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Sunday
Some pruning is done with a spade. Also - going to have to borrow the truck again soon. Two more sections of garden to go.
Saw two Priuses at the supermarket - one about the same age as mine (notable only because most are slightly later) and one which I at first took for a Honda because of the shape. Turned out to be a '98, 2nd-hand Jap import. Apparently the only issue is that the dash is is Japanese so when a warning light comes on you can't tell what it's for. That and the gps thinks it's in Tokyo.
Nearly TPKed twice at gaming - I've never had am ambush go off that well. Also my dice were hot all night. Managed to inflict some roleplaying on the party when they arrived back at the village and discovered the surviving (fled) bandit relating his tale of woe in the tavern. They managed to avoid either a lynching or a slaughter, then went and got beaten up by an ogre.
Monday
Work was bitsy - trying to do two or three things at once. Popped home at lunchtime to hand over Gma's mobility scooter (which has been sitting in my garage since she moved out of her villa) to a company who might be able to figure out why it randomly stopped working when I charged the batteries (which are now dead).
Some pruning is done with a spade. Also - going to have to borrow the truck again soon. Two more sections of garden to go.
Saw two Priuses at the supermarket - one about the same age as mine (notable only because most are slightly later) and one which I at first took for a Honda because of the shape. Turned out to be a '98, 2nd-hand Jap import. Apparently the only issue is that the dash is is Japanese so when a warning light comes on you can't tell what it's for. That and the gps thinks it's in Tokyo.
Nearly TPKed twice at gaming - I've never had am ambush go off that well. Also my dice were hot all night. Managed to inflict some roleplaying on the party when they arrived back at the village and discovered the surviving (fled) bandit relating his tale of woe in the tavern. They managed to avoid either a lynching or a slaughter, then went and got beaten up by an ogre.
Monday
Work was bitsy - trying to do two or three things at once. Popped home at lunchtime to hand over Gma's mobility scooter (which has been sitting in my garage since she moved out of her villa) to a company who might be able to figure out why it randomly stopped working when I charged the batteries (which are now dead).
