On July 9th, I brought my camera to work so that I could take some photos during my commute home.
|It was the day before the Genome Game, and Brent and Linda Holman
had said that the
team would be playing in the Mystery
Machine van. And they'd also talked about what poor repair the van
was in. So I swung by their teammates' house to look at the van,
it might not still be running by the time the Justice Unlimited Game
I'd been in front of that house before, though I hadn't known it. I'd been busy discovering the non-existence of 118 Alpine Terrace, which wasn't across the street.
|I'd been talking off my co-worker Gerry Kane's ear about treasure hunt games. And he mentioned that he'd participated in something tangentially related: the Hash House Harriers. These people play a game of follow-the-leader in which the followers can't see the leader, but figure things out from chalk marks and flour dabs on the ground. And so a bunch of chasers go running around the city, calling out to each other when they think they're back on the trail of the chasee. And they drink a lot. I was pleasantly surprised a week later when I spotted this chalk circle on the UCSF campus. With the letters inside SFH3, I suddenly had proof of the existence of a San Francisco Hash House Harrier group, and knew what their symbol looked like.|
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