LGBTQ+ Club Scavenger Hunt

So my club of weird, wonderful little queer kids decided they wanted to do a scavenger hunt. We put the list of items together today. They have a week:

  1. A pop-it
  2. Any object with a rainbow theme
  3. A piece of handmade jewelry
  4. An actual real world paper map not printed by a printer
  5. A map of a fantasy world
  6. Something with fire (nothing illegal please)
  7. An unbroken egg
  8. One Croc
  9. One chancla (bonus points if it’s the same color as the Croc)
  10. A hat with a bird on it
  11. An action figure
  12. A unicorn (three-dimensional, not a picture)
  13. A school hallway pass, signed by a teacher, with “APPLESAUCE” written as the student’s name.  I must be able to read the teacher’s name and you can not explain why you need this.
  14. A [name of our school] article of clothing.  Your ID does not count.
  15. The wrapper for a Jolly Rancher
  16. An unsharpened pencil of at least two colors.
  17. A receipt from CVS, Walgreen’s or 7-11.
  18. A recipe for baklava.
  19. A toilet paper tube.  No toilet paper may be attached.
  20. An unused but unwrapped Band-Aid.
  21. A button with two holes in it.
  22. A bobby pin
  23. A safety pin
  24. A clothespin
  25. A piece of paper with a clear fingerprint on it.
  26. A Nevada quarter
  27. A piece of paper foreign currency
  28. The name of one of Mr. Siler’s favorite books.  This will be ten books and to keep things fair Mr. Siler will share a list of the books with another teacher.
  29. A phone video of you dancing and singing the alphabet.
  30. A milk sticker.  The milk does not have to be dairy based.
  31. A paper wall calendar from 2023.
  32. A container for a large fries from McDonald’s.  
  33. A piece of turquoise.
  34. A pink Lego.  You may not steal Mr. Siler’s Legos.
  35. A yellow Zip Tie.
  36. A tie clip.
  37. A cassette tape.
  38. A DVD.
  39. A piece of hair from a teacher.  The hair must be in an envelope and the teacher must sign it.  You cannot explain why you need the hair.  You may lie.
  40. A piece of soap in any color other than white.
  41. A picture of two stuffed animals in a place stuffed animals are typically not found.  They must look like they are upset with each other.
  42. A Halloween wig.  It cannot be a wig a normal person would wear on a normal day.
  43. A picture of your parents/guardians/responsible adults when they were young.
  44. A positive affirmation from [either of the social workers].  This can be written on paper or emailed.
  45. A toy car.  
  46. A picture of yourself in preschool (3-5 years old)
  47. A horoscope clipped from a newspaper or printed from the internet
  48. A Marvel comic book.
  49. The Secret Item from [the principal].  I have not decided what this is yet so give me some time.
  50. A video of any teacher rapping.  You cannot tell them why you need the video.
  51. BONUS: Any item so strange that no one else recognizes it.

I will report back on how this goes. They were super excited about putting the list together; we’ll see how many of them actually bring a bagful of stuff next week.

Woo!

Just sent the story off for the Baen Fantasy Award contest– my first entry in any fiction contest.  Woohoo!

In which I put my mouth where your money is

I just did a marketing/promotion thing a few minutes ago– a minor marketing/promotion thing, mind you– that made me feel kinda dirty.  But it appears to have made what is about to happen happen, so maybe it was OK.

I got into a conversation with a new Twitter buddy over the last couple of days about kicking Coke.  I haven’t had more than a couple of liters of pop in any form in 2014, cutting back more or less cold turkey after going through three or four cans a day of Pepsi Next, Coke Zero, or Mountain Dew beforehand.  She’s a heavy Coke drinker and wanted to stop.  I promised to support and/or berate her as she felt like she needed.

Then I found this webpage, and it’s kinda important to context that you click through and take a look, especially if you don’t know what happens if you combine Coca-Cola and milk.

(There is an entire chemical rant in here, but it’s off-topic for the moment, so I’ll ignore it.)

Anyway, I got curious:

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This is sitting on my counter in my kitchen right now.

And here’s where I do penance for being a butthead marketer earlier.  And where I entertain myself, because I gotta be honest, I’m curious, and if this cracked me up I gotta figure somebody other than me is gonna think it’s funny too.

Here’s the deal, y’all:  If I sell twelve books— just less than one every two hours– between now and getting home from OtherJob tomorrow night (sometime between 10:30 and midnight, depending on whether it rains)– I will taste that shit.  And I will let my wife film it.  And I will upload it to the site where you can see it.

I’m serious.  I’m also probably an idiot, but I’m serious.

Obviously feel free to share this out if you like.  🙂