Dramatis persona*

helenhead Helen Chick

I've always wanted a bumper sticker that said "I'm a female, LDS/Mormon, Scout leading, geocaching, piano-playing, bicycling, mathematics educator with a PhD in maths ... and I VOTE"!

I think this makes me a minority group of cardinality 1!

* Since there's only one of me and "personae" is plural (I think), I've gone with dramatis persona.

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GROIC Day 10

Today a huge pile of stuff disappeared — not before time — but I am going to count it tomorrow because the maths is better.

Instead I scrounged together 10 CDs of software and old backups to be sent into oblivion. I have another 13 for […]

GROIC Day 9

Tonight I needed to clean out my Scout bag, which had accumulated various bits and pieces, many of which were candidates for disposal. I’d hoped for 9 piles of stuff, but there was actually less rubbish than I thought, although still more than 9 individual pieces. I resolved my too much/too little dilemma by sticking with […]

Moods of the Mountain #13

The recent change to daylight saving time has returned a little darkness to my week-day wake up time, and today, when I eventually convinced my body that vertical was required in preference to horizontal, the sun was only just coming up, lighting the mountain with a warm glow and shaping the lower hills with shadows.

Surely the […]

GROIC Day 8

Today 8 piles: 1 pile of odd issues of Scout magazine together with 7 sets of 12 yearly collections of The Friend. The Scouting magazine kept coming for a few months after I left Victoria, since I was still in their database back there and Vic Scouts sends the magazines to all leaders). The Friend is the […]

GROIC Day 7

I still enjoy bushwalking and think wistfully of trips I need to make before I get too geriatric. Back in the early 2000s I used to purchase Wild magazine, in order to drool over new gear and exotic locations.

The trouble was that I bought good gear* … and so there was no point in looking at […]

GROIC Day 6

Hats.

They fought the dogs and killed the cats.

Oops. Correct rhyme, wrong word; but, like the rodent counterpart, they have become a bit of a pest.

Over the years I have accumulated more than a few, often as commemorative headgear, and—jokes about two-headed Tasmanians aside—I really do have rather more than I am ever likely to wear.

So, left […]

GROIC Day 5

My efforts are really boring today: five shoeboxes that I had been saving to use as storage. However, since I am getting rid of stuff and have more plastic boxes downstairs than you can poke a stick at then it is safe to say that these are probably surplus to requirements.

The more alert among you may […]

GROIC Day 4

There is nothing in the “rules” for this Get-Rid-Of-It Challenge that says you have to throw out x of the same kinds of things on day x, but somehow my OCD mind seems to want to work this way. Unfortunately every set of things I thought of today had the wrong cardinality. The positive side of […]

GROIC Day 3

I thought I was going to be throwing out shoe boxes today but I discovered that I had more than three, and so I went with three pairs of “shoes” instead. I think I might have commented elsewhere that I do have an embarrassingly large number of items of footware, largely functional rather than decorative, and […]

GROIC Day 2

Many many moons ago the older of my brothers and I saved a very large number of pennies and bought ourselves each a 5W 27MHz 40 channel hand-held walkie-talkie CB radio. These took 8 AA batteries to run (or 10 rechargeables), were the size of a small brick, and had an aerial that was about 1.5m […]