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Oh crap. I've been planning one for a while, and I thought there couldn't possibly have been that many. I'm keeping the name top secret, though!

You know what? I don't care if this is off-topic. I'm absolutely astounded. I hope none of you "bum-haters" dare to call yourselves "Christian". After all, Jesus and his followers were bums too, weren't they? Imagine yourselves without work, without resources, without family, maybe with health or addiction problems or mental illness; imagine yourselves living on the street because you have nowhere else to go, having to steal or sell your bodies in order to survive, day after day after day. Life on the street is hell on the body and the soul. It extracts a massive toll, so have a little compassion and try to imagine that these "bums" were once innocents, too - but somewhere along the line they were dealt a very bad hand. Maybe "hallowed ground" and "good manners" mean different things to people who are sick, hungry, and haven't showered in weeks, than to those of us who are fortunate and affluent enough to be able to engage in the pastime of geocaching. I'm so disgusted with you people I could puke.

I don't know why something as trivial as the virtual travel bug should burn me up so much, but it does. On my watchlist, for instance, I have an actual, bona fide, physical cache called "As North as it Gets". I enjoy reading the logs of people who actually have the cajones to hike out there and sign the logbook. Lately (and indeed all through the summer), all there have been are these stupid "virtual TB drop" logs. Can someone clue me in as to what satisfaction could possibly be derived from this kind of activity? Do people really imagine themselves mushing a team of dogs over treacherous, icy terrain as they type in the phrase "virtual TB drop"? I really don't get it. Am I alone in this? Someone enlighten me, please! (er - and I'm really being more silly than confrontational here, but I still don't get the point of it)

Yeah, really. "Furkid" makes me think of some guy in a fox costume yiffing in a furpile and philosophizing about the conflict between his human and "otherkin" selves. Not that there's anything wrong with that!

Not that it's a bad idea if the proceeds are going to charity, but the bracelet thing has way peaked. Once the soccer parents are wearing them (which they are), it's only a matter of time before they disappear into the same void as all those hilarious Garfields-stuck-to-the-car-window. Just sayin'...

C'mon! You were dancing The Robot and you know it! . . . Or was that me..... ?

Hm. Interesting. I almost never log DNFs - not because of some lame ego thing (I really couldn't care less about appearing ditzy and unsuccessful), but because I feel bad about cluttering up people's logs. It's only if I think the cache might be missing that I would record a DNF. However, the opinions you're all expressing are making me reconsider this habit!

I just got to watch this great episode (having seen the previous three), and wanted to send a big thank you, Icenrye, for putting in all that time and effort in aid of getting the word out about geocaching. Your enthusiasm is contagious!

Na-hice photos, Couparangus!

Er... I guess I could be called a lurker. I've been geocaching for about a year, mostly in the company of my partner in crime, dogbreathcanada (but don't hold that against me, please!) Likes : micros (yup, I'm a weirdo) ; leaving nice trades without taking any or writing it in the logs (good karma) ; caches with a story behind them, or ones that reveal something about local history; puzzle caches and/or witty caches (halfcanadian's are great). Dislikes : hacky sacks, hacky sacks, hacky sacks. I swear, if I see another one of the darn things, I'm going to hunt down whoever who left it in the cache and bean them with it! Well, hacky sacks and any other piece of crap or broken or plain-old yucky thing that's bound to disappoint kids and/or go mouldy (I'm a mother, you see). I mean, c'mon people! Half-used chapstick?! Opened bandaids?! (I'll stop before I get high blood pressure). Anyhoo, that's about it for me. TTFN!

I was thinking the same thing.... hm. But then, where I live, the grass is always green in the winter!