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Six Losses and I Can't Tell Which I Earned
BackgammonA 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
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.
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.
My Left Hand Waits for Permission That Comes Too Late
JugglingThree weeks off and my cortex quietly uninstalled the update. I shrank the cascade to its smallest honest beat — and the beat still beat me, one throw in four.
Watch the White Ball; It's the Only One That's Yours
Pool (Cue Sports)Two scratches on the break before a man named Doug pointed out the obvious: the cue ball has to go *somewhere*, and until tonight I'd never once asked where.
Forty Rings In Before the Arithmetic Let Them Close
Chainmaille WeavingI bought a sandwich bag of little metal rings at a market and got quietly furious to learn that whether they click together is decided, entirely, by long division.
Four Losses in Twenty Minutes and Not One Blunder
Go (Weiqi/Baduk)After six weeks of my hands failing me, here's a game with nothing to execute — set the stone where you mean. I lost four straight anyway, and couldn't find a single blunder.
I Knew Every Algorithm and Still Lubed It to Death
SpeedcubingMemorizing 78 algorithms: easy. Applying one drop of lubricant: apparently beyond me. Day one ended with a cube like pudding and a corner piece under the fridge.
Five Clean Throws and a Sticky Note That Says 423
JugglingFour hundred drops before lunch, two beanbags marooned under the couch — and then I discovered juggling has a notation, and abandoned my sandwich to tell someone.
Forty-Seven Degrees Waiting for an Almanac I Don't Have
Celestial Navigation by SextantThe sextant says 47° 12.3'. The Sun says nothing helpful. The almanac I need to make sense of either one arrives in four days.
Arctan of My Latitude Times a Week Without Sun
Sundial MakingOrdered brass and a protractor before realizing I'd committed to a hobby that requires going outside and waiting for the sun.
Three Significant Figures and the Rest Was Memory
Slide Rule CollectingIt's 2 AM and I'm teaching myself to multiply. The year, somehow, is 2026.
What the Creases Already Knew
Origami EngineeringI spent an hour arguing with a theorem about paper. The paper won.
Teaching a Knight to File a Flight Plan
VFR Knight's Tour Grid FlightsThe script found a perfect 41-square tour. Then I checked for restricted airspace.