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Cake day: July 1st, 2023

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  • Leaf blowers in small yards are pointless, agreed. I would never use one in the suburbs.

    But I do own one and I use it at my family’s farm, for one day every autumn. It would take 3-4 days just to rake the leaves, with the blower I can easily create large piles here and there. Then I gather all the piles and take them to my leaf compost heap.

    Before the blower this used to take a full week. Now I can clear all the lawns in just two days.






  • I collect movies that I know to be good. I’ve been a true film freak for over 35 years and I’ve learned how to find “my thing” from the vast market with the help from my friends, reviews and forums. Or when I see a truly good one at a theatre, it goes to my buy list and it might take years for it to come my way.

    I have never bought a movie just because of the covers, this has actually never even occurred to me. I did rent films this way back in the day, but I only buy stuff I know.

    Nowadays I rarely find anything I haven’t already seen before, but just few weeks ago I came by a modern classic that I was unable to see in a proper theatre. I save these specialties to watch with a projector and a good sound system, hopefully in a few weeks I’ll find the time…




  • Your description fits my brother perfectly.

    He has very little curiosity, hasn’t read more than 3 books in his entire life, strongly dislikes all forms of art (except shitty movies and TV-shows), isn’t capable of analytical or critical thinking and hasn’t got a clue how the political system works.

    He apes the attitudes of his spouse and friends, so much that I’m not sure he even has any opinions of his own.

    Yet this doesn’t bother him at all. He’s very happy being oblivious and he makes more than twice as much money per month than I do with my master’s degree. He is very good at what he does and I’m happy for him.

    It would still be nice to be able to have a real conversation with him, instead of just stating the factual matters or laughing at some dumb jokes. If we both didn’t share such a strong resemblance of our dad I’d assume that my mom had an affair, beyond our appearance we have almost nothing else in common.






  • The root is not just edible, it is delicious.

    You have to pick the part of the plant just below the waterline, you can just twist and rip it off or use a knife for a clean cut.

    Then you remove all the green and cut the white part into small slices (like you’d cut an onion). Then fry the slices in a pan with butter, when the pieces become translucent they’re done. Add a little dash of pepper, salt and few drops of lemon juice.

    The taste is a bit “almondy”, it’s great with fried halloumi or beef.

    The best time to pick the roots is before Midsummer, after that they’re not as tasty.


  • In my country the slashed 7 became mandatory in the national curriculum in the 1930’s. Our military strongly requested this in order to achieve better accuracy in artillery fire control - in those days every calculation was done by hand and mixing 1’s and 7’s could easily have deadly results.

    This practice was quickly adopted by the whole population and it was a great success with no drawbacks. The slashed 7 makes it impossible to mix 1’s and 7’s, therefore it is the superior choice.





  • Like I said, the start would be the hardest part. Cars or any other motor vehicles would be out of the question.

    f this scenario would happen during the winter, it would effectively block all the lesser known forest roads for vehicle use. Doing the trip with skis would easily halve my travel time, even with the supply sled and heavy backpacks. 30-50km per day would be easy, when one wouldn’t have to go around all the lakes and rivers. We don’t get much daylight here in the far north so travelling in the cover of darkness would be ideal. I can find my way in dark forests with ease.

    In the summer, the trip would be much more problematic. My country has countless number of old, unmarked roads and forest paths that are usually suitable for mountain bikes. This would be my first option. The second would be crossing the forests by foot which would be very safe, but it would take time.

    My relatives would take care of the farm until I would arrive, of that I am certain - and they are very capable of doing so. My family has stuck around those parts for hundreds of years and we aim to keep it that way in any scenario ;)