ScavHunt aftermath:

I promised a follow-up to ScavHunt, and here it is.

• I am getting a tetanus shot tomorrow, though the cut is healing pretty well.
  
• I liked this list a lot more than last year's, though some of that was that our attitude was, well, we don't have any people, so we might as well not bother doing stuff we aren't interested in or we don't think we can do well. Of course, it was still stressful, but it was more fun stress than before, if that makes any sense. Of course sometimes it's hard to believe that when it's 6:30 Sunday morning and you're trying to code Sean Paul's "Get Busy" into the IPA, particularly when the website you are using uses British pronunciations (and Christian, I stand behind my phonetisation of "jiggy").
  
• I was sad that there weren't more memorisation things in this list since I have a freakishly good memory. I only really used it once, in convincing a judge that I was a real Chicagoan based on remembered answers to a quiz I'd looked at from about 4:30 to 5:30 Sunday morning. Nowhere near as cool as memorising a Shakespearan sonnet in twenty minutes.
  
• I was also sad that I ended up doing most of the html forging. I'm not very good at it, and I don't enjoy it, but modifying the definition of Schizophrenia to turn it into ScavHunt Withdrawal was fun, though the modification involved frighteningly few changes.
  
• Searching for judges websites was a bitch, too. Despite using all my knowledge of Google linking searches and the Cambrian period, I failed pretty miserably. I always thought I would be a better stalker than that.
  
• Conceptually, the items I liked the most were: Go to the Seminary Co-op wearing nothing but shoulder bags and backpacks (for those non-U of C students reading this, the Seminary Co-op has a strict policy requiring shoppers to check bags at the front desk); a Sylvia Plath Inaction figure with her head in an Easy-Bake oven; tell the Metra what you think of it, CTA style; committing random pro-UofC acts at Princeton; and anything involving Peeps.
  
• The things that I had the most fun doing were: the mini-ScavHunt in Chicago on Friday--yay for running around the Magnificent Mile for 4 hours on a Friday afternoon; the stocks, since power tools are fun; taping a girl to the wall with Duct Tape for a really long time (though not as long as we told the judges); the giant sombrero; and writing some script for a "Queer Eye for Doctor Doom" comic book.
  
• One of the advantages to not worrying about doing everything is that there aren't any items that you hated, since if you hated them, you didn't do them. So anything that I didn't like I don't really remember. The only thing that pissed me off was one of the judges playing a trick on us and telling our road trip team to tell us that they had left a team member in NJ without her purse. We believed them, and one team member even filed a police report with Trenton police before we were finally told it was a joke.
  

Random results of sleep-deprivation:

• Our captain deciding that he really hated our Peep at about 9am Sunday and taking a mallet to it. It was totally smashed, so no Peepmobile. But it was still awesome.
  
• Some sort of bizarre donut eating contest involving eating a donut in one bite that involved one member of our team gagging up a donut in the bathroom and several other members trying to figure out what item they were practicing for.
  
• I got really excited about eating a cucumber on Sunday. I'm not really sure why, except that I hadn't eaten anything naturally green in the last four days. So I ate a whole lot of cucumber and then was kind of sad.
  
• At some point Thursday morning, much of our team was convinced that the road trip had to be in DC on Sunday, and we were having some real issues with how that was going to work.

It was a good last ScavHunt for me. I had a lot of fun and got not to do any work for 4 days. Now it's time to write a paper, learn some math, and generally be a responsible student for another, what, month now? Damn ScavHunt withdrawal.