Apparently I decided to take the entire last part of the summer and the whole fall season off from my blog. I certainly enjoyed myself, but you - man I'm sorry to subject you to such terrible blog ownership. Part of the reason that I have trouble posting here is because I coded this blog from the ground up before I had any idea what I was doing. Thus, writing updates and keeping stuff in order is a huge pain in the ass.

So this is it. I've decided to do it right. What you see now will soon be gone. Replaced by what? Well, I'm not sure. Probably a temporary page that will keep you updated on my Twitter feed as well as links to my other social spots.

Change is good. Especially when it is long overdue. Please check back again, you might just be surprised by what you see.

Thanks,

Matt

Sometimes I wait too long to put photos up here, and then they start to pile up. Then I get way too far behind and fail to update. So today, I bring you random photo post, where I review a huge dump of pics and bring you the ones I like the most. Today's post is from about 3 weeks ago when Colin and I went to to Lake Winnipesaukee for the tail end of Laconia Motorcycle Week. We took out Colin's boat Chancin' It, and made stops in Gilford, Meredith, Weirs Beach and of course Spindle Point. Check it out:

I'm not sure if any of you Loveline fans out there heard the show last week, but if you happened to tune in, you were lucky enough to hear beloved former co-host Adam Carolla "filling in" on a temporary basis. I happened to come across the show one night while randomly pushing my way through presets in my Mom's car - country... country... light rock... OMG! Adam on Loveline?!



As much as I tried to listen in, I of course missed quite a bit over the span of five days. One of the things I missed is what I want to show you now. Labeled the "best caller in years", this call involves a classic Loveline joke. It's lengthy and comes in two parts (20 min long), but if you are a Loveline fan and you know most of the inside jokes and traditions, you do not want to miss this call. Check it out!

Part 1

Part 2

I've mentioned geocaching a couple times before, but in case you are unfamiliar let me catch you up to speed. Geocaching is an outdoor game where you use GPS receivers to find items that are hidden from view, sometimes in very public locations. Player's look for geocaches, which can very in size from large shoe box size containers all the way down to caches the size of a pen cap, all of which contain some form of logbook. Player's sign the logbook to prove they found the cache and later log their finds and experiences on the web site. I am totally geeked out on it. So geeked in fact, that I have decided to hide my own geocache. It is located on Manchester's west side, once known as Le Petite Canada but is today known as "Rimmon Heights" by people who don't know any better ;)

The best kind of geocaches are hidden at places that are cool, interesting or worth going to on their own. So for my first cache, I decided to hide it at the Merci Boxcar, a neat little peice of history right near my house. You can use the link below to view my geocache hide on geocaching.com. The title of the cache might be a bit confusing, but it just indicates that it is part of a series of caches, one cache for every state in the country. Check it out, get the coordinates and learn some history!

50 States Geocache Series - Arkansas

As usual the Boston Globe's The Big Picture brings extraordinary events to life like you rarely see.

Check out the Red River flood.

About The Big Picture

Search their archives using the search tools on the upper right, and I promise you wont be disappointed.

Let's start off with a few things: First, THANKS for still coming here and checking out this website despite my lack of updates for almost four months. I promise to try and be better and maybe even improve things around here. Second, I've been busy. I've got pictures from my Christmas vacation in NH, and more importantly, I MOVED! That's right, I now reside back in good old New England. I am still settling in, and it has been great seeing everyone I have run into. I'll talk more about my move later, but for now, lets catch up with some photos from way back in 2008:

I started off on one of my late afternoon office rants today when Susan suggested I should write a book. Out of context this could seem like an offhand dismissal, but she was right. I am always coming up with these new rules and protocols for all sorts of things, I should probably start writing them down. It's not exactly a book, but if you want to print out the entries and bind them to your liking, I won't tell. On with today's new rule!

Rule #16
Never say "fly safe" or "have a safe flight" to anyone, ever.
Having recently been on a cross country weekend trip, I can tell you this rule is violated with regularity and vigor. Fly safe?! Thanks for mentioning that... I'll try extra hard to not crash the plane from seat 26C. I hope keeping my air blower on for the whole flight doesn't short out the plane's electrical system! Oh, and the voodoo curse I learned from that Hatian witchdoctor? I was going to put that shit on the pilot and copilot, but I think I will reconsider based on your insightful advice. Thanks so much!

Whew! I feel better already! This is just like therapy, except I don't owe you $110 for a 50 minute hour. It's an internet miracle! Now that I've got my piece out of the way, on to the goods. Check out my favorite pictures from my recent trip to NH (I flew as safely as possible).

Just a quick post with a few random items...

It's been twenty days since Barack Obama skyrocketed to the top of the presidential election. He's certainly got his work cut out for him. I'm guardedly optimistic I guess.

I'll be in NH for the holiday weekend, so hit me up if you want to hang. If the weather permits a few of us will be doing some wintery geocaching. If you've never heard of it, it's basically an outdoor game where you use a handheld GPS receiver to find hidden items. There are hundreds of thousands of geocaches hidden worldwide, and chances are there are a handful not too far from where you are.

Speaking of geocaching, there is one person who will not be joining our hunting party. That man is Colin Taggart. Our dear friend Colin recently had an unfortunate accident involving a tree and his leg. From what I understand, he basically got Theisman'ed, except Lawrence Taylor was a tree. Check out the photos below, but be wary, the second picture captures his broke-nasty leg!