“…if you’re not at the table, you’re probably on the menu…” via martinimadecom
For those of you who ride public transit.
Perhaps the only good use for vaping.
Best video ever.
Lots of links from Chris.
I captured this video in June 2007 and posted it on the blog then, but the original YouTube video disappeared when Google[?] bought YouTube and redid all the accounts. But it is back again, in all its snapping turtle, sex-in-the-water glory. Turn up your sound to hear the shells clunk together.
I finished listening to Exit West by Mohsin Hamid on the drive to Sioux Falls last week. What a good book it was. It took the story of two young people who chose to emigrate from a suspiciously Middle Eastern-flavored-but-unnamed country to an unknown place (twice!) and made it a universal story of refugees. I repeatedly marveled at the skill of the writer, both in plot and in language. Highly recommend.
In the analog world I find myself dragging. The Hanging alternately grabs me and leaves me cold. Not sure if I will actually finish it. There is a mountain of books from the library next to my bed, but I find myself picking up my iPad at night instead of a book. My book group meets tonight and will talk about Medicine Walk by Richard Wagamese. Sadly, I have too busy shoveling out the Aegean stables that is my house to read the book.
In the library TBR pile:
How many of these will I actually read? Definitely not all of them — that would be an impossible task, particularly considering that there are
four five more books waiting at the library for me to pick them up.
Things are progressing better in the knitting world. I made a fair bit of progress on Herbivore on the SF trip.
And the scrap afghan is nearly done. One more row after this one, I think.
*Have you ever changed up a S’more? Nope. The originals are still the greatest.
*What yarn is on your needles? (That you will work on today?) Various worsteds in my scrap afghan — Wool of the Andes, Cascade 220, Blue Sky Fibers, Colorado Yarns Durango, Filatura Lanarota, Fingerlakes, Plymouth Encore, Malabrigo Rios, Skacel Adagio, Panda Woolbale, Louet Gems Topaz, Plymouth Boku, Noro Silk Garden, Plymouth Soy Wool Stripes, Reynolds Lopi Lite, Rowan Kid Classic.
*You can have a gift certificate to Knit Picks, Etsy, or Webs. Which do you choose? Tough choice; I am trying desperately NOT to buy yarn. If the gift certificate is big enough I might pick Webs and buy another set of interchangeable needles (never mind that I already have
three four different sets). If the amount is smaller I might go for some yarn at KP. NO!
*What’s your middle name? Do you use it at all? Marjorie, after my mother. But I only use it when the form I am filling out specifically asks for middle name.
*Last place you went that took cash only. Another tough one — I use plastic for everything, even McDonalds. Probably the tiny coffee shop in my tiny town that only takes plastic for amounts >$5.
*Have you ever had Baked Alaska? Yep; we had a housemate long ago who made it.
*Give a yarn skein a name that reflects the nighttime. I do not name my yarn. (Yet.)
*Bar soap, foam soap or liquid hand soap? (in your bathrooms) Bar soap in the shower, liquid by the sink.
*Last time you got a ticket? About 6 years ago; passing in a no-passing zone not far from home. Last one before that was about 20 years ago for speeding; I was hurrying to get home in time to watch X-Files.
*Last time you had a car-hop bring your carry out to you? There is an old-fashioned drive-in about 20 miles away that I went to sometime in the past 5-10 years.
Kathy asks questions every Monday. This week I decided to answer.
* What kind of crops do you see in your state? Corn and soybeans, soybeans and corn.
*This has been a question before, but it is a good one: When was the last time you wore a handknit? I wore a pair of handknit socks about a week ago. If you asked me this question anytime between September and May, the answer would be ‘right now’ because I wear handknit socks every day except in summer.
*Have you ever seen the Secret Service in person? No, but Younger Son encountered them at the Republican National Convention in St Paul in 2008.
*Do you know a poem by heart? Not an entire poem, but I can still recite the first dozen or so lines of the Canterbury Tales… in the original Middle English. ‘Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote…’
*What is a rule in your house? Never awaken the Kat™ for anything less than the house being on fire.
*Do you attach a new ball of yarn to your knits at the end of a row or a few inches in? Wherever the old ball runs out, so almost always an inch or more in.
*Have you been stuck behind a cyclist, a tractor or a bus most recently? Tractor. Always a tractor. This is rural America, folks.
*What’s your favorite summer pie? Blueberry. Always blueberry.
*Do you know a clever yarn shop name? Yes. Oh, you wanted to KNOW the name? Darn Knit Anyway in Stillwater, MN.
*Are you still hearing fireworks? Nope, thank FSM.
Shortly after this the little bugger was tossed into the yard, where it presumably assumed its proper place in the Great Circle Of Life., e.g., being lunch for some larger critter.
We set a couple mousetraps in prominent locations before our flying trip to Sioux Falls to deliver a car for GF. One trap yielded an adult mouse, the other trap disappeared (!)
We hopes this is the last of the mousling/ratling appearances for a while.
The afghan has left the Kingdom of Squareness and entered the Empire of True Rectangularity.
Unhappily, this transition has also caused the laws of physics and mathematics and knitting to no longer apply. Allow me to explain.
Every mitered square is formed by casting on and/or picking up a total of 43 stitches: 21 on two sides of the square plus one spine stitch in the center. I count these 43 stitches at least twice before beginning to garter stitch. This worked perfectly on nearly every square during the first half of the blanket. Oh, sure, occasionally I might have to tink back to perform a missed center double decrease, but generally the knitting proceeded in a calm and orderly fashion.
Since leaving the KofS and entering the EofTR, not so much.
I have had to frog large portions of roughly half the squares due to user error.
Stitch count wrong.
Missed center double decrease.
Garter stitch error.
(Well, that last one never required actual frogging; my handy-dandy garter stitch fixer hook allowed me to merely unravel one column of stitches back to the error, fix it, and garter back up to the needle.)
The last row of squares, however, has taken the afghan into an entirely new dimension of time and space, one where stitches magically appear and disappear in contradiction to all logic and rules of knitting.
I start out a square with the correct number of stitches, 21 on a side plus one in the center — remember how I count them at least twice? In an orderly universe, slipping the first stitch of every row produces an edge of precisely 21 slipped stitches, one per garter ridge, and thus making it nearly impossible to screw up the next square.
More then once, however, I have ended up with 22 slipped stitches along an edge after finishing a square that began with 21 stitches on that side. Even worse, there have sometimes been 21 slipped edge stitches on the other side of the same square! How can that be? What is going on?
I don’t get it.
On Sunday I had to put the afghan aside because it was driving me batshit crazy. One hopes that sanity and reason and proper knitting rules will return soon.
Mousling update: The final total of mouslings appears to be seven (7!) after one more was discovered, then two more. All have been *released* into the yard to assume their proper role in the Great Circle of Life, e.g., to be some larger critter’s lunch.
Mousling update 2x: The mouslings always looked a little too big to be newborn mice, but they had to be newborns because their little eyes were not open yet. On Monday morning Smokey found a drowned animal in the downstairs toilet, either a giant mouse… or a rat. So we are now presuming those mouslings were actually ratlings. (Ewww. Somehow ratlings are much nastier than mouslings.)