It's a good day to be a knitter.†
For one thing, it's Tuesday, which means it's Drunken Knitting night. To make DK even better, it's Billy's Inn night.
I love Patrick Carroll's. It's three blocks from home,‡ it's right across the street from Sylvia's House of Fuzzy Crack and they've been really good to us.
But a year-and-a-half of the same bar menu wears on even the most intrepid knitter/gustafarian.§ Billy's has *wonderful* food¶ and better light and a marvelous patio, so it's a good alternative.
[SUMMARY: Still drinking, still eating, still knitting.]
And yesterday I got my prize winnings from Lyda Kay's Casting About for a Name contest.
You may already be following along with Karen's or Anna-Liza's prizes. Mine's purple and orange, like one of those lacquered and sparkled lowriders with flames and chrome and such.
[SUMMARY: All my friends know the lowrider... la la la...]
This was my prize package, so there was a pig, of course.
And it came from Lyda, so there was a zombie, of course.
Tommy the Sith Apprentice Cat slipped in a handful†† of kitty toys, including plastic eggs. Note how the plastic eggs have ventilation holes. All the better to transport a vole?‡‡
[SUMMARY: Thanks, Lyda!]
Yesterday, I also got the CD insert from my Very Special Birthday CD. I didn't take a picture. I should have. There's something about seeing "marin birthday" as the first track that makes me all goosebumpy.
NOTE TO SECRET PAL: I just *knew* I heard Judy Collins in there!
[SUMMARY: Thanks, Secret Pal!]
AND... I finished the Dove Leaves scarf last night. And wove in the ends. And washed it and blocked it.§§
Yarn: Fiddlesticks Knitting Silk Sensation, in Dove
Pattern: Wavy Leaves Scarf from Fiddlesticks Knitting
The pattern says it ends up about 46" long at ten pattern repeats. I did twelve@ repeats and blocked the living shit out of it to get 49".
It should probably be noted for those of you who missed it the first thousand times it's been brought up: I knit a little tight. This mostly affects length -- my stitch count in a row is usually spot-on. Thus the very tight, barely-blockable short scarf.
[SUMMARY: You know the words, sing along: Still a knitblog!]
Tonight at DK, I fully intend to finish the deconstruction of the Father's Day Arrrgyles.
As a matter of fact, I *do* think I have superpowers!¶¶
Creed - Love in Black
Marin Says: You know those sugared violet candies? Or violet-flavoured Chiclets?## I suspect that's what the initial scent was (sneaking a peak at the list), though I got stuck on crayons or Play-doh and couldn't quite place what childhood item it evoked. It's pleasant but weird for a perfume. I absolutely love it a couple of hours in. I smell mostly clove, cardamom and cedar, with a touch of black currant and a hint of something floral.
The Perfumed Court says: Due to be released in the U.S. in September, we've brought this in from the Paris boutique, which is the only place it is available. Created as an homage to Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, it has notes of night-blooming wilfdflowers from the Greek isles, violet from italy, Virginia cedar,% iris at the heart, clove,% Tonkin musk, blackcurrant% from France and Bulgarian rose. It is a beautiful, fascinating, feminine floral.
Hans says: "That smells like... um... urgh... I like it... let me smell again.
"Yeah, like crayons or something... that's not quite right... again?
"Bah... go with crayons. I'm not happy with it, but I can't find the right word. Say crayons mixed with Play-doh."
Later: "Is this a new one?
"Yeah, after the roll-out,^ I'm definitely getting violets."
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): Really, aren't most days good days to be a knitter? Other than December 21st (when you're still deluding yourself you can get done if you can only knit 22 hours a day for the next four days and will probable end up with a dozen pet rocks or dancing flowers or whatever you can get in bulk at Wal-Mart at the last minute), at least?
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Which means I can drag myself home by my lips if the situation dictates it.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): I think I just made that word up. I think I'm awfully clever.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): SPECTACULAR salsa, made fresh in-house.
#FOOTNOTE (pounded): And now that Low Rider song is going through my head.
††FOOTNOTE (ddouble-ccrossed): Pawful?
‡‡FOOTNOTE (doubble-crossssed): F_ _ L D M _ _ _ _
"I'd like to buy a vole, Pat."
§§FOOTNOTE (two-ply for your comfort): What is wrong with me? I'm not a finisher, I'm a starter! My reputation as a knittease is at stake!
@FOOTNOTE (atted): For one... twelve! For two, I love the number thirteen, but this is a gift, so I didn't want to jinx anyone else's triskaidekaphobia. That would be a bad gift.
¶¶FOOTNOTE (two scoops, please): And I'm pretty sure I get Saint Points for that too.
##FOOTNOTE (better by the pound): Which I've only seen in Mexico. I bought about three hundred tiny little boxes of violet Chiclets when I was thirteen, studying Spanish in Mexico.
%FOOTNOTE (percented): Ha! Got one! Also? Blackcurrant is one word?
^FOOTNOTE (careted): I hipped Hans to the lingo. He may become unlivable.