real islands have hills

Little ones have more hills! It’s how they stay islands, as opposed to, say, undersea shelves. I use to figure out where I’ve been and how I got there, since nothing I own includes GPS. If I want to go from the north end to Net Loft, I can go by either North Road […]
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chore division and sad news

ME *upon being handed pillowcases from the line*: You’re supposed to fold them. HER: I put away the clothespins. ME: You say that like you think it’s an actual job.  * * *  In a more serious vein, has ceased to be, due to egregious fuckwittery on the part of someone who just could not abide […]
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adventures in cartography

Oooo, shiny! At the beginning of the summer we started doing a fair bit of biking around the island, but mostly in the 707. It’s pretty close by, after all. I trashed my GaLTT map in a hurry, and in doing so realised I wanted more detail than those kind folks provide; specifically, I wanted […]
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local signage

On the way to dog walking this morning, we passed this sign on South Road: I wanted to edit the sign in place, but Nola said no, so I settled for fixing it digitally:
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a plea

Oh, Gabriolans, it’s a beautiful holiday weekend. Surely before God you could find something to do that didn’t involve chainsaws?
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