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Brutalist Petra: led Bryce and I led a zone trip to the Eagle-Shawmut gold mine, which is normally under millions of gallons of water in the Don Carlos reservoir. Thanks, drought! It is underwater again now, and will hopefully remain so for a long t...
September 24, 2012 It's been a long saga, for a small amount of currency. What did we learn? (1) Redundancy is good. (Redundancy is good.) If you're ever trying to do this, it's more successful to send many pennies to many people, rather than circu...
Twice, for Reverse Archaeology. 1. http://kalwnews.org/audio/2011/06/16/the-cries-san-francisco-artists-celebrate-the-call-the-street-peddler_1041921.html (That's Madeline Ruth right there) 2. We were on a KRON 4 Special about Scrap (A recycling ...
Size ZerØ Tasking: I'm a model. This profession has saturated my entire life to the point that people randomly notice that I, "Walk like a model" or something, and ask me to do a shoot with them on the street. This happened once on the L Taraval l...
Here's an inventory of the things that I left behind from 2005-2008: 3 Large paintings, Visions of Hells: one abstract, one of a heart, one of a ravenous maw. 10 Small paintings, Visions of More Hells: a winged beast flying over a barren land, impa...
Bex's Tale: Upon Mastering Science, Bex began trying to reconnect with SF0 and the Old Timers of her day, looking for a little celebratory tasking. Bryce was among those who responded full of ideas: He also happens to be: a.) an active player,...
Many thanks to all the wonderful people at Southern Exposure and Alison Smith, who made all of this possible. And that's how we did all of it! Hooray! End of Praxis! Wait, aw hell, that's the four dimensional timey-wimey morkorian driver acting u...
D.T.V.: The Department of Temporal Vehicles
You don't have to read this. It's mostly just symbolic value for me. In an average Mediterranean restaurant after a comrade of mine departed to his final night of homework, I devoured a chicken gyro and drank ice water, not realizing that I'd spent...
I was given the scarab when I was seven by a man named Jeremiah Boyle, a pianist from Los Angeles of great talent who, later in life turned to the path of architectural acoustics instead of concerts, opening up a successful firm based out of downto...