Looking East--Shooting Utopia

Finn at East Beach, Chappaquiddick, Dukes, Martha's Vineyard, MA, USA

Chappaquiddick > cheppiaquidne > Chaubaqueduck > Chappaquidgick: "separated island," or "sometimes an island." Possible utopia. 

Finn@eastbeach.utopia: Shadow, silhouette, fully saturated, highly contrasted, emptiness, purple. Wave and particle. Expand. Embody Grace.

New *Shell Phone* technology hits the street

Martha's Vineyard--known chiefly for its beaches, quaint olde towne colonial architecture, and conch and lobster fisheries--exploded onto the international stage today as a potential technology hub or, more appropriately, a "tech island." 

Local fisherman--seeing a massive decline in the local fishery over the same decades that saw the meteoric rise of the Internet and cell usage--have innovated a new communication device, which is gaining traction rapidly, especially with the Gen-Z demographic: Shell Phones (see photos below). 

"We felt it was high tide to crack the nacreous layer off the traditional cellular industry and it's crusty incumbents to expose the pearl within," says shell phone designer, Molly Crustashen. 

The clam-size device packs the same feature sets as traditional cells, but additionally shell phones may be tasted or even eaten by the user or a friend before, during, or after making or receiving calls. 

"The innovation underscores behavioral trends linking obesity and talking, nutrition and communication, and, of course, it also buttresses arguments supporting the theories of Evolution, Relativity, and Heliocentricity," says shell-tech advisor, Clam Baker, of Woods Hole. 

Below, a Gen-Z-er uses a shell phone to make a personal shell call while an older gentleman moans with hunger to try the new technology. 

 (Images provided by the Conch Fishers of Martha's Vineyard)

A big roar in a small package

Sometimes a sound can be quite shocking. In this instance, Finn of County Middlesex hears The Lion Sleeps Tonight through headphones for the first time. He was not a little shocked by the exquisite amplification of the small little ear buds he wanted so much to handle. 

Maui this is not...

Dyck-Dog--

The rents scoped me here to Martha's Vineyard. No sign of Martha yet, but I hear she's cute. 

This much I know: Maui this is not--it's cold and windy here, dude. 

Get the keys to the Golf and let's Jiggy, Braw!! 

Finn-Dog

Dog-to-Dog

Oly-Dog--

Check it out--I snagged my dad's iPhone. I've got you on speed dial, dude. Grab your mom's blackberry and let's Jiggy!!!

Get your chat on, Cuz! 

LaterG8r.

Finn-Dog

Brothers in Arms

Will (aka Willy) Lampert spends time with Finn of County Middlesex, showing him the ropes and a number of "moves" that will hold him in good stead for years to come. 

Is the East Coast worth it? Ask Finn.  

Bono sighting in Hopkinton

The Hopkinton Crier reported that reliable (anonymous) sources had positively identified Bono (leader of the Irish rock band, U2) in the small town of Hopkinton, Massachusetts over the Holiday weekend. 

The Star was first noticed in disguise pushing a small pink baby stroller in the town Center. 

Later, paparazzi squeezed off a close-up of the Rocker as he ate a bowl of clam chowder at a local joint. More on the pink stroller to come...

Try it.

Ah, Gum. Kids love it. Dentists love it. We all love it! A snap here. A crack there. A bubble-pop between the teeth. Hell, even Pulitzer Prize-winning poets write verse about it.  

Today was the day that Finn of County Middlesex had his own first taste of the good stuff.