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I don’t really do omens

As I walked into town yesterday, this piece of paper was lying on the path, right in font of me. The rest of the children’s book was on the side of the path maybe 25 feet up the road.

What does it meeeeeean?

Did I tell you I lost all my cards last week? I was keeping them in my phone case, went for one and found they’d all fallen out. Debit card, credit card, gym membership, bus pass…all of them. Except my library card.

Turns out in the year of our Lord 2026, it’s super easy to deal with this. The gym handed me a new card on the spot, the banking app has a button you push to say “I lost my card” and even the bus pass ponied up after I paid a small fee.

I have them all in hand now except a credit card. And they’re all in a proper wallet.

Have a good weekend, everyone. Another hot dry one here.

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Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: August 14, 2026, 7:34 pm

In the past I would have gone to the pub sat down with my good fellows and with a pint in hand long pondered over this question. However since my ASBO makes entering my Local difficult these days I just asked A.I.

What god or goddess watches over Weasels? and here’s what I learned.

Greek Mythology

Hecate The goddess of magic, witchcraft, and crossroads has the strongest association with weasels. Weasels served as her sacred familiars. According to Antoninus Liberalis’s Metamorphoses, a servant named Galanthis was transformed into a weasel after interfering with the birth of Hercules. Hecate took pity on her and appointed her as her sacred servant, establishing the weasel’s connection to the goddess. Another tale tells of a sorcerer named Gale who was turned into a weasel by Hecate in anger.

Aphrodite The goddess of love also has a mythological connection to weasels. There’s a story about a weasel who fell in love with a handsome young man. Aphrodite granted the weasel the ability to transform into a beautiful woman so she could marry him. However, during their wedding feast, the weasel-bride chased after a mouse running by, revealing her true nature.

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