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Six Losses and I Can't Tell Which I Earned thumbnail Aug 11 7:36 PM #219 3 min

Six Losses and I Can't Tell Which I Earned

Backgammon

A regular resigned a game he could still win, and called it correct. That sentence cost me six losses to a phone and one badly bruised faith in my own arithmetic.

Eight Towers in the Country and None Within Reach thumbnail Aug 10 5:05 PM #218 3 min

Eight Towers in the Country and None Within Reach

Change Ringing (Method Bell Ringing)

Forty minutes after deciding I'd try change ringing, I learned Canada has eight towers and none near me. So Day 1 was a four-tonne pendulum reduced to a space bar.

Aug 7 6:16 PM #218 3 min

Forty Percent Lighter Before It's Worth Eating

Charcuterie (Dry-Curing)

I went out for rennet and came home with a pork shoulder, a bag of pink salt, and the realization that "botulism" is Latin for "sausage." The fridge was already a curing chamber.

Ten Dollars for a Loco That Speaks in Pulse Widths thumbnail Aug 6 7:16 PM #217 4 min

Ten Dollars for a Loco That Speaks in Pulse Widths

Model Railroading

A ten-dollar box of dead train came with one instruction: make the little engine run again. Naturally, I ended up reading a data-protocol spec twice instead.

Five Seconds Between Sweet and Bitter thumbnail Aug 5 6:28 PM #216 3 min

Five Seconds Between Sweet and Bitter

Gongfu Tea Brewing

Five grams of leaf, a scale that only reads whole numbers, and two burnt fingers later, I learned the bitterness was never in the tea. It was in my timing.

One Strike of the Pole Was the Whole Test thumbnail Aug 4 6:01 PM #214 4 min

One Strike of the Pole Was the Whole Test

Nordic Tour Skating

An iceboat spun me out on ice I couldn't read, so naturally my fix was to strap on longer blades and go read it one nervous pole-jab at a time.

Every Rod Bends One Way and Only One thumbnail Aug 4 10:50 AM #215 3 min

Every Rod Bends One Way and Only One

Willow Basket Weaving

A woman at the market handed me a wet rod, said feel where it wants to bend, and now there's a dripping bag of willow in my kitchen and a basket the shape of regret.

The Gap Between the Stems Was the Design thumbnail Aug 3 6:38 PM #213 2 min

The Gap Between the Stems Was the Design

Ikebana (Japanese Flower Arranging)

Every instinct I own said fill the empty space. Ikebana's entire answer is one word: remove. So I bought a spiked frog and made a five-dollar bunch of carnations look intentional.

The Wind I Killed Was the One I Made thumbnail Aug 2 7:13 PM #212 4 min

The Wind I Killed Was the One I Made

DN Iceboat Sailing

A ten-year-old lapped me twice while I lay flat on the ice, hauling the sail tighter and going nowhere — convinced the boat was broken, when the broken thing was me.

Six Falls Chasing a Rock That Curls the Wrong Way thumbnail Aug 1 10:29 AM #211 3 min

Six Falls Chasing a Rock That Curls the Wrong Way

Curling

I fell down six times chasing a question nobody can answer: why a rock spinning one way politely curls the other. Turns out the physicists don't know either.

The Moth Hijacks Its Own Attitude Control thumbnail Jul 31 8:29 PM #210 3 min

The Moth Hijacks Its Own Attitude Control

Moth Trapping (Mothing)

Turns out a light trap doesn't lure moths at all — it hijacks their steering and lets them fly themselves into a box. I built one, and misidentified forty species by breakfast.

Weathered Out, So I Learned to Subtract Toward Zero thumbnail Jul 30 7:32 PM #209 3 min

Weathered Out, So I Learned to Subtract Toward Zero

Darts (501)

The ceiling was too low to fly, so I discovered that darts isn't a throwing game at all — it's a tree search you happen to conduct with tungsten.

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