Day Eighty-One

Just when I thought I'd have nothing to do this weekend, I finally discovered geocaching. I'm amazed I only found it about it now, seeing as how it combines so many things I love:

- hunting for treasure

- purchasing sophisticated technological gadgets and using them for silly purposes

- walking around for hours in aimless frustration

It really is pretty awesome. (In a nutshell: someone hides something and then gives you the geographical coordinates for it, and you use a GPS receiver to find it.) I tried to find my first geocache today at the Santa Monica Airport, and while I was not, ultimately, successful in finding the "buried treasure," I still had a lot of geeky fun doing it. Tomorrow I'll just try a different one. No reason to give up now, especially after blowing $70 on the GPS unit.

Divaker and I saw Uncovered: The War on Iraq at the Arclight tonight. We thought it was a 10:20 show, but it was actually 11:20, which meant there was plenty of time to wander through Amoeba and realize that as soon as I get a job, I'm sinking some serious money into (1) a whole bunch of used records and (2) a turntable on which to play the records.