Archive for October, 2007

Happy Halloween!

You know what tomorrow means - first day of NaNoWriMo! (It was so frustrating that it wasn’t today; I had a whole scene dictate itself to me in the shower this morning. Ah well, if it’s really that good, I’ll remember it. It had Einstein in it, so it couldn’t have been too bad, right?)

And today - Ninja Skeletons. Full of candy.

Zombie Lunch

Monday, October 29: I am officially sick of packing lunches. I did know this would happen; I was excited to be packing lunches three days a week, and one of the first things I thought when K went to full-day 5 days a week was, “damn, this is gonna get really old really soon.” It just never ends. Food! How I loathe you!

On the other hand, it does give me a new appreciation for my grandmother, who once sent her five children to school with peanut-butter and mint jelly sandwiches. (They were out of grape.)

So the two reasons I’m writing this are 1) to avoid packing lunches and 2) to stay out of the kitchen in case of zombies coming up from the basement. I have no idea where that came from; I was peacefully doing the dishes when I started thinking about how vulnerable this house would be to zombie attack, and managed to freak myself out enough that now all the lights are on and the commemorative baseball bat is close to hand. (Ok, so I’d only get one or two at best with it; at least it’s better than nothing.) I’ve always said I picked a house inside the Beltway to assure instant destruction in the case of nuclear attack, but zombie infestation, that’s a problem - they could come right across the Potomac and into my basement before I even knew there was anything going on.

Other things I’m tired of: laundry and carpooling. Perhaps this is where the sudden fear of zombification comes from.

World Series

So, how about that blowout last night? I shouldn’t care, but I gotta root for my division.

Also, James Taylor may bust out a pretty national anthem, but why is he playing a completely different song on his guitar? Shouldn’t they be, y’know, related somehow?

Ravelry

I’ve only just recently really realized what an amazing thing Ravelry is. While it answers my every question and gives me billions of ideas, it’s also probably bad for me - like I really need more encouragement to start more projects. FINISH first, then start all these lovely things.

The best part about it is when you think, hey, that’s a great pattern, I wonder what would happen if I tried x? And then you look, and someone did, and there’s your answer. Just now I came across a beaded fingerless glove pattern and thought, gosh, that looks pretty, but I’m not going to knit it unless I can actually see it in action, as it were. And look! Six people have already knitted it and helpfully provided pictures of said gloves containing hands. (Socks and gloves always look stupid without the appropriate body parts; I don’t know why anyone uses pictures without ‘em.) Half of those people even provided helpful comments. I’d finish knitting the fingers too; it’s way too thick a yarn for those half-finger things. There’s a reason it’s called FINGERing yarn, y’know. (Ok, so that’s not it, but it ought to be.)

I even posted my very first UGH.

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Nothing against the pattern, it makes a great ski mask, but the converted-to-a-hat part looked like poo. And since I only want a ski mask maybe two days a year, it wasn’t worth it. I frogged it and started Topi instead.

Another example - the other day I saw this on the newsstand, and completely ignored it, because that sweater on the cover, YUCK. And then I saw a hat on Ravelry that I HAD TO HAVE. Turned out it was in that very magazine. But when I finally found a copy, I couldn’t find the hat. It took three flip-throughs before I realized that the beautiful hat I saw on Ravelry was the ugly striped hat at the back of the book, just with more sensible yarn and a better ribbon.

Wow. WOW. Crap. I just discovered a way to search folks’ favorites that would keep me knitting well into the next century. Damn.

Di-lemma

Hm. If I know something’s a bad idea, and yet I think it’s important to do anyway, does that make it a good idea?

No, clearly not.