Well. After that gigantic albatross of a blog post yesterday, today’s will be short and considerably less introspectively angsty.
Instead, I will angst about socks. I do this frequently, so it should come as no big surprise.
Jennie came over last night for our monthly takeout and movies (I have successfully gotten somebody to sit through all of Jodhaa Akbar! Success!) and I worked on the Sock of Eternity, because that’s what you do when you watch movies (I can knit it without looking at my knitting). About halfway through, I laid the socks next to one another, to check my progress. It seemed as though I had finally knit them even! So I put them on to check and one was about an inch shorter than the other. Blast. I knit on it some more but lost interest and put them away for some other time when I need to knit but can’t pay all that much attention to it.
I have not photographed them because I feel that if I photograph them I will jinx myself or something. Allow me my superstitions. They are few indeed.
By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish.
I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob.
Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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