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Brutalist Petra: led Bryce and I led a zone trip to the Eagle-Shawmut gold mine, which is normally under millions of gallons of water in the Don Carlos reservoir. Thanks, drought! It is underwater again now, and will hopefully remain so for a long t...
A Tale of Checkpoint 1 (and what happened afterwards) Bex says: This antique write-up has been sitting here, unwritten, collecting dust for years. Turns out, I accidentally deleted my photos and the cards, but Jason 7au came to the rescue with his ...
BART (b)a): Typically I'm not partial to passengers eating while riding, but when the occasion calls for them to picnic in fancy dress, how could I disapprove? After all, they are being transported in my gut, why shouldn't they transport nutrients in...
The Law of Gravity? Yeah fuck that noise. Inventory: * 1 Box Truck * 3 Tanks of Helium * Several hundred helium grade Balloons * Some LEDs and batteries * Pie and Champagne * A Bad Ass Sign * Few friends * Duct tape * A Market, on the Horizon, happe...
Comment here if you were one of the few that were told you'd have to do several jumping jacks by the Gay Matador over the internet at the Noisebridge checkpoint. As much as this task contains almost no content, I'll make it up to you with this lovel...
I felt like getting some of this down, especially on the site. There was much communication between myself and this player, some in person, some over the phone, some in a SMS chat log that has since then disappeared. Needless to say that this player ...
avidd: Backstory- Rubin went to the CCC conference in Berlin. His apartment's toaster was broken. Unsatisfied with this state of affairs, he stealthily swapped his broken toaster with his neighbor's. Some time later Rubin got really drunk and woke ...
Around sundown on 24h0, we headed out towards Ocean Beach. It was an easy ride across town until we hit the beach. We then turned to our right and saw a looming hill ahead of us. Alternating between huffing, puffing, pedaling, and occasionally wal...
Our Mundane Journey began because Lincoln was in town and wanted to get something done with as many SFØ players as possible. So Lank, Noob and Lincoln got together and came up with a plan. The phone number was called. A time was set. An event was...