This is the perfect visual for this song, and all this time I never knew… I found this sort of just fussing around on youtube looking for clark interviews (about his gear – as I plan to start experimenting with music making in the near future)

Link.

I went on my first true Geocaching adventure the other day. It started on sunday night, when I got back from UMass. I had downloaded the Geocaching app for my iPhone before I returned home, my brother had told me about it months before and we went on a not-so-successful run (found one cache in edgartown and failed on 3 others). I decided to go out that evening but I neglected to bring a flashlight with me, so I found myself scouring the cache site in the dark, attempting to illuminate the location with the light of the phone and failing. I gave up on that site, but decided to reattempt a site my brother and I had failed at in the winter. After much digging behind rails and making myself look like a crazy person on the side of the road, I found it, deep in a bush by the bike path. My excitement was overwhelming, especially the feeling that I had done it myself, with no help. I was determined to do more.

The next day, I went to Vineyard Haven and found myself wandering into the middle of the Memorial Day picnic at the Waterworks, smiling and nodding while glancing down at my iPhone and looking for familiar landmarks based on the clues on the website. I found the cache excitedly, but realized I’d forgotten a pen. I wandered back to my car and found one. Another small cache, there was little room for anything but my signature. Another one was nearby, so I walked until I found it, up a hill on the overlook. A friend drove by, honking and waving as he passed, surely wondering “what the hell is he doing?” as I leaned over the guard rail to look behind it.

A huge log here, soaked but loaded with names and thanks, and a path tag, the same that my brother and I found months earlier but left in Edgartown. It was neat to see the same thing come back. I put a bugs bunny figurine inside and went on my way.

Now I was in a flow, and I decided to go back, quickly, as the sun began to set, to the location I’d attempted the night before. After much frustrated leaf kicking, I found it hidden next to a tree, further back than I’d thought it would be. An ammo box! I excitedly pulled it out and dug through it, finding all kinds of relics and a very comprehensive log book, dating back to 2003. I had no idea it had been going on so long. I filled out my piece, dropped in a bunch of goodies, and left, satisfied. I decided to give one more cache a shot, as the sun continued to set and the light was dimming, I lost myself in the woods of edgartown, down numerous dead end roads and avoiding private property signs. Finally, I found the right track, and then wandered along the beach until I found an alcove with a field, overhung by a canopy of trees. I entered and searched the area, consulting my GPS and tips all the while. Eventually, I found it buried next to a tree, another ammo box, this one filled with several tagged objects, tracker bugs, and so on. I snapped some photos and put a Metrocard inside. This little hobby was taking me to places I’d never seen on Martha’s Vineyard, and it was a very exciting prospect. The next day I purchased a Time Capsule at the thrift store to create my own in the near future. I took several photos, here are a few that highlight the experience, particularly the sunset on the beach. I only wish there were more on Martha’s Vineyard, but I’ll do my best to make that happen on my own.

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This is quite Impressive, and a fitting tribute:

Map the Fallen

I am not a smoker, but in Boston I was amazed by this – the video isn’t as impressive as the real thing – The “Electronic Cigarette” (link provided by the woman who was “smoking” it)- No tar, no smoke, just water vapor for appearances and system for distribution of nicotine inside it to give you your “fix.” The girl said “It’s like an inhaler.” She even got away with smoking it on the plane ride to Boston.

It’s not smelly. It even lights up at the end, looking like a surreal version of an actual cigarette. It’s actually pretty neat. I have no intention of taking up smoking because of it, but it seems like a good alternative for those who are looking to quit but still have the look and feel of smoking. We are living in the future and the future is electronic cigarettes. And turning your pockets inside out. Speaking of which, it’s probably less expensive than buying cartons of the real thing.

Better luck next time, Internet Libertarians. Found on the Harvard Bridge in Boston.

At the Burlesque Expo in Boston Wolfie and I witnessed an oddities fair. I snapped some photos. The oddities troupe is called “Eight Corner Globe.” It’s some freaky stuff, be warned. Here are the photos. Professor Badger was a funny guy and he had a wealth of knowledge, some real, some fake, about the materials in his collection. See below, and visit their website to book them for your town. Oh yeah, they vacation on the Vineyard and would love to do a setup near the flying horses.

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(Feel free to click the comment button and ask any questions you may have about the above images, he gave a pretty decent description of what they all were. Human scrimshaw, live black widows, Vampire slaying kits, etc.)

I informed the Professor about the woman with the invisible arm I’d read about on Boing Boing a few days prior.

This is certainly classy. Saw this in Oak Bluffs a couple hours ago.

This was always my favorite ever strip of Calvin and Hobbes, it still makes me burst out laughing. Found it playing with stumbleupon.

Also found on noquedanblogs – there is a lot of neat looking stuff over there.