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unrebellious
Rebels, huh? To me, if you’re asking, three guys sitting on their deck smoking weed seems like conformity. Again. If you’re asking. I mean never mind that it’s legal now. Never mind that you can more easily buy a mind-altering substance in a neatly packed plastic sleeve right there at the corner store than you
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Tracks in the Mud
There were imprints of multiple bike tire treads in the dried mud. This particular corner is not exactly technical, but it would inevitably pose a challenge for a novice off-road cyclist. The hairpin turn is at the lowest point of a narrow runoff trench, a kind of wrinkle in the landscape where water might escape
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Just A Re-introduction
The Cast Iron Guy was my pandemic project. I needed an optimistic moment in every day, something thru with to look out onto a crazy world and find something solid and reliable. If you’ve come here looking for in depth cast iron cooking advice, or one of those guys who uses electrolysis to do amazing
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three-sixty-five.
I don’t want to say I’ve been saving up for this post, but after two years and two months of keeping a so-called “daily” blog, this — what you’re reading right now — is post three-sixty-five. One post per day for one full year. This should have been the post I wrote on December 31,
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long ago, and far from now
December 27 of 31 December-ish posts What do you want the world to look like in the future? The past is behind us. The present is fleeting. The future is what you make it. What do you think the world will be like 25 years in the future? Every day I get up and think about my day.