+crzycrzy Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 (edited) What would you think like if you were a cache ? Edited January 17, 2004 by crzycrzy
+pnew Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 If I was a cache I'd probably come out of hiding and spill all my contents out on the trail so the next geocacher to come along would feel sorry for me and think I was "muggled". It would take some pretty good acting but I think I could fool'em
Tahosa and Sons Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Ahh, I'm over the hill and very far away from the rat race.
Captain Chaoss Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Why are you all so ashamed of me ? You are so excited to find me, love me a few minutes till you get your cheap thrills and leave a mark deep within me, then shove me aside to go look for the newest thrill ! YOU B#$%@&@s !
+Night Stalker Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 (edited) I'd be thinking Is that guy blind or what? He's walked past me 3 times already. Maybe if he would quit looking at his GPS and start looking around he'd notice this bright red tupperware container barely hidden under a bush. Edited January 17, 2004 by Night Stalker
The_Brownies Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Be Gentle.. or NO NO -- I don't want to go back into that deep dark hole.. I want to live !!
+Renegade Knight Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 I would burrow in like an Arkansas tick when I heard Criminal coming up the trail.
+Johnnie Stalkers Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 (edited) In the beginning I was clean and full of life(swag). People gathered around me in awe. I lived a full life, met lots of good people and a few A-Holes along the way. After time, my skin began to fade and my insides didn't always work so well. I began to leak uncontrollably. My joints squeak when used, and my handles are stiff with age. Soon I will be forgotten and go to that great tree stump in the sky. Edited January 17, 2004 by Johnnie Stalkers
Captain Chaoss Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Darn it Johnny, now ya made me feel guilty ! I think I need to go pay my cache containers some attention now before they all croak. lol
+The Leprechauns Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Stop chewing on my lid! Quit scratching! Clean up those doots! I HATE those freakin' hamsters. Why can't I just have golf balls and McToys like all the other geocaches? Hurry up and die, rat-boy.
+rover-r-us Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 someone forgot to close the lid all the way.now i'm wet.
+wray_clan Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Yeesh.....just because I'm not an ammo box, just because I'm invisible means I don't get any respect?!? You probably just know me as "number padding." How would you like to get called 'matress stuffing' your whole life?!?! Oh, and, look, there's that "Yellow Jeep" hotshot. "Ooh, look at me, you can find me all over the world so pay a lot of attention to me. Blah blah blah blah blee blee blah." Gosh.... (This is supposed to be a disgruntled virtual. I have nothing against locationless or virtual caches.)
+Johnnie Stalkers Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 LEts not forget the locationless cache. I'm homeless, brother can you spare a container?
+carleenp Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Day -1 (before sentience): A void. No awareness. Day 1 (creation): Awareness: What am I? Do I exist? I feel things inside me. What are they? What are they for? Day 2 (placement): Apprehension: Where am I going? I hear a voice speak: "we will put it by the lake."... It is dark now, and suddenly I hear a roaring noise and my surroundings seem to move and vibrate.... A door opens and it is light again.... Oh what a pretty lake! Can I stay here?.... Wait! What are you doing to me? The lake! I want to see the lake! Why am I being stuffed in a dark hole? Why are branches being thrown on me?.... Please don't leave me here alone! Day 3 (discovery): Intrigue: I hear voices: "over here, no over there, oh here it is, hey my GPS still says it should be 5 feet away, they got the coords wrong!".... I am being lifted an opened. Things are being removed from me. Don't take part of me away!.... But wait, something new is in here now.... Why am I here? Week 2 (existence): Confusion: People visit me often now.... Sometimes they say things like "neat cache" or "great hide." I don't know what they mean, but I can tell it is a compliment to me in some way. I feel happy then. Sometimes they seem to want to visit but then decide not to. I hear them nearby, but then they curse and say they couldn't find it. Once one said "stinking thorn bush."... What couldn't they find? Did I make them angry? Why won't they talk to me? Week 6 (illness): Suffering: Less people come to see me now.... But then, just as I am getting lonely and depressed, I am found! Oh the joy when I am picked up and opened!.... But wait! They say something about putting a "bug" in me. Will that hurt me?.... Another visitor now. They remove the "bug." But what is being put in me now? It moves and has fur. I am not sure about this!.... The thing inside me, a "hamster" I think they called it, is doing things to the other things inside me. It won't talk to me either. I feel all eaten up inside.... A person visits, removes the thing, and I think saves me.... But can I be saved? Am I actually real? Month 3 (actualization): Understanding: I have listened to the voices of the people that visit me. I know now that I exist. I am real and have a purpose. I contain messages for other people. People also use me to convey objects to intended recipients. They call me "cache." I contain things, therefore I am cache. I feel important now. Month 6 (delusion): Indulgence: I am the great almighty cache. The great hide. The savior of humanity. Few people visit me now because only the chosen GPS and orienteering humans are now allowed to seek me. They are the chosen ones who come to me through the stinking thorns to save humanity. They are on a dangerous quest to seek my wisdom. Only the chosen are allowed to convey messages in, and gain wisdom from, what I now know is called my "log book." Some fail in their quest, but many succeed. Only they may take a treasure and leave another. Soon humanity will be saved. Year 1 (decline): Anxiety: 2 months now since I have been found.... I have less things inside me. When people visit, they tend to only leave a message.... Are my treasures less important now? I am lonely. I am depressed.... Is the quest going to fail? Is humanity lost? Year 1.5 (death): Fear: 5 months now since I have been found.... I hear voices: "it's hailing get under those bushes, arrg stinking thorn bush, hey! what is this thing? some rusty old ammo can!".... I am being opened, hail falls inside me. The voices say: "yuck! it's full of golf balls, what is this? it looks like part of one of those McDonald's toys, wait shut it before Mom sees."... I am closed again.... Another voice: "Don't mess with it, it could be dangerous, we should call 911."... New voices now. I am being touched gently by something called a "police." Things are being attached to me.... Why doesn't the police person want to open me and seek my wisdom? Did I do something wrong? Is my mighty power gone now?.... The police person goes away and I hear a voice: "stand back everyone."... A void. No awareness. Day -1 (before resurrection): A void. No awareness. Day 1 (resurrection): Awareness: What am I? Do I exist? I feel things inside me. What are they? What are they for?
+cachew nut Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 dadgum, I missed. I'll get the next finger.
+Johnnie Stalkers Posted January 17, 2004 Posted January 17, 2004 Wow! Carleen that was awesome! Well done. BRAVO! BRAVO!
+cachew nut Posted January 18, 2004 Posted January 18, 2004 Wow! Carleen that was awesome! Well done. BRAVO! BRAVO! Yeah, but she forgot the light.
+carleenp Posted January 18, 2004 Posted January 18, 2004 Well, the light was in there, it just got lost in the ellipsis!
+sept1c_tank Posted January 18, 2004 Posted January 18, 2004 Carleen, that almost brought tears to my eyes! Now I have to watch the Colts.
+Lazyboy & Mitey Mite Posted January 18, 2004 Posted January 18, 2004 Very clever Carleen, great job. My inner cache is simple, it wants to go to Maui
+SamLowrey Posted January 18, 2004 Posted January 18, 2004 If I was a cache I'd probably come out of hiding and spill all my contents out on the trail so the next geocacher to come along would feel sorry for me and think I was "muggled". It would take some pretty good acting but I think I could fool'em Well, so you say. Really you would do it so the next cacher would write a nasty log about the previous cacher who didn't hide the cache well enough and start a huge flamewar on the forums. You have a mean streak. J/K
+carleenp Posted January 19, 2004 Posted January 19, 2004 Carleen, that almost brought tears to my eyes!Now I have to watch the Colts. Oh yeah, read my wonderful creation and then get over it and watch football! Wait! I just got done watching football without thinking about the forums. Uhm... never mind!
+Confucius' Cat Posted January 19, 2004 Posted January 19, 2004 I can't believe this guy can't find me. He's looked for 90 minutes now. Hey, YOU... You with the GPS... I'm right here... Crimenetly, how many times are you gonna step on me? Sheesh, trade that gps in and get a white cane!
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