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= Couch Potato Geohash Fan Fiction, Part 1 =
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The date is March 20, 1937; Detective Comics has just hit the stands. A natural gas explosion has rocked the community of New London, Texas; and the house I will occupy 68 years later would be as close to a geohash as it has ever been.
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= Couch Potato Geohash Fan Fiction, Part 2 =
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The date is February 23, 2002. We were all basking in the glow of Mitt Romney's Mormon Winter Olympics and the recent Super Bowl defeat of the St. Louis Rams. The house I will occupy a little over 3 short years from now will be nearly as close to a geohash as that fateful day in March of '37.
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= Couch Potato Geohash Fan Fiction, Part 3 =\
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The date is Stardate 1345870983472346. Chancellor Randall proclaims today's geohash site directly on my former residence. It has been many years since global warming has flooded the site. My remarkably healthy severed head, floating blissfully in its cryostatic fluid, enjoys a cool additive capsule simulating a cold beer, along with Ted Williams' severed head on the shelf across the way. Hi, Neighbor!

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Hi! I'm a Denizen of the Providence graticule.

Although I haven't much experience with GPS (just bought a TomTom; I'll be returning it), I've always been interested in maps - both drawing them and viewing them for the statistical cache and artistic achievement they are.

I have also been an xkcd reader since mid-April 2008. I have found Randall's work to strike a chord with me, and have read other webcomics mentioned in his links, particularly Perry Bible Fellowship, Buttercup Festival, and Questionable Content.

I am a college graduate (Rhode Island College, History, 2002), a math geek (800 SAT, 2-time AHSME School winner and 1993 AIME participant), a Kakuro addict, a husband (to Kerry, since 6/17/2000), and a father (to Finnegan, who is currently hospitalized with complications from cystic fibrosis-related surgery). Sorry if that's too much information; it's just what's going on in my world right now. I encourage anyone with the means to donate to www.cff.org; their work has helped my son survive the battle he is going through.

Finnegan's 4th birthday is tomorrow; I doubt I'll be going to any geohashes, unless I can get a Couch Potato at the hospital, as there will be a party there already!

Shameless appeal for your money here!

Feel free to donate a birthday gift at this link [1], or just send some positive mojo our way; this is week 16 in the Intensive Care Unit! Just to give you an idea of how far Finn has come, I present the following pic from his first week, back in February: the wall of meds.

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That said, I find the notion of geocaching a welcome diversion, and a good reason to get off my ass once in a while and go outside!

See you in the graticule, unless it's in the water - I can't risk becoming aquaraptor bait!

Couch Potato Geohash Fan Fiction, Part 1

The date is March 20, 1937; Detective Comics has just hit the stands. A natural gas explosion has rocked the community of New London, Texas; and the house I will occupy 68 years later would be as close to a geohash as it has ever been.

Couch Potato Geohash Fan Fiction, Part 2

The date is February 23, 2002. We were all basking in the glow of Mitt Romney's Mormon Winter Olympics and the recent Super Bowl defeat of the St. Louis Rams. The house I will occupy a little over 3 short years from now will be nearly as close to a geohash as that fateful day in March of '37.


= Couch Potato Geohash Fan Fiction, Part 3 =\

The date is Stardate 1345870983472346. Chancellor Randall proclaims today's geohash site directly on my former residence. It has been many years since global warming has flooded the site. My remarkably healthy severed head, floating blissfully in its cryostatic fluid, enjoys a cool additive capsule simulating a cold beer, along with Ted Williams' severed head on the shelf across the way. Hi, Neighbor!