before you even ask – it’s the caption on a far side cartoon i used to think was effin’ hilarious. it still makes me smile.
so, there are technical difficulties on this side of the screen. hence the lack of pictures-i-took-myself today. and i do have pictures to show you. i made some yarn that was making me dizzy with sheer glee. i know less than two of you know anything about making yarn, so i’ll simplify. in my spinning class, we got to make really soft pre-yarn using thingies called carders. and one of them bit me. further, i got to use this big, weird, creepy-sounding device called a drum carder (if you clicky on the link, there’s a decent picture under the machine carding sub-header), where i produced pre-yarn that was amazing in color – turquois, red, purple, shiny – and i was seriously atwitter to spin it up. i think i have enough to make a scarf, which makes me endlessly happy. i also spun up a bunch of stuff i had lying about. so now i have to do two more things, then i can knit with it. it seems weird to be this involved with string, but there you have it. i believe in a pro-string household.
i also made cookies. apparently, i believe in making stuff rather than buying it.
as long as i’m talking about making stuff… i really want to make this:

it’s not the best picture, sure. but in the magazine i have, it looks awesome. and comfortable.
and i want to make this:

but… um, it kinda looks like a big purple vagina. actually, no. it looks like big purple labia. despite this, i still want it.
i’ve been reading, and knitting, and up to my sternum in laundry. so, basically lying low. oh – book report! i have stuff!
unaccompanied women – so, i read the first book, a round-heeled woman, and i rather liked it. i don’t know what i was expecting from the second book, but this wasn’t it. that’s not to say i didn’t like it, because i did. sorta. kinda. maybe. but… um. okay. in the first book, miz juska puts out an ad for men, gets responses, and story ensues. in this… she talks about the first book some more. talks about people she’s met through readings of the first book. and how little her life has changed since the first book. so… i’m not sure why this one was wholly necessary. was it a contractual obligation? anyway… i shouldn’t talk smack about her book, because it was enjoyable. it just wasn’t what i was expecting as a follow-up, you know?
the seven daughters of eve- oh, jesus. snore.this is a book that didn’t really need to be a book. it coulda been just fine as an article in a magazine somewhere. so, he discoveres through playing with other people’s DNA, that we can all be genetically traced to one of seven women, hence the title. so, we’re all cousins. distant cousins, but still. think about that the next time you’re asking someone one a date. cue deliverance banjos.
the life and times of the thunderbolt kid – i’m halfway through, and i love it. i love his turn of phrase, the goofiness of his family, and how he recalls his childhood in general. i really do like mr bryson an awful lot. it’s not uber-exciting. the author himself says it’s a book about not very much. there are a few minor explosions. and there’s an instance involving a ‘toity jar’ that made me concerned for his mother.
and… i’m pre-occupied with catching a plane in a few hours. thanks for stopping by.


