Based on that, the entire line would have read:

"turn pig on Folsom."


Apparently my phone seems smarter than it should be, if you consider some of the more outlandish elements of Folsom Street's reputation, especially the annual Fair that takes place there...