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[Wulf74]

Hurh - not sure what to make of this one. I mean, I do - kinda - it's obviously Rage responding, but it looks like he made good on his promise of obliterating the Watchers.

I had sent an email to Val a bit earlier today, trying to get some more information about the ARGfest - and here's the reply I got:

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Wulf: No idea, honestly. I don't think he's ever been mentioned before, as far as I can remember--if he has, it was probably only in passing.

Continued texts from Bernie!

[BlackandBlue]

Wulf - chat is pretty full

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Okay, so FYI to you guys thinking about/going to attend ARGFest:

[Wulf74]

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[Wulf74]

I just got an email from Holly, Sarge's daughter:

[3v1L Schwinn]

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Got the same email.

FYI: the beer was actually Keystone Light, which is brewed in Golden, Colorado.

[DarkWings]

Same email. Letting you know im still around.

[Wulf74]

Quick update - from catherwood in the chat:

[3v1L Schwinn]

Well I sent emails to:

WThatch@yahoo.com
WThatchSPLATgmail.com
KeystoneSPLATYahoo.com
KeystoneSPLATGmail.com

Time to wait and see if any of these work.

Edit:Yahoo returned no such address

[catherwood]

Obtusitivity mission accomplished

[Obtusitivity]

Hi All, i'm still in the process of getting everything together. Essentially I parked a few blocks from the cemetery in order to scope out the surroundings and look for a black Yukon. None in sight. I made my way past a beat-up blue motorcycle and shopping cart full of junk and the two grungy teenage gutterpunks sitting near the entrance (to whom i assume the aforementioned crap belonged). I would've taken a photo of them, but then I'd have to disinfect my camera, and that just seemed like too much work.

I'd run almost immediately into the "11" marker, and did a quick circuit in the vicinity of the couple (who I immediately dubbed Jimmy and Jackie Corpsewater). Unfortunately (as is the case with sprawling ancient cemeteries) there wasn't much of a pattern to the numbering, 11, 9, 14, 14, 8...

long story short I headed deeper into the shadowy oak infested belly of The Santa Rosa Rural Cemetery, keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, praying I would somehow manage to spot a bright yellow marker reading "22" in this sea of oak trees and crumbling marble...

and viola! there it was! it was at that point that my mind kicked into high hear and I drew out the composite of images we'd already receivied -- the bench, the tree, the wall, and turned slightly to my left.

There it all was. right next to the grave of Wainright Finlay 1866-1878. I knocked away the piece of loose mortar covering our suprise and right behind it was a souble-bagged printout of the esoteric variety.

you've already gotten my horrible color photo, so here's the horrible black and white scan..



That's pretty much it. I hung around a while and looked for anything else out of place, then made my merry way back past Mr. and Mrs. Corpsewater and headed off to work.

-Obs

EDIT: you can download the scan in .Tif format here: http://in.solit.us/archives/download/162748

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FINALLY!