Tomorrow (for real this time) will be another experiment for Least Dangerous Game.

Rather than getting clues via Twitter, pictures of the hiding location will be updated at the Least Dangerous Game Flickr page.

No more playing blind and letting the computer read my Tweets to you. It is time for some visual stimulation. Ummm, the G rated kind.

You may have read that the next Least Dangerous Game was on October 6th. You may have even heard it from me. And to that I say, you are crazy and I deny everything. The second Saturday of the month is the 13th, clearly. And I never ever make mistakes.

Rambling denial aside, the next Least Dangerous Game is October 14th, not the 6th. You should go to the Zombie Pub Crawl on the 6th. That’s where I’ll be!

It was a perfectly beautiful day to play Least Dangerous Game on September 22nd. It was a sunny day, and many people were out enjoying the weather like myself. But, unlike myself, they were not hiding from technophiles.

My hiding spot this week was at Mill Ruins Park, which I didn’t even know existed. I was delighted to visit someplace with “ruins” in its name. Other blogs might make a joke about Britney Spears here. I am not those blogs. Let’s go through the clues that were given.

10101

The park officially opened on October 1st, 2001. And you thought it was binary code. I am not a computer! Yet.

Side note, I hate the Steve Miller Band

Mill is in the name, and I do hate the Steve Miller Band. Abracadabra is the worst song there ever was and ever will be.

Rumps kill rain

Here is your anagram for the day. This is the clue that solved it for the winners. But I guess they were lazy, as they didn’t find me for another hour and a half. What’s the deal?

Why Minneapolis was born like a phoenix

The mill industry along the Mississippi created the booming town of Minneapolis. But it was booming in other ways as well. Flour mills were very explosive. They would explode, taking other mills with them. And new mills would simply be put up over their ruins.

Ozymandias

Ozymandias is a poem about ruins found in an ancient land. While Minnesota isn’t exactly ancient, we have our ruins. And that bunk Kensington Runestone doesn’t count.

Another City Pages 2007 Best Of.

The Mill Ruins Park is the Best Place To Take Out-Of-Town Guests. According to the City Pages, at least. I’d have to agree, in so much that it’s better than showing them the spoon bridge.

Not the Khmer temples of Angkor Wat.

Straight from the City Pages article, Mill Ruins Park aren’t the greatest ruins left standing the world over. But they are impressive in their own way. A Google search should reveal everything pretty quickly at this point.

44.980358-93.257822

GPS coordinates of my exact locations. It can’t get much easier than that. Also, Mill Ruins Park doesn’t have much of an address.

At this point, my friend Joe Bozic and his wife found me after taking their damn time. They won a wonderful set of books from James Lileks.

Then, on my way back across the Stone Arch Bridge to my free parking, I met Graham Lampa who found me by the GPS coordinates.

It was a great day to relax in a park reading The Stand and waiting for people to find me. Let’s do it again in two days, yeah?

It is the very last day of summer! What better way to celebrate the equinox than to hide from people?

But how do you recognize me? Who would have guessed that I’m wearing another Threadless t-shirt today? Cast your eyes upon the picture below.

It’s a toast making machine, and it’s adorable. Probably.

The winner today gets a set of books from local hilarious man, James Lileks.

Are you ready to find what I have to show? No, that’s creepy. Ummm, are you ready to look around and figure out clues? No, that’s not eloquent. Whatever. I’m hiding at noon, so get ready.

Summer is coming to a close and many things will change around the Twin Cities. Temperatures, leaves, clothing, and fountains. Soon the fountains will need to be turned off and cleaned for winter. Why not enjoy the fountains while they are still able to function as intended?

Loring Park has a rather unique fountain. Not to mention that the Spoonbridge and Cherry, which sits across 94. Are there any postcards for Minneapolis that don’t include that thing?

As long as you’re in Minneapolis, bring a book down to Peavey Plaza and take in the flowing combination of cement and water.

While you’re looking at all of these fountains around the Twin Cities, ask yourself why we keep building them. If you figure out an answer, let me know because I’m a bit baffled. Thanks!