Bad enough to blog

I know that just about everybody has given up on my blog. I've primarily moved to Facebook. I hate Facebook more than Blogger, but that's a post for another day. Perhaps I will still use Blogger for the intellectual thoughts and Facebook for the Facebook-ish stuff. (Yes, that does imply that most everything on Facebook in non-intelligent.

Anyway....

To give a little background, I have been asked to do a training at a local high school as to how GPS/Geocaching/Waymarking/etc. can be used in the classroom. (I was specifically asked to teach on Geocaching - which really doesn't hold a lot of value for the general classroom - so I expanded it a little.) Well, the problem is that there are no Geocaches within a mile of the school. So, I went on Sunday to scout out a few locations. I had a couple of containers with me, so I placed some, but I wanted to give some options for my training sessions and so I scouted out a few additional locations where containers could be hidden as well.

When I posted the coordinates where I had hid the containers to the Geocaching web site, it was suggested to me that one of my containers was a little too close to the playground equipment - that people looking for the container might look suspiscious. They were right - the container was actually on the playground equiment and I didn't really think about how that might look.

Also, over the weekend, I was informed that one of my geocaches had been raided. Interestingly enough, all that I think was stolen was the log-book. The person that found it put it back together and actually placed it back exactly where it was supposed to go. (I guess the coordinates must be pretty spot-on.)

So, I went out today with a friend to do some caching and also finish placing some caches, do some maintanance and of course move the container from off the playground equipment. Well, adding the log book to the raided cache went well enough - just frustrating that somebody would do something so stupid.

But when we got to the park near the school, things went from bad to worse. When I went to pull the original container off of the playground equipment, it was gone. So, since it was a brand new container, my friend and I did some digging around. As the folks from the Geocaching web site suggested, this got some attention from other people who were watching their kids at the playground. After not too long, we gave up assuming that it was gone. We went to place another cache in a location that I had already scouted out while thinking about where else in the park I could place another container to replace the one from the playground.

Well, we ended up back near the playground at some picnic benchs. While we visually scanned the area for a place to hide a container. We noticed that there was a lady that was looking at us kind of funny, but we had done a few odd things since we got to the park - digging around under some playground equipment and then walking to a rock in the middle of a field and walked back, but nothing that I would consider to catch anybody's attention.

So, I finally found a place to hide the container, but we needed to get the GPS coordinates for the location and also place it without this lady really seeing what we were doing, so we sat there a while longer. Finally we were successful. We got in my car, the lady seemed to have moved on - was now talking to somebody on her cell phone, so we looked up a place to go look for a cache and headed off.

About 1/4 mile from the park we passed by a police car. He immediately turns on his lights and flips a U behind us. I roll down my window and wait and the officer asks me to please step out of the car and keep my hands where he can see them. So, after explaining the sport of Geocaching to him, giving him my information, etc. he realizes that it was innocent fun - and also seems a little interested in learning more. We finally head on our way, the officer heads to the park presumably to calm down a lady who had seemingly worked herself into a fairly tight spin.

So, then at home, I'm still sort of processing my day, and I decide to go attempt a quick fix on our bathroom drain, which of course completely busts through - not the tub, just the drain, so we aren't looking at completely replacing the bathtub, thankfully.

Well, thanks to my introvert tendancies added to a flustering day that I am trying to get my head around - my wife is getting increasingly frustrated trying to ask about my dinner preferences - which at that point, I really don't care, but she is convinced will somehow improve my outlook on the world. Of course the only restaurant that I can think of that might do anything near the magic that my sweet wife is hoping for is Benihana's.

So, after spending a lot of money on a very fun and very long dinner, I think I can get my head started working again to get through a new day.

I'm now "ranked"

On June 22nd (my anniversary by the way), my sweet lady went with me to a "Geocaching Event". Not the most exciting time, but they are starting to grow on me. The event happened to be my 200th cache. Which means that I am now officially "ranked" in the Geocaching world. I am currently 498th in the state, 22,888th in the nation, and 37,971st in the world.

Let's just say I have a long way to go. :) In case you want to get me a gift, here's a suggestion - unfortunately, they're not for sale.

I got a rock

So, today I turned 37, and I got a rock...

Well, it's what I asked for and it's a geocaching rock...

Thanks fam for a great day!

"To observe and collect"

I'm not normally one to bash police officers just for the sake of doing so. Being in public service myself, I know that it is impossible to do everything that the public eye thinks that we should. However, I have had two frustrating experiences in the last week that I think are noteworthy - teachable moments for the kids, that didn't quite work the direction that I would have hoped.

First of all, I am that guy that drives the speed limit. I don't do it in the fast lane because before I was convicted of wanting to obey this law, I remembered how annoying it was when I was in a hurry and some dimwitted knucklehead (that would be me - now) was driving the speed limit in the fast lane. (Please note: I have posted on speed limits before.)

So anyway, the other day when I was driving 8-over with the kids in the back (along a stretch that I don't normally drive - and, as the officer even admitted, down a hill), I had hoped to be let off with just a warning. I was staying with the pace of traffic and not really endangering anybody. So, instead of being able to teach my children about how the athorities are out to catch the bad guys who are out there trying to hurt us, I got to teach them about taking consequences for wrongful acts. (Which kinda makes it so that I can't plea bargin the ticket with a clear conscience.)

I decided to take that one in stride and not whine about it. However, last night I had another potential run-in, again with the hopes of teaching my children that authority is there to help our communities be better for all of us.

Last night I was parked by the side of the road with my family - geocaching if you must know - and ended up with a dead battery. (I had shut the car off while I went on my search and left the radio, lights and heater on for my family who stayed in the car.) So anyway, I decided to open my hood and get out jumper cables so that I nice passer-by might quickly assess the scenario and decide that it would not be a major inconvenience to stop and help. The first car to come by after the stage was set, was a police car. I made eye contact with both the driver and the passenger (in the front seat, not the back) and he drove right on by. Luckily, the truck that followed behind and saw that I was just dis'd by a police officer decided to stop and help.

So, hopefully soon, I will have a run-in with another public servant who can help my children see that they are the good guys. I just hope that it is not due to a crime with a direct, negative effect on me.

From bad to worse...

So yesterday I sustained what is most likely my first ever sports injury. Since geocaching is a non-contact sport, I figured the probability was lower, but obviously not at zero.

So, I have a sprained ankle, and I’m trying to determine if there is a fracture.

In the process of trying to lessen the swelling, I got to prove my allergy to Advil.

And so I also can’t see very well since my eyes are swollen shut.

So, a geek walks into an REI...

Ya know... Certain people just don't "fit" certain stores. A guy just can't walk into a Victoria's Secret. And a chubby, white-n-nerdy just can't walk into an REI. You could just see everybody looking at me placing their bets - is he going to get a gift card or is he going for the GPS area?

Anyway, I'm now the proud owner of an eTrex Legend.

Merry Christmas to me! And thanks dad....

Not sure what to think yet...

Found 3 today, but did not get to mark one, as the person enabling my new potential addiction is a premium member and so I don't have access to add one to my official count.