Dad sent this to me. I love it. I want to turn it into a mural on my living room wall.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
My New Favourite Thing
Dad sent this to me. I love it. I want to turn it into a mural on my living room wall.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Huh.
Sometimes knitting pictures *don't* make everything better.
I'm envisioning a horror film... maybe called "Knit Night" or "Needle Fiend" or "Knit One, Purl Death."
You're welcome.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
CHICKENS!
We haven't visited the concept of CHICKENS! in quite some time.
Hell, we haven't really had that many blogposts in quite some time. Let's remedy that now, shall we?
[SUMMARY: And by "we," I mean, "I."]
From 5280.com:
Checkin' on Them Chicks in Fort Collins
Across the nation, more than 30 cities passed ordinances that make it legal for people to keep chickens in their backyards, including Fort Collins, where one year later all the squawking over whether to pass the new law has settled into a soft, but distinct, clucking sound. Thirty-six households have since acquired chicken licenses and are apparently farming their own super-fresh eggs. And just six of the more than 14,300 calls animal-control officers received involved chickens. "Not much has happened," Bill Porter, director of animal control with the Larimer Humane Society, tells 9News . Four roosters in town upset neighbors, but those were "accidents," Porter tells the Fort Collins Coloradoan, saying the owners "thought they were buying hens as chicks only to discover they were roosters." The ordinance allows residents to keep up to six hens, regulates coops, and prohibits slaughter. Susan Orlean recently wrote about the history of chicken farming and its revival for The New Yorker (subscription required), which features video of the author with her chickens online. Orlean also took some time to answer reader questions via chat. --MdY
[SUMMARY: Hens are a peaceful lot. Roosters, not so much. There may be a lesson in this.]
From Savage Chickens:
Email chickens...
Pirate Star Wars chickens†...
Chicken moustache competition‡...
From the next block over§, as caught by my camera phone¶:
[SUMMARY: You might say we just licked the chicken#.]
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): How much geekier? None. None more geekier.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Kim, you'll be happy to know that, while Sam Elliot may not have won a Knitters' Hunk competition in recent memory, he did win the Chicken Moustache Tournament.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): Where the not-evil step-brother and step-sister-in-law live with most pudgy-cute step-nephew, Noah (pictured here, resplendent in chicken regalia).
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Shakily.
#FOOTNOTE (pounded): Ooooh... I think we're on to something. Who needs a turducken when you can have a chickpigen?
Hell, we haven't really had that many blogposts in quite some time. Let's remedy that now, shall we?
[SUMMARY: And by "we," I mean, "I."]
From 5280.com:
Checkin' on Them Chicks in Fort Collins
Across the nation, more than 30 cities passed ordinances that make it legal for people to keep chickens in their backyards, including Fort Collins, where one year later all the squawking over whether to pass the new law has settled into a soft, but distinct, clucking sound. Thirty-six households have since acquired chicken licenses and are apparently farming their own super-fresh eggs. And just six of the more than 14,300 calls animal-control officers received involved chickens. "Not much has happened," Bill Porter, director of animal control with the Larimer Humane Society, tells 9News . Four roosters in town upset neighbors, but those were "accidents," Porter tells the Fort Collins Coloradoan, saying the owners "thought they were buying hens as chicks only to discover they were roosters." The ordinance allows residents to keep up to six hens, regulates coops, and prohibits slaughter. Susan Orlean recently wrote about the history of chicken farming and its revival for The New Yorker (subscription required), which features video of the author with her chickens online. Orlean also took some time to answer reader questions via chat. --MdY
[SUMMARY: Hens are a peaceful lot. Roosters, not so much. There may be a lesson in this.]
From Savage Chickens:
Email chickens...
Pirate Star Wars chickens†...
Chicken moustache competition‡...
From the next block over§, as caught by my camera phone¶:
[SUMMARY: You might say we just licked the chicken#.]
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): How much geekier? None. None more geekier.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Kim, you'll be happy to know that, while Sam Elliot may not have won a Knitters' Hunk competition in recent memory, he did win the Chicken Moustache Tournament.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): Where the not-evil step-brother and step-sister-in-law live with most pudgy-cute step-nephew, Noah (pictured here, resplendent in chicken regalia).
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Shakily.
#FOOTNOTE (pounded): Ooooh... I think we're on to something. Who needs a turducken when you can have a chickpigen?
Monday, October 12, 2009
Please Don't Tell Anyone...
I just spent most of an hour on hold via the voice mail system at the State of New Mexico trying to get through to somebody to let them know the Energy, Mining and Natural Resources Department website had gone 404.
It was when I was noting in my email to the webmaster that nobody was answering the phone that I remembered this is a holiday.
For some people.
So happy Columbus Day to each and every one of you.
It was when I was noting in my email to the webmaster that nobody was answering the phone that I remembered this is a holiday.
For some people.
So happy Columbus Day to each and every one of you.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Screw Michael Jackson†
You know all those world record Thriller dances going on worldwide?‡
I vote we go for this instead.%
Sorry if you already saw it on Facebook.§ Sportsguy, sciFi geek, lost in Korea, and all around tall tall man Van¶ shared this and I think it's worth the double-booking.
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): Not literally. That would be gross.
%FOOTNOTE (percented): TOTALLY safe for work, grandmothers, kids... whatever. At least until we get a translation. For all I know, he could be talking about doing Michael Jackson-quality stuff to grandmothers and kids. That would be gross.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Presumably. I've seen blurbs about it for several different cities, and I know Denver is one of them.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): I try really hard not to cross-populate my social media too much. I feel my constituency -- both of you -- deserves variety. Just not in this case.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Van is the man. If Van wasn't married...
I vote we go for this instead.%
Sorry if you already saw it on Facebook.§ Sportsguy, sciFi geek, lost in Korea, and all around tall tall man Van¶ shared this and I think it's worth the double-booking.
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): Not literally. That would be gross.
%FOOTNOTE (percented): TOTALLY safe for work, grandmothers, kids... whatever. At least until we get a translation. For all I know, he could be talking about doing Michael Jackson-quality stuff to grandmothers and kids. That would be gross.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Presumably. I've seen blurbs about it for several different cities, and I know Denver is one of them.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): I try really hard not to cross-populate my social media too much. I feel my constituency -- both of you -- deserves variety. Just not in this case.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Van is the man. If Van wasn't married...
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
The Neiman Marcus Chistmas Book is Out
And I quote:
Four Lollipops and Handle Set: We've got a plan for our pops —an ingeniously delicious plan. Take our 6.25"L crystal-encrusted handle with signature logo butterfly charm (it's the must-have accessory), attach a delicious (edible) lollipop head, then enjoy! In between licks, the protective bubble cover keeps the lint off your lolly. Our exclusive set includes metal handle, clear cover, and four edible pops to charm kids 10 years and older. Flavors include Blue Raspberry, Watermelon, Green Apple, and Cream Orange. Made in the USA.
NM Exclusive
Four Lollipops and Handle Set
Price: $50.00
[SUMMARY: Money, sense and the vague relationship† between the two.]
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): Do you suppose it's telling I originally typed "relationshop"?
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Guitar Hero
So I finished† the Guitar Hero Sweater,‡ only a month late.§
[SUMMARY: Go AntiM! Take your excuses with you!]
It looks lovely and serene sitting there on the hanger, doesn't it? But we all know you can't get the real sense of a guitar sweater without seeing it on its intended owner.
[SUMMARY: Quiet moments are fleeting.]
Tallest, Hairiest Nephew¶ knows the rules established long ago by his father: you have to take one nice picture...
...so you can get to the squirrely shot.#
My favourites may be the unguarded moments, like when the nephew is concentrating REALLY HARD†† on the solo from "Come As You Are."‡‡
[SUMMARY: It's hard to pose when you're focusing that hard.]
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): If you don't count the fact that I had to take it back and make the sleeves looser and longer, which only took a couple of hours.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): And posting it, posting knitting, just like I promised last week when I was begging money. A good saint-in-waiting always keeps her promises.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): I had a hand injury and the sun was in my eyes and it didn't get cold enough for a sweater until last week anyway.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Now that the mohawk is gone, he's back to Tallest and Hairiest.
#FOOTNOTE (pounded): Totally punk, no?
††FOOTNOTE (ddouble-ccrossed): I can't believe he missed the tongue-sticking-out gene.
‡‡FOOTNOTE (doubble-crossssed): He has the hook totally nailed, but the solo takes his undivided attention.
[SUMMARY: Go AntiM! Take your excuses with you!]
It looks lovely and serene sitting there on the hanger, doesn't it? But we all know you can't get the real sense of a guitar sweater without seeing it on its intended owner.
[SUMMARY: Quiet moments are fleeting.]
Tallest, Hairiest Nephew¶ knows the rules established long ago by his father: you have to take one nice picture...
...so you can get to the squirrely shot.#
My favourites may be the unguarded moments, like when the nephew is concentrating REALLY HARD†† on the solo from "Come As You Are."‡‡
[SUMMARY: It's hard to pose when you're focusing that hard.]
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): If you don't count the fact that I had to take it back and make the sleeves looser and longer, which only took a couple of hours.
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): And posting it, posting knitting, just like I promised last week when I was begging money. A good saint-in-waiting always keeps her promises.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): I had a hand injury and the sun was in my eyes and it didn't get cold enough for a sweater until last week anyway.
¶FOOTNOTE (paragraphed): Now that the mohawk is gone, he's back to Tallest and Hairiest.
#FOOTNOTE (pounded): Totally punk, no?
††FOOTNOTE (ddouble-ccrossed): I can't believe he missed the tongue-sticking-out gene.
‡‡FOOTNOTE (doubble-crossssed): He has the hook totally nailed, but the solo takes his undivided attention.
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