The Dude very proudly hands me a small piece of paper that reads,
I look there (the very chair I'm sitting on now!) and find another:
This might've posed a bigger problem if I hadn't heard the front door open a couple times this morning and gotten an Evasive Answer about what was going on.
So I go around collecting my notes from their hiding places. Some of my favorites:
Clue three: Youve done the hard one that is true, but now check under the table.
Clue four: to get to the prize, go and ask a old clumsy chair.
Clue nine: inside a thin drawer is next.
Clue eleven: next to the piano is next.
Until I get to "Clue eghteen: in dads box is the prize."
Of course the Dude is following me around and giggling delightedly every time I find a clue or Especially when I look in Not the Right Place immediately. He is on hand to explain to me that he could not put my prize there, but that I had Certainly earned it, so I should go get it. Since I hadn't had breakfast yet, I deferred collection of my Prize until later.
I wondered what had inspired him to this project and I found it was from his new book:
Cost of the book?
Cost of this Treasure Hunt?
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