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Adequately Explained by Stupidity

Common sense is not nearly common enough.

On July 30th, I saw the following near Inman Square in Cambridge:

A USPS blue collection box, taking up space between two benches which face each other, in a ridiculous way

As I cycled past this tragedy, I did a double-take, which is a very unsafe thing to do on a bicycle. I quickly stopped and backtracked to snap a picture. Rather than suffering the slings and arrows of this outrageousness alone, I needed to neutralize its power by sharing it with others.

What exactly was going on here? Judging by the rust, it seemed the benches had been there for quite some time. Meanwhile, the paint job on the USPS blue box looked fresh. Had someone from the post office really, truly decided that “between two benches” was a reasonable place to install a collection box?

Another angle of a USPS blue collection box, taking up space between two benches which face each other, in a ridiculous way

Just look at it! Who could possibly think that was OK?! I am horrified to learn that the answer is “someone”, rather than “no human being, at any time, ever”. Gah!

I eventually biked off, shaking my head (also not particularly safe). When I showed these photos to friends over the next few days, I never failed to get a confused laugh. I also gained at least one amusing theory. Perhaps criminals meet on these benches, and the blue box was actually the FBI’s least subtle bugging ever. I could live with that kind of incompetence.

Fortunately for my mental health, a week later, I passed by again and saw this:

Sanity has prevailed. Nevertheless, I remain disturbed by the existence of a scarecrow running around out there so empty-headed that they did this in the first place.


Update (August 15, 2025): Shortly after, there came a new Blue Box theory.

The Mapparium Doofuses

Oh, Venthead, I think I love you most of all.

The Mapparium is a tourist attraction here in Boston, a three-story stained glass globe that you can walk inside.1 It’s quite something, and at just $6 a ticket, it’s well-worth checking out if you’re in town.

Tour buses roll by my house frequently, to regale visitors with the tale of the great molasses flood. Some of these buses contain an ad for the Mapparium:

An ad for the Mapparium

I love these doofuses so much. Let’s have a closer look. First, we can zoom in to take note of the tour guide pointing unnaturally:

A woman pointing unnaturally

Given the badge visible on the lanyard, I suspect this person is indeed a real guide at the Mapparium. I also suspect being told to pose like she was doing her job made her suddenly forget how to act like a human being. I hope her friends take selfies with this ad every chance they get and send them to her.

We can zoom in further, and see that the guide is pointing to “French West Africa”:

A hand pointing to “French West Africa”

The Mapparium was built in 1935, and it was never updated after that. Hey, at least the land masses haven’t moved since then.2

Next up, let’s look at the engrossed attendee with the epically fake smile:

A woman smiling very fakely

While I don’t think she needs the hostage and rescue team, I’m still not buying her enjoyment one bit.

These two people amused me for quite some time, before I eventually noticed what became my absolute favorite part of this ad:

A woman whose head is a vent

Yes, there’s a third person in this ad, and she’s the best of all. Better than “guide pointing unnaturally” and “patron with phony smile plastered on” is “woman whose head is a vent”. Venthead, I salute you.


Footnotes:

  1. Atlas Obscura tells us “the Mapparium gets its name from the Latin words mappa (“map”) and arium (“a place for”).” From this, we can surmise that an aquarium is “a place for water”, and that we should really not be putting fish in there. ↩︎

  2. Much. ↩︎

Don’t Expect Too Much From Apple Intelligence

You just keep trying to kick that football, Charlie Brown.

I live just down the street from the home of both the Boston Celtics and the Boston Bruins, TD Garden. Games, concerts, and other shows at this arena can impact me greatly, so I frequently want to know “What’s happening at the Garden tonight?”. For several years, answering this question has involved skimming through the TD Garden schedule. That does do the trick, but it’s more work than I’d like.

After updating my iPhone to iOS 18.1 and activating the much-hyped Apple Intelligence, I thought I’d give Siri yet another shot. With its new brain, I thought perhaps it might now be able to handle the task of finding and reading a calendar for me. Guess how that went!

First, I asked Siri “Who’s playing at TD Garden tonight?”. Rather than a direct answer, it kicked back a series of Google search results:

A Siri response to the question “Who’s playing at TD Garden tonight?”, which lists three web search results

To be fair, this reply does contain the desired information within its results. However, that requires parsing through them. It’s not the simple and definitive answer I’m after.

So, I tried again. In this particular case, I actually knew it was the Celtics home opener, so I asked “Do the Celtics play tonight?”:

A Siri response to the question “Do the Celtics play tonight?”, which shows their upcoming game against the Knicks

Here, I did get the type of single specific response I was after. And yet, even this was lacking in critical details. The home team is usually on the right in displays such as this, but there’s nothing that confirms that hunch. It could say “Knicks @ Celtics”, or detail where the game is taking place, but it does not.

Siri does in fact know the game’s location, as seen when I asked “Where do the Celtics play tonight?”:

A Siri response to the question “Where do the Celtics play tonight?”, which shows that Siri knows they’re playing at TD Garden

Siri knew the exact expected answer to this query, and thus it ought to have known the answer to my original query as well. And yet there I was, three questions in before finally getting the desired information.

Perhaps you’re wondering how ChatGPT would handle “Who’s playing at TD Garden tonight?”. The answer is “with aplomb”:

ChatGPT nailing the answer to the quesiton

Yes, it got it in one, and even tossed in details about the Celtics championship celebration. That’s the kind of answer I want from a personal assistant. It’s also the kind of answer Siri has simply never been consistent about providing. Over 12 years ago, I noted just how much Apple was over-promising and under-delivering when it came to Siri. Alas, if my experience is anything to go by, too little has changed.

It’s a Strange Mix of Names

Still, it’s always nice to get mail.

Yesterday, I received an envelope in the mail. It was addressed directly to me (with my full address, which has been edited out):

An envelope addressed to your humble author
Why, this looks like a nice little card. But it’s not my birthday, nor any holiday.

The back of the envelope”
The return address is listed as “Eden Prairie”. I don’t think I knew any Minnesotans, but I also wasn’t certain that this was actually listing Shutterfly as the sender.

A Christmas card from “The Singhs”
Look at that! It’s a wonderful…Christmas card…in mid-October. And it was sent by……The Singhs, a lovely family that I don’t know and who probably don’t actually exist. Let’s flip this over to get a bit more information.

Shutterfly’s holiday offer.
Ahhh, of course. Like so many things in life, it’s just an ad.

I suppose this trickery is fitting, after my own previous hijinks. Nevertheless, peace to you as well, Rahul, Maya, Anika, Shivani, and…Dillon?! Sure, fine, whatever.

Happy Holiday!

We're taking this thing back, dammit.

Earlier this week, I mailed out a card to a few dozen friends. But you, dear reader? You deserve a card too.

An envelope addressed to “One Foot Tsunami Reader”
Why look, it’s a card for you! With a lovely matching stamp, affixed at a jaunty angle!

A card featuring a jester and the words “Joyful vibes, from Paul”
It’s so festive!

A card which says “Happy Holiday!
Hopefully, this card finds you healthy
and contented. A great deal of time has
passed in the haze of COVID. That's a
pity. Still, I trust life is going well for
you.

A holiday like today is truly the
perfect time to take stock of what
really matters. On this joyous day,
it's my wish for you to find time to
live, to laugh, and to love.

For me, this day serves as a perfect
occasion to make it crystal clear to
others how much I cherish them. I'm
looking forward to the day when I can
see you again in person
Well, that’s very nice. But wait, what the hell holiday are we celebrating?

There is a definitive answer to that question, and you can find it in the third image. When you come acrostic across it, you’ll know.

Click to reveal the answer.

Three Signs, Zero Agreement

Get it together, CVS.

This is a sign I recently saw in CVS, next to the pharmacy counter:

A sign reading “COVID-19 vaccine now available for eligible people. By appointment only. No walk-ins.”

It clearly states that COVID-19 vaccines are available, but only by appointment. OK.

On the counter of the pharmacy itself, I saw this:

Due to high demand for vaccines, appointments are recommended.

Things are getting less strict, with appointments now recommended but not required.

Finally, directly above the pharmacy, I saw this sign:

A sign indicating this area is for “Vaccine walk-ins”

Now I don’t know what to believe!

Silencio, Por Favor!

This story requires just two pictures.

Did I get some sweet new headphones? Am I some sort of YouTube gamer now?

No. However, there is jackhammering 50 feet from me.

So, this is how I live now.

Caution, Do Not Store Vertically

A 10% discount is not nearly enough.

This is a package of “Beyond Sausages”, made by Beyond Meat:

These faux-meat vegan sausages are absolutely delicious, and it would be easy to miss that they are plant-based. They cook up incredibly well, and are likely to be enjoyed by anyone and everyone.

Beyond Sausages can be found in or near the meat department of many grocery stores around the United States. As you can see in this press image provided by Beyond Meat, they should be displayed horizontally.

Unfortunately, my local supermarket has other ideas.

If I asked you “Can you make something look like both a flaccid male member and literal dog shit at the same time?”, you’d surely guess no. And yet, here we are!

Drumming Up Demand 

This is very, very dumb.

When several suspicious packages were left outside the New Rochelle train station near New York City, a commuter called in a tip to the police. It turned out the packages were not explosives, or anything else harmful. Ridiculously, they were instead soon-to-be-installed “Help Point” devices which will allow travelers to, among other things, report suspicious packages.

This tweet contains a gallery of four images, which tell this story perfectly.

A police officer examining a tall cardboard package

That package, being opened

The police officer fully revealing the package to be a security Help Point

Said police officer, with an amused grin

The amusement captured in that fourth image is great. I only wish we could see the dog’s face, which no doubt has an exasperated look.

Siri and the Kilomile

This post features math and a flawed virtual assistant.

When I first took up serious distance running in 2001, I also began a log of each of my runs. I first measured my routes ahead of time by driving them with a car, and later with tools like MilerMeter (formerly GMap-Pedometer). Much more recently, the Apple Watch’s GPS has made it especially easy to know how far I’ve run, with no manual measuring required. At some point in the past few years, I also created an ongoing tally of my lifetime distance run.1

Obviously, I’m a nerd for running data. So I was amused when I learned about the distinctly non-metric measurement called the “kilomile”. A kilomile is simply a thousand miles, and while I’ve run almost seven of those in my adult life, friend-of-the-site Kelan C. managed an entire kilomile in just the year of 2018 alone.

Reviewing my running logs, which of course include annual totals, I saw that I had just missed a kilomile in the year 2017. That year I ran 980.4 miles, and if I’d known how close I was, I’d certainly have gotten off my ass a few more times in December. In 2019, I decided I’d conquer this goofy goal.

Once I began this effort, I soon found myself repeatedly checking my progress. To do that, I just need to know what number day of the year it is, then multiple that by the ~2.74 miles2 I need to average each day. That tells me what my total distance so far should be. For example, if I’ve run at least 27.4 miles by January 10th, I’m on or ahead of pace. Simple.

But why keep things simple, when one can instead make an overly-involved spreadsheet? I wanted to see more exact numbers, and also avoid repeating the same calculations constantly. Here’s a quick look at what I came up with:


I’m slightly behind schedule, but I remain confident.

The biggest issue with this is that we don’t generally know what number day of the year it is. Thankfully, that’s where computers can help. Calendar math is the foundation of lots of computer code, and it’s simple for machines to do. A Google search will get you to a site like EpochConverter which tells you that May 10th is the 130th day of the year. And surely my helpful virtual assistant Siri can tell me as well, right?

Long-time readers likely already know the answer to the above question. Some of the most popular posts on this site have covered the failings of Apple’s virtual assistant. From callousness, to over-promising and under-delivering, to outright sexism, Siri has had its issues.3

And yet, for some reason, I continue to try to make Siri work for me. It has improved over time, and because it’s always being updated, hope springs eternal. Maybe it shouldn’t though. Please enjoy this a story of futility in three images.

A Story of Futility in Three Images

First I asked Siri “What day of the year is it?”:

Answer: It's Monday, May 6, 2019

OK, that’s accurate enough, even if it’s not what I was after.

Next, I tried to get what I was after by some basic math, by asking “How many days are left in this year?”:

Answer: It's three hundred sixty-four days

I…uh…what?! This answer could only make sense in very early January, yet it seems to be the standard response to this question, no matter when it’s asked. Try it yourself.

Finally, I tried asking a very specific question: “How many days until 2020?”:

Answer: It's three hundred sixty-four days

Can’t, or won’t, Siri?

Compared to some of the previous failings I’ve noted, this one is somewhat obscure. Still, that second answer really got to me. Siri ought to be able to do this basic calendar math, but if it can’t, it certainly shouldn’t provide that kind of nonsense.

Update (May 15th, 2019): Don’t miss the follow-up post, “More on Siri and Numerical Days of the Year”.


Footnotes:

  1. 6,954.61 miles and counting! ↩︎

  2. That’s 1000 miles / 365 days, to get exactly 2.739726027 miles per day. I’m comfortable rounding up, because 0.000273973 miles is about a foot and a half.↩︎

  3. Early on I referred to Siri using feminine pronouns, as it had just one voice, which happened to be female. More recently, I’ve taken to calling Siri “it”, both because it has male and female voices, and because it of course doesn’t actually have a gender. ↩︎