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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...
We had a very strange winter/spring transition here in Pittsburgh. It never really snowed very much and started warming up intermittently. This means we'd have weeks of 70+ ºF, sunny weather, bookended by short-term snowfalls. On one such week, we d...
The idea The idea was to do part two of this task: "Walk a short route alone, then send a collaborator the last segment of your trip so that they can pick up where you left off. You may complete this in separate cities by using more generic instruct...
Sure, there's Naked Mail... but what about a Naked Mail Swap?? Everyone was assigned another player to secretly naked mail- here follows the aftermath: Ntan McNunofurbizwax: I received my naked mail. If I had to guess who sent it to me, I'd say...
A tea towel, a bike pump, a screwdriver, a bumbag, some pens, a cushion, a plastic bag, and a cup. Oh, and lots of sticky tape. We visited a friend of mine at University. He was still in bed with a hangover when we arrived. While we waited for him t...
14-16 April 2009 Sombrero Guy, after an astronomical train journey, ventured forth into the land of the farms, home of the chavs: GREAT YARMOUTH. The following is by ROB, who at the moment, has NEVER made a textual appearance in a task! HERE I AM?...
Brought you by Doctor Subtle && Beta Orionis 160 miles from the shores of Long Beach, California, the remains of a once hopping resort town lay. That place is Salton City. Initially, Dr. Subtle and I considered driving out to El Centro, t...
A day off work, and I planned to do some tasking. I bought myself some acrylic paint and a pad of heavy paper, I borrowed some paintbrushes from a friend, and I made a sign advertising my wares. Then I sat in a pub, got very drunk, and painted non-r...
What Regret. I'm not talking about "I shouldn't have had that tenth beer" kind of regret, I'm talking about real regret. The kind of regret you feel when you've done something irreversible. You never talk about it, because you hope against hope tha...
The London Underground is awash with disused stations. Over three dozen of them - that's more closed stations than, say, Rio de Janeiro's entire underground network. A kind of creepy mythology hovers around these abandoned alveoli. If the Tube is ...