EGAD
or, (de)mythologizing the fetish of placewherein our unlikely hero composes a series of
empirical geo-anthrospatial dispatches, aimed at establishing just where
he is, and perhaps even why it matters
At events like these, there will be some people who see each other every day. The ones we're more interested in, though, are the people we used to see every day, but have since wandered off into parts remote. Or in my case, folks I saw regularly until I wandered off. I tend to do that.
Apropos of the previous post, here's a photographic sampling. For the modem-impaired, the large images are in the continuation.
Of course, the battle we all really wanted to see was the ceremonial white-boy rap duel between SPH and Connor. But since they both got taken to school during this year's Scavhunt party, they may have been feeling humble.
If these three ask you out for a drink, it's entirely possible that your blood is on the menu. Naturally, we ended up at a goth dance club in Columbus with suprisingly good music and a hyperactive fog machine.
