Is what I’ve been having lately. I’ve been working on a book for Magna Faire, and have borked it up twice already. We’ll see if the third time is the charm. So in lieu of sharing my grump with you any more, here’s more Muppets:
Yay! This is two of my favorite things, all at once. The only way for it to be better would be for Freddie Mercury to jump forward in time and join in himself.
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.
Well, really it's a mob of one, but you get the idea. I'm just me, in Hotlanta, but through me there are many others (yes, we are numerous), and we have teh pointy sticks (fear them), and besides that, we make pretty things. Mostly.
knitters = angry mob 