I used to be this delusional. I was convinced that god would interfere with the most mundane things in my life, but yet I never expected god to fix the big things in life, like war and poverty. For some reason I worshiped a god that was so oblivious, or so non-caring, that I, measly old me, had to pray over every little detail in my life or it would all go haywire. God just didn't care or wasn't paying attention, unless I, the great decider of all things that should go right, prayed over them. Believers will argue that god just wants some acknowledgment for his benevolence, but I think their god is just lazy.
Welcome to my World of Wonderment
Our planet is a neat place, full of weird and unusual people doing weird and unusual things. One oddball thing I like to do is geocache. What other activity is there that makes people travel hundreds of miles to climb a mountain, wade a river, and fight a Bigfoot, just to be the first person to sign a piece of paper rolled up in a 35mm film canister stuffed in the knot hole of a tree? I can't think of any other sport that has such a great mix of technology and the wonderful outdoors. A lot of geocaches are placed in a beautiful setting, or hidden in a challenging or unique way, or in a historical setting. Geocaching allows the finder to share in some of the hiders favorite places, and along the way you get to meet some interesting characters, and occasionally learn something new. While this blog is primarily a geocaching blog, I also use this place to post the occasional funny video or weird news story, or as a platform to rant or rave about something I really have to share. But for the most part this website is about you, the weirdo walking around in circles, talking into your GPS unit like it's a phone, pretending your taking pictures of a phone booth to find find the tiniest micro-cache, or circling your car around and around a light pole in a parking lot trying to retrieve a cache without even getting out of your car.
8/13/08
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