In My Footsteps Podcast Episode 232: The Final Original NES Games, Dating Game Killer, 1970s Teen Idols & Queens, Chris Farley(2-18-2026)

 

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The last games released for the original Nintendo. The story of the infamous Dating Game Killer. Some of the popular teen idols and teen queens of the 1970s.

Episode 232 keeps the month of love rolling on.

It starts with the ending of a beloved gaming console. For several years, and with more than a thousand titles to its ranks, the original Nintendo Entertainment System changed the gaming when it came to gaming. All good things must end though, and we will look back at the final 10 games ever released for the NES.

The month of love meets true crime. One of the most infamous true crime stories of the 1970s is that of 'Dating Game Killer' Rodney Alcala. How did a man in the midst of a killing spree end up as a bachelor on the popular game show? What is the story behind the notorious 1978 Dating Game appearance? Have any other killers appeared on game shows?

The 1970s weren't all serial killers on game shows. This week's Top 5 goes in a more wholesome direction as we look at some of the most popular teen idols and teen queens that dominated the disco decade. 

There is a brand new This Week In History and Time Capsule looking back at the life and career of beloved comedian Chris Farley.

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Helpful Links from this Episode

• Buy My New Book, In Their Footsteps!
• Searching For the Lady of the Dunes True Crime Book
• Hooked By Kiwi - Etsy.com
• DJ Williams Music
• KeeKee's Cape Cod Kitchen
• Christopher Setterlund.com
• Cape Cod Living - Zazzle Store
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Listen to Episode 231 here

Initial Impressions 2.0 Blog #108: Super Bowl, Still Frozen Cape Cod, Valentine’s Day, etc.

1. Super Bowl LX has passed. My New England Patriots didn’t finish their story and go from the outhouse to the penthouse in one season. The Seattle Seahawks defeated the Patriots 29-13 and deserved to win. Their defense lived up to the hype. Patriots quarterback Drake Maye looked rattled at many points during the game. His right shoulder was still somewhat injured, but he didn’t make excuses. He’s only 23, the 2nd youngest quarterback to ever start a Super Bowl. Despite the team losing, I have no doubt that they will be back in the Super Bowl within the next 3-4 years. The Patriots are a young team, with most players signed, and tons of money to spend. There might be a step back next year with a harder schedule and other teams getting a bit of a playbook on the Patriots, but rest assured, this is only the beginning of this chapter. So Patriots fans like me have no fear, and Patriots haters, sorry, but get used to them being contenders for the foreseeable future. Until then, though, hats off to the Seahawks; they are the champions and deserve all of the accolades.


2. The ice floes have been clogging the north side of Cape Cod for three weeks now. It has almost become just another part of life. I have been at some beach nearly every day getting photos and videos, as you who have been reading the blog know. When something feels common, it can also feel less dangerous. I have been climbing out on the ice chunks to get better vantage points. Of course, I’ve been doing it safely, but when you’re maneuvering on pieces of ice, how safe are you really? I have had a few slips and gone down during the last few weeks, but that didn’t stop me from taking it one step further this week. I went for a sunset shoot at Sea Street Beach in East Dennis. I carefully made my way out onto some of the ice and shot a video. Then I wanted to get some more footage since you never know when the temperatures will rise, and the ice will become only a memory. So I started walking further out until I was probably 75 feet offshore on the ice. Then I heard what I thought at first was a wounded bird. It was a high-pitched squeak. Then I heard it again, but it was no bird. It turned out to be the sound of ice splitting. Think about what an ice cube does when you drop it into room-temperature liquid. It kind of squeaks and cracks. Once I realized what it was and where I was, I got back to the beach as quickly as I safely could. That squeaking noise definitely was a reminder that I needed to respect those ice floes, no matter how cool the photos and videos could be.



3. As we are in mid-February, thankfully, we’re closer to the end of winter than the beginning. I am craving warmer temperatures and things blooming. It feels as though this has been a classic New England winter when we haven’t had one in several years. For as much as I want spring to get here, I am torn. The ice floe videos have been a boon for my social media, so I am not too keen on giving them up. That being said, I believe that Cape Cod in general is a great place, and videos of it will keep bringing in new viewers. Also, no matter how much I want the ice floes to stay, I can’t do anything about it. Or can I? No, I can’t. But I can shoot so much content that I can repost and repurpose it until I get sick of it. Of course, the biggest issue with spring on Cape Cod is that we don’t get one until May. Before then, we get a mass of mid-40s and fog, which makes us all feel like we’re in some horror movie waiting for the killer to pop out from the fog to end us. Yay.


4. The older I get I try not to look past today to get to tomorrow. What I mean is I see so many people on social media ‘dreaming of summer’ currently. Summer is 4 months away. These people are wishing away so much time that you don’t get back. Sure, I might be taking it too literally, but I am trying to make the best of each day rather than sitting back wishing it was spring, or summer, or sunny, or warmer, or that I was doing something more exciting. I think that’s a big reason why I have enjoyed Cape Cod’s icy winter. It’s like it gives each cold winter day purpose rather than these days being looked at with scorn and wishing it were summer already. Don’t forget, the sooner it’s summer, the sooner it’s winter again. Just make the best of each day you have; summer will come right on time as it does every year.


5. Dedication to the Craft is something I’ve mentioned a lot in this blog. It is something my buddy Steve and I coined about getting a photograph, no matter what might be in our way. This typically means putting ourselves into some sort of less-than-ideal situation for the good of the shot. One such way I can do this is by running on a treadmill and then deciding to go chase a sunset at an icy beach. My adventure to Chapin Beach in Dennis included me in shorts, trudging through a foot of crackling snow to get amazing photos. A pair of women, all bundled up, saw me out there and fled. There was also a nice older man shooting photos who didn’t seem too surprised when he saw me up on a hill, standing on a picnic table looking for the best vantage point. All in all, it was a fun trip, and the photos were worth it.

6. Dedication to the Craft can also take the shape of standing underneath a tree full of fighting turkeys, trying to capture some sort of National Geographic video. It was a ‘jerk the wheel and pull over’ type of moment as I spotted what was probably close to 20 turkeys in a tree. A few were fighting over the best branch and gobbling at each other. When trying to leave, I was boxed in by the rest of the turkey family, probably another dozen or so. These ones casually swaggered across the street and hopped onto a snow bank, all while I tried to reason with them. Luckily, I knew the password *gobble*, and they let me by without hassle. That was a close one.


7. I had a cute interaction with a little girl at the supermarket this week. As I was walking, she was facing me in a shopping cart. She looked like she had just finished a frosted donut, as it was all over her face. She smiled, waved, and even said hi. I made sure to say hi back, and she seemed happy with that. She also said hi to everyone else who passed by, but I didn’t hear anyone else actually say it back. I’m sure they all waved or something because who could resist engaging with a cute little kid? Psychos maybe. I would interact with every kid I saw if I could, but I think it would start to look like I was a creep, and we can’t have that.


8. Valentine’s Day is interesting in that I’d love to have someone to celebrate it with, but I also love the fact that I can just do for myself and not have to stress about whether I did a good job. It’s not really a holiday. It’s more of a spend more money on a relationship day. You can put in almost no effort, like getting flowers at a gas station on your way home from work, and be rewarded like a king. Or you could go all out, spending handfuls of money you don’t have on a celebration, and still be looked at as less-than. You sometimes never know what you’re going to get. I have always thought that if you’re a big Valentine’s Day person, that’s great, but not overly impressive. Everyone who cares about their partner does something on that day. More impressive is being the hero of the day on a random Tuesday in August when nobody else is watching. That’s when you know you’ve found the right one. Would I do something like that? I’d like to think so, but there’s only one way to find out.


9. Speaking of Valentine’s Day, mine was spent on a treadmill in the morning. While I was there, trying to run like it was 2019 again, I spotted this cute girl I had seen several times there. She’s a combination of mousy and serious, if that makes sense. Like, she’s not there to hang out and chat. She’s there to get her work done and go. I have been racking my brain trying to figure out how to get her attention. We wear the same brand of shoes, Brooks, but I don’t know if that’s much of an in. On this day, we each finished our respective cardio at the same time and ended up next to each other in the stretching room. Sadly, for as much as I’d like to think I would be coming off as genuine, I stayed silent and stretched rather than try to talk to her. I know most women don’t want to be approached by a stranger at the gym, and I had to respect that. There’s not much else I can do but try to be in her line of sight next time we’re both at the gym and smile like an idiot. Yeah, I’m sure that will suddenly break the ice.


10. Sadly, the wonder of the Cape Cod ice was shattered this week when a husband and wife fell through the ice. It happened at First Encounter Beach in Eastham. Unfortunately, the ice can look thick and stable and actually be ounces of pressure away from cracking. The couple had been out with their dog and walked out on the ice. This week saw temperatures getting into the high 30s on most days, which seriously compromised the ice. It was apparently also high tide at the time that they were walking, which was a perfect storm for a tragedy. Incredibly, the day before the event, I had been not far away at Skaket Beach in Orleans. There it was, low tide, and I hiked nearly ¼ mile out onto the ice for one final adventure. There were several other people out wandering on the ice at Skaket. The big difference between my walk and the tragedy in Eastham comes down to knowing your surroundings. Skaket Beach is the epicenter of the tidal flats on Cape Cod. Essentially, any erosion of the beach itself just gets dumped right offshore onto the flats. This makes it possible to hike great distances offshore, especially at low tide. To the untrained eye on social media, it might appear as though I throw caution to the wind with some of my photo adventures, but in reality, it is a lot of low-risk or highly calculated risks. My condolences to the family and friends of the people lost in Eastham this week.

In My Footsteps Podcast Episode 231: Origins of Online Dating, Beginning of McDonaldland, Overhyped 1980s Athletes(2-11-2026)

 

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How online dating began. The creation of the McDonaldland universe. Some of the most overhyped 1980s athletes.

Episode 231 keeps the month of love going strong.

It starts off with a look at the origin story of online dating. Matchmaking has existed in one form or another for centuries. In the 20th century, we had personal ads and video dating services. Finally, as the Internet gained traction, the first dating website, Kiss.com, was born. We look at the good and the bad of online dating.

GenX kids have a deep connection to McDonald's. The food and fun are cherished memories for those who grew up in the 1970s through the 1990s. One unique part of the fast food giant was its McDonaldland universe. Think of it like the MCU with fast food. We go back and look at the creation of McDonaldland and why it still resonates with us today.

Some athletes deserved all the hype they got. Then there were these ones. This week's Top 5 looks at overhyped 1980s athletes. Style over substance, too much credit, prospects who failed. They're all represented.

There is a brand new This Week In History and Time Capsule looking back at the odd and fascinating story of the Devil's Footprints.

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Helpful Links from this Episode

• Buy My New Book, In Their Footsteps!
• Searching For the Lady of the Dunes True Crime Book
• Hooked By Kiwi - Etsy.com
• DJ Williams Music
• KeeKee's Cape Cod Kitchen
• Christopher Setterlund.com
• Cape Cod Living - Zazzle Store
• Subscribe on YouTube!
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• CJSetterlundPhotos on Etsy
• Hidden Track Podcast #1

Listen to Episode 230 here

Initial Impressions 2.0 Blog #107: Leap of Faith, Frozen Cape Cod, Watch Your Step, etc.

1. For the last few years, I have felt like I am caught in between two worlds. One step one way could get me to everything I’ve ever wanted out of life. One step the other way could leave me with nothing. Honestly, most of the time I don’t know which step is the correct one. I end up staying right in the middle as day after day goes by. It sounds a bit dramatic, and I am very lucky and blessed to be where I am in my life at this point in time. That being said, the fact that I spend nearly every waking moment of free time working on creative projects tells me that, despite being blessed, I am clearly not satisfied with where I am. The big problem for me is that there likely won’t be a sign pointing me in the right direction. It’s going to end up being a leap of faith, which is terrifying.


2. It’s interesting how one’s mind works. A few months ago, on a dating app, I had a cute girl show interest. I didn’t feel ready for anything, so I let that pass by. I know, why are you on a dating app if you aren’t ready? Again, funny how the mind works. So I regretted not reciprocating almost immediately, but she was gone. Fast forward to this week, and she has shown up again in my search. Here we are again, where I have the opportunity but am holding back. I don’t know if it is the fear of getting burned again. I don’t know if it is fear of losing independence. I think it’s me overthinking. I am hoping that I snap out of it, but the irony is that sometimes I think that the thought of a relationship is better than having a relationship.


3. The ice floes on Cape Cod Bay are simply surreal. After the full moon high tide, it seemed like the ocean completely disappeared and left only square miles of gigantic swaths of sea ice. Naturally, I had to be out in it to get some video since I don’t know when they will be this extreme again. The beach I chose in Dennis had the best ice floes. This included chasms and crevices that I could use my selfie stick to get some great perspective shots. Of course, better than lowering my phone down into a crevice was lowering myself into a crevice. I was in ice up to my neck. This was great for getting killer perspective shots. Then reality set in. Getting down there was easy. Getting out? Not so much. I spent a couple of minutes trying to claw my way out of my icy tomb with no luck. The only option for me was, unfortunately, going scorched earth on the ice. I just smashed and stomped the floes until I could climb out. Sorry nature. Hey, I got my photos first, though.

Inside my potential icy tomb.

4. At my work, we have had loads of icicles hanging everywhere. Each day, they seemed to just keep growing and multiplying like they were Gremlins. Sure as time passes though, we finally got temperatures above freezing, which meant it was time for the icicles to start coming down. Luckily, as far as I know, nobody in our building has been struck by falling ice. That’s not to say that there haven’t been any wacky events. I was in our gym leading a potential client through a movement screen. I had my music off, so the room was pretty quiet. Then, out of the blue, we hear a loud crash outside one of the windows. I figured it was icicles. Sure enough, I went over to the window and not only was it one icicle, it was probably 7, all attached into what looked like a set of fangs. These fang-cicles had come down in one clump. They didn’t hit the ground, though. Nope, they struck and got caught on a set of wires. No idea what these wires are for, but they are pretty damaged even though the icicles are not long gone. That’s why they’re the perfect weapon; they melt and leave behind no evidence. Not that I’m suggesting anything.


5. It’s an interesting concept when things start to happen that you’ve wanted to have happen. For so long on social media I’ve been sharing photos, videos, promoting my content I work so hard on. Sure, I’ve done all right, but I had always wondered what it would take to go viral and what would happen. This past week, I had a video of slush waves on Cape Cod go viral on IG and TikTok. Since then, it’s been a steady stream of videos getting thousands, or tens of thousands of views. I’ve added hundreds of new followers to the point where I had to share a video introducing myself to all of these new people. I open up IG or TikTok and feel a bit overwhelmed with all of the likes, comments, views, and followers. The thing is, one of my mantras for 2026, and I mentioned it last month in this blog, was to be open and ready for any good things that might come into my life. I’m not saying that social media clout is the end all be all, it’s not, but having legit hundreds of thousands of strangers enjoying your content is a pretty cool feeling. Maybe it leads nowhere, or maybe I get recommended to someone on social media who becomes the right set of eyes on my work that I am always hoping for.


6. So much of getting interesting photos or videos is being in the right place at the right time. For example, one afternoon this week, I went to shoot the sunset, naturally. I had one place in mind, but on the way pivoted and went to another spot. The place I went to had a beautiful view with a sheet of ice on the water. That wasn’t all. I did a bit of a walk and was able to get a cool video of a plane coming in to land at the nearby airport. As I followed the plane, I was able to immediately pan to the sunset in a great visual. To top it off, when walking back to my car, I noticed that the irrigation system at a summer home was on. It wasn’t a sprinkler, but more like a small geyser gurgling water from the ground. I stopped and waiting and got a great slow-motion video of that with the sunset in the background. All of that happened in 5 minutes. I think making that change of plans paid off.



7. I was down a rabbit hole of the funniest and weirdest dog names recently. I don’t know why, but giving dogs certain human names I find weird. Like a dog named Kevin, or John, or Mark would be weird. It got me thinking of the weirdest dog names I have come across in my actual life. There are two. One, my friend Barry told me about. He had a friend who named his dog ‘Dog.’ The thing was, he pronounced each letter so it sounded like it was ‘diogie,’ D.O.G. His reasoning? Why give a dog a real name if it won’t come when you call it? I guess that makes sense. The topper in my life though, is funny but also pretty mean. In my Nana’s neighborhood, probably 25 years ago, there was an old man who had a mid-sized dog. Its name? Stupid. Yes, he named his dog Stupid. My Nana would always laugh as she said, ‘Here comes Mr. Whoever and Stupid. I always laughed too, but also shook my head. Like, why even bother naming it at all? Just call it A$$hole or Sh!thead or something. Not with the symbols, the real words. I’m trying to at least be PG-13 in this blog.


8. The latest show I finished binging on Netflix is 11.22.63. This is the series based on the Stephen King novel about a man going back in time to try to stop the assassination of John F. Kennedy. It is 8 episodes, a total of about 9 hours of content. I highly recommend it. I love well-shot pieces of the not-so-distant past, and the 1960s fit that bill. I won’t spoil much, but the big plot point of the whole series is that the past doesn’t want to be changed, and if you start messing with it, the past will push back. It’s got drama, history, intrigue, love, and because it’s by Stephen King, some good bloody scenes. So there’s my quick pitch for why you should watch 11.22.63 if you haven’t already. As I said, highly recommended.

9. It’s important to be aware of your surroundings if you’re out taking photos of enormous swaths of sea ice on Cape Cod. I have been out nearly every day for the last week or so and have had a few incidents of a lapse in concentration. I have gone down on the ice a few times. Luckily, it was just flat ice near the shore, so just a bump or a bruise. The thing is, sometimes you have a near-miss that really gets your attention. The one for me was at Rock Harbor in Orleans. I was walking on a jetty, shooting a video of the ice that stretched out for thousands of feet. I was careful as I walked out so as not to slip and ruin my video, oh, and hurt myself, of course. When I got done and was standing at the end, I heard a woman talking to her two dogs. I turned to look and stepped down between two rocks on the jetty. Because I had been standing still, it was not a big deal; my foot went straight down, and I was able to brace myself with my hands and climb right back out. I realized after that if I had been moving, or even facing a slightly different direction, I could have easily gotten hurt. It could have been some bad gashes, or worse, a broken leg. So yeah, it’s important to be aware of your surroundings when you wander on ice sheets looking for cool photos.




10. This week’s blog, much like last week’s, is filled a lot with adventures in finding and filming Cape Cod’s ice chunks. Knowing that next week might see a bit of warming, and therefore some melting, I knew I had to get out and grab as much footage as possible. That meant braving wind chills in the low teens to get video at a frozen Sesuit Harbor and Cold Storage Beach, both in Dennis. I brought gloves and left them in my car. The videos and photos were spectacular, but my hands were numb. My buddy Steve went a short way back to the car while I took the long way to grab some more media. While on that walk, I managed to: see a dead bird in a pile of snow, slide on my ass down another pile of snow, become blinded by tears with the wind whipping in my eyes, and of course, the numb hands which made me drop and nearly break my selfie stick. I say all of that to again reiterate that it was all worth it, and the photos and videos prove it.




11. As the weekend approached, my lower back was feeling pretty bad. I mean, who knew that sliding, falling, and generally having poor footing on ice for close to two weeks would have consequences? All of the shooting of the ice floes that I did also meant walking in sneakers on snow and ice. I did my best to be smart and safe, but come on, my buddy Steve and I coined the ‘dedication to the craft’ motto about photography based on my falling on my hip and elbow on the rocks while trying to get a photo of Avery Point Light in Groton, Connecticut. I still got the shot. So it should come as no surprise that even with various aches, the call of photography was too much. I got copious use out of my heating pad and ibuprofen though, as I edited the photos.