Sadly, sadly I write to you now, acknowledging that I can’t work and knit as fast or as much as I need to. Tomorrow is another day and all that blabitty-blah, but I think I only completed 16 rows today. Not even worth a photo.Hell, I didn’t even hit Siberia…or whatever it is up there that’s on the Bering Strait.*O the agony of defeat…BUT.I will soldier on.After all, I now have and counting on me.*Okay, I checked:...
Boycott Sew Fast/Sew Easy
You can find a brief description of why here atCease n’ deBitched | MetaFilter and a more comprehensive explanation about 40 minutes into Episode 10 of Cast-On. More info here too: I watched Disney pull this crap and it’s why I left. I’m not about to stay quiet while some Insulting Little Man from a Little Company snubs the knitting community and tries to push us around with meaningless lawyerly threats.I’m going to my...
Olympic Update
I am not doing NEARLY as well as the downhill USA men’s team when it comes to times. I think it’s become fairly clear as we begin the third day of the Knit Olympics that I have seriously overjudged my knitting speed–esp. cold-finger speed during a blizzard. Until and unless I can finish a panel completely in four days I won’t make it. And as you can see from the previous post pic of my starting point, and from the update...
Button, button! Who’s got a button?
Had to make myself a button.Then I went back to Stephanie’s site to check out the new stuff and found thisand now I am shamed by Sara’s awesome coolness.Of course, mine was Very Difficult to make (which makes it virtuous) as I had to start with iPhoto, then transfer the knitting pic to Word, then save that as a PDF jpg, then transfer that back to iPhoto where I could crop it and export it in the right format. So the fact that...
What Happened To Us
What I remember: The morning was beautiful. I made two mistakes: I wore open-toed, black leather mules. I brought cup-a-soup rather than edible food. First period started well enough, about ten kids wandered in late–some for the first time since JUNE–so attendance took longer than usual, until 8:48am. I had just finished when the first plane hit. We all heard the scream of the engines, like a bomb in a war movie, then the flash. The...


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