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Jasper Smashing Day

| davidgowman

Though many other events occurred on Jasper Smashing Day, none of them present as a temptation for the sacrament of day-naming compared to the actual smashing of said jasper which happened in under an hour way back at the beginning of my very long day. Rightfully speaking, Mowing the Grass Day has more legitimacy given that it took more time.

But let’s stay on topic, yes?

A small field o'flakes.
A small field o’flakes.

And now, looking at this photo and remembering the force it took to drive ’em off the core, I understand why my back hurts.

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Yes, I do talk to stones.

| davidgowman

Or in this case, a hunk of busted television screen glass, which makes a fine substitute in a city environ where obsidian is rare and costly. Lately I’ve been calling my game of large spear-point reduction ‘Screw You, Loser’ on account of the extreme likelihood of failure, with the normal outcome seeing my own project mock me for ineptitude. So you can understand my motivation to post a win.