Well, it’s fueled by stuff like this:
The Migration of Anatomically Modern Humans
See? 195,000 years. Which gets us as far as maybe, oh, somewhere on the other side of the galaxy from where we are, since the center of the Milky Way is approximately 25,000 light years from us. The closest planet that is a possibly Earth-like planet is about 20.5 light-years away , so I feel a little better about the search for life out there in the universe, but I’m still navel-gazing.
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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