Friday, February 11, 2005

Stepmotherly Asset*

Tomorrow, I’m taking Jake geocaching. It’s always great to introduce someone else to the fine art of cache hunting. This will be my 8th or so time working with virgin geocachers. Of course there will be more to say afterwards, but for now I can safely point out that “Jake the Geocacher” can be rearranged to spell “Tracheae Cheek Jog” or “He reach ego jacket”. I don’t think we can safely read anything into these revelations.

On the other hand, “Sly Bevel first cache” can be shifted about to form “Five recyclable shts.” Shots, huh? Perhaps sheets? Why do these have to be so cryptic? Not even “A Fiery guide to Geocaching” gives anything meaningful (“Huge, grey age codification”).

On an unrelated note, “Embryonic manchild” gives “Minced boric hymnal”. This doesn’t mean anything either. (“Born indelicacy, hmm” seems more appropriate.)

* "Here's my latest post"

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