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So this is my thank you post to Chris from Stumbling Over Chaos. You see, Chris is never anything but nice, and no matter how many billion comments she gets, she always takes the time to send me a little email in response to whatever I leave. That, and I won’t forget how she helped me out with my comic-reading contest a few months ago. Chris, you’re a sweetheart!
I also want to thank the rest of you guys for keeping up with the blog and leaving encouraging comments. It makes me feel bad for not posting pictures of my knitting recently! And I’ve done a lot of it, too! I’ll have to put together a nice big WIP post in the next week or two to make up for the photo silence. (Uh oh, now that I’ve got a deadline I have to go through with it…)
(BTW, that is the best blogging tagline ever because really, who doesn’t want to hear about this or that embarrassing thing that so and so blogger has been involved in? After all, if we’re blogging it, IT MUST BE IMPORTANT.)
My parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I’m so embarrassed at the list of things I am thinking about. They are:
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been bothering the beau to help me make a [theremin] for the past two years, but really all I want is some pointy interchangeable circulars and a way to ball yarn faster.
lol, remember “where’s the beef?” I sure don’t. I think I’m a year or two too young. Sigh.
This is my post about beef. My beefs, that is. I should mention before I start that sometimes I will get a little yell-y, but if you’re guilty of one of these things believe me when I say that I mean this is in the nicest way possible. Most of this is just venting. Venting and constructive criticism. I hope people who read this won’t get offended, but instead will stop doing the things that I talk about here. Mostly, I hope people will stop doing the things that I’m talking about happening on Flickr. Some of it is getting out of hand, and it’s only getting worse because people see it happening, think it’s ok, and start doing it themselves even if they a) know it’s not allowed or b) haven’t checked to make sure it’s allowed. So please, don’t be upset if I’ve offended you, I just have to get this off my chest. You’re welcome to start a discussion with me in the comments but if I get any responses that are overly unnecessary (swearing, death threats, yo momma jokes) I have every right to delete them or censor them. Children read this blog! This blog is very popular among babies who knit. Now, on to the griping
I’m moving to Toronto in a few days, but The Beau will be remaining in Kingston. Seeing as I’ll be carrying on a long-distance relationship for the next year, I’ve got lots of travel time to kill in the car (three hours to Kingston, three hours back, every month or so). Because I can’t knit while driving, I’ve decided to learn a language by buying tapes and playing them in the car. I’m obsessed with Japan so I’m thinking of learning Japanese, but I’ve recently been leaning towards Finnish as well. I tend to like learning the really weird languages (Esperanto, Klingon) so Finnish would be a weird language that I could learn and actually get some use from learning it.
From reading Finnish knitting blogs, I’ve learned some words like “lanka” (thread/yarn), “pieni” (little), and “neulo” (knitting). While this isn’t the greatest start, I have also done a few flash card sessions with parts of the body and such. I’ve still yet to decide if I will devote my trips to Japanese or Finnish, but Finnish has a more familiar alphabet and it would certainly aid me in piecing together posts like this. You see, I went crazy for the swatch underneath the “Pieni lankakauppa” book (which I now know means “little yarn shop,” the Finnish title for The Friday Night Knitting Club). While I could have easily read it if I knew how to speak Finnish, I had to instead resort to searching through other posts for similar pictures and hope there was an obvious link. Fortunately, there was a previous post called Pewter coat puikoilla**, with a link to a mysterious magazine called Interweave knits talvi 2006 lehdestÃ¤. Very Mysterious. Does anyone know what “Interweave knits” means in English?
All joking aside, it turns out that I have that magazine! So I therefore have the stitch pattern. While I’m not exactly inspired by the project itself, I might like to use the stitch pattern in a sweater sometime. A very basic fitted turtleneck would be nice. What do y’all think?
Warning: this post contains some naughty words.
So I hopped on a bus yesterday for Kingston so I could see The Beau for one last week before school. Not only was I excited about that, but I was also finished with the knitting portion of my sweater, having cast off my last sleeve on the bus. I took a cab to his place, tipped the cabbie, and then picked up my backpack to take it inside. Hm. Why is there a giant pool of brown liquid coming from my backpack? Ah yes, the bottle of dark rum I had bought for his parents in the Virgin Islands and so painstakingly, lovingly brought back with me. It was broken. Even the airline folks managed to get it to Canada in one piece, but a fucking cabbie from Kingston? Oh no, he has to pick up my backpack and throw it on the ground, shattering the bottom and spilling rum and glass on:
a) my beautiful new finished alpaca sweater
b) my computer.
Now, I’m ok with the smell (it’s actually quite delicious), but I’m now afraid to turn on my computer for fear of it shorting out. There’s also the fact that my sweater is COVERED IN GLASS AND RUM. My beautiful sweater that took probably 100 hours to knit is covered in glass and rum. And I fucking hate cabbies and they had better pay for my computer and my sweater to be cleaned or I am going to SHIT A BRICK.
I’m sorry for the swearing, I’m just really stressed right now. I called the taxi company yesterday and they said they’d call me back today because yesterday they had “other things to deal with.” Which essentially means they are trying to blow me off. But, my dear MODERN Taxi Company, never underestimate the will of a knitter that’s just had her new sweater ruined. You fuckers are going to PAY.
FIRST! A question.
I’m taking a vacation in Florida (primarily Fort Lauderdale and Miami, the “foreskin” of Florida) and the Caribbean, and I need some tips. Tips in two forms. Form A: tips on where to stay, what to eat (I’ll try anything once but my favourite food is Thai/Vietnamese/Moroccan/German* and I’d like to try some seafood because I hear they’re good with seafood down there), what to see (museums/architecture/science-y things), and where to shop. Form B: tips on where there is YARN! I need Floridian/Caribbean crafty tips, and I need them ASAP! Also, I could do with an algorithm for converting from Fahrenheit to Celsius and vice versa, because I know it’s going to be hot and I’ll otherwise have no way to complain about it. I only know how to convert to Kelvin, and “mother-loving cripes, it must be 310 Kelvin in here!” does not translate very well.
In return, here are some pretty pictures:
By Liralen Li.
As you folks might remember, I was gone last week in Northern Ontario. I wanted to post something but didn’t have the time to take photos until now. Here the highlights:
That’s my artsy brooklyntweed shot, revealing several shoes and some recycling.
Here’s a breakdown of the week:
The first stripe was started on the Thursday or so, but not seriously worked on except after it got too dark to read my Potter. On the trip back, a light stripe was knitted onto that accidentally and then ripped back. Fortunately, there were twelve hours in which to knit, so it wasn’t a huge loss. I spent an hour working on a paper and then knit knit knit until we got to Kingston. It was pretty grueling. I think 3 of the remaining 11 hours were spent trying to sleep to avoid having to boringly continue on the sweater with nothing else to do but listen to the CBC’s boring diatribes on the history of Simcoe Day. Honest to goodness, it’s referred to as “Civic Holiday” by most of Ontario. That’s its actual name. From this, you can extrapolate how boring it was to listen to their coverage. YAWN.
If you’re looking at this and wondering why there are points at the beginning of the armholes, that’s because my gauge swatch was off from the beginning (despite hours and hours of swatching and re-swatching!) and I didn’t realize how seriously off it was until I’d knit 4 or 5 stripes. Seeing as I didn’t have anything else to do except listen to “John Graves Simcoe was the first lieutenant governor of Upper Canada” for the 15th time, I just kept knitting and hoped it would work out. A few days later I decided to accommodate by knitting a larger back section and have the seams shifted forward or backward a little bit. The seam shifts under the arm, which I’m calling a “design feature.” This may be a huge disaster, but it’s my first sweater, so I wasn’t really expecting it to work out anyway. I’m exploring! It’s an adventure.
I’m back from the Sault*! I’ve got a more lengthy post planned for tomorrow but I just wanted to leave a quick note to confirm my escape from any possible camping-related peril that fate had in store for me, and also to mention that I’m looking for editors for September’s Yarnival and beyond. Cara will be putting out the issue on August 15th, so I’m hoping to get someone sorted out by then so I’m not suddenly showered with submissions that I’d have to forward on.
Let me know if you’d like to edit an issue and I’ll set you up!
* We had a 12-hour drive back yesterday that left me completely exhausted and also completely tired of knitting the sweater I started. Now I’m not sure if I should rip back those 12 hours of progress, but more on that sordid tale later.