Homer: But how did you find me?
Marge: Well, I was sure you'd be on foot, because you always say public
transportation is for losers. And I was sure you'd head west,
because Springfield slopes down that way. And then, I saw the
lighthouse, and I remembered how you love blinking lights. Like
the one on the waffle iron.
Homer: Or that little guy on the "Don't Walk" sign.
-- Nothing like bright, shiny things,
"El Viaje Misterioso de Nuestro Homer"
