So. I have located the battery charger for my camera, and the battery is charging at this very moment. Pictures will be forthcoming.

And, even more amazingly, I am a mere inch and a half of horrid 2×2 rib away from completing the socks of eternity! Next up: finishing baby sweater, knitting a hat for my dad, and then working on Muir, which has languished since I started it last year.

See?

Well, it will be something beautiful someday. Hopefully soon (I have to work on my project track record; if this were baseball, I’d be so fired).

And you know what? Jodhaa Akbar is a far superior film when you are not (a) watching a bootleg copy (the bootleg copy made it look as though it was filmed in 1982, and was missing important scenes) and (b) you have all the pertinent subtitles. No, really. “I will make my kingdom shiny,” while amusing, does not quite say the correct thing. I am cheap and will buy the discount versions of things (I swore off bootlegs after I watched Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham with a 3-second delay and stuff missing), but I am completely sold on the actual, fancy, $30 import copy (but I’m still not willing to spend $60 on Dhoom2, Hrithik or no; I’ll see if I can find a used copy somewhere).

And also, since I am doing *so well* on knitting projects at the moment, here’s what the Chickengoddess emailed me about, and which I’ve added to my Ravelry queue:

Byzantium Socks

(I am knitting the crap out of Constantinople)

Also also, Atlanta is a weird place. Apparently English is difficult even if you speak it as a first language:

(Seen down the street from the husband’s place of business. It’s a classy part of town, I tell you what. What I like best is the additional emphasis that comes from putting the exclamation point after “hiring” as well as “sexy,” and that it is a particular sexy being hired. There’s also a sign in another part of town that reads “Big Man Package”)

And finally, here is an old photo of me with a trompe l’oeil hat on my head:

You know – ’cause it’s Thursday and all.