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This is the story of how $400 in cash, as well as an indeterminate amount of scheduled substances and cigarettes (as well as a few books) came to be buried within spitting distance of what is now the sleeping deck. Also, there's a large tupperware container there.

On one fateful spring quarter night, a Synergy resident was sitting in the breakfast room whilst under the influence of a powerful and illegal hallucinogenic substance. And, apropos of nothing, he bolted upright and said, "I bet there is treasure buried in this house."

His reasoning was that in the storied thirty to forty years that the house has been home to a co-op, someone else must have sat in the lounge and decided to bury treasure. It was simply inconceivable that, out of some thousand plus glory-addled co-opers, no one could have decided to win themselves everlasting fame by burying some treasure somewhere around the house and its environs.

As evidence, he pointed out the fact that he himself had the idea of burying treasure. Using sophisticated Bayesian analysis, he determined that, because he had thought of the idea, it was more likely than not that someone else had thought of it.

However, the flaw in his plan was quickly pointed out. While he might have a point that others have thought of burying treasure, he had not yet shown that such persons were at all likely to actually follow through with their plan and bury the treasure.

This idea percolated through his mind for the entire night, especially during yet another awkward gay party that Bradley had dragged him to, and at 6 AM he determined the optimal solution. He hiked to Tresidder, withdrew $400 (he was working three jobs that quarter). He wrapped the money in successive layers of saran-wrap and aluminum foil, took thirty packs of cigarettes and all the drugs in his drawer and did the same, then put it all in a tupperware container and wrapped that mofo something fierce. Then he buried it all in the yard.

Thus satisfied, that, by burying treasure, that other hypothetical person in the past had (more likely than not) also buried treasure, so he organized a treasure hunt. And dug up Darcy's panties.

Victory!!

To date, the $400 treasure has not been found.