Epic post is epic.

Which is why you get it in installments!

Lo, here is day one of the yearly fiber adventure! In which we misestimate how long it takes to get from Atlanta to Maryland, and have some lady-type adventures on the way.

Day one was actually the travel day, but we got in very early Friday morning and then got back on the road with only three hours of sleep, to buy supportive undergarments. It is very silly to be buying bras on three hours of sleep. Veeeeeery silly. I don’t have many pictures of this part of the trip. Did get to meet some new friends, though! That was cool.

After I got off work on Thursday, Jennie picked me up and we waded into the Atlanta traffic, which looked like this:

Honestly? Not as bad as it could be. Also things like this:

I got prematurely excited and then remembered that we were still in the Atlanta metro area. Thankfully, we realized that we were going to pass by Umaido, and being hungry, we decided to stop. Umaido is delicious, but quite the drive for us in-town folks. I had a lovely beer:

some rice (not pictured) and ramen

which didn’t last terribly long.

Slurp.

We stayed over at Jennie’s mom’s house. Somehow I still managed to be artistic on 3 hours of sleep, but I think it was because the scenery was so inspiring.

See? Lens flares and crap.

We bought some bagels (so good) and then met up with Baobh and Heather for the ladies’ supportive undergarment buying. Jennie was happy to see Baobh:

The supportive undergarment crew:

After the bras there was Mexican food and delicious chocolate.

And some silliness, even with more sleep than Jennie and I got:

And then after that, there was a Jonathan Coulton concert at the Birchmere, a great little music venue. Paul and Storm opened, and I’d never seen them before, but I’m an instant fan. They are hilarious. I liked this venue better than the first time I’d seen JoCo, mostly because I could actually see him this time. I’m fairly convinced that he’s Xylo’s alternate-reality twin, in a universe where Xylo is a hipster nerd musician guy with curly short hair instead of straight long hair, and a different wife.

I left my camera at Heather‘s house, because I wasn’t sure I could take photos, later finding out that I could take photos. So instead I offer you this rockin’ origami from Heather’s living room:

The concert was just like this, only completely different!

That was pretty much that day. Tomorrow comes SHEEP AND WOOL. It will be epic-er-er-er.

About HappyGoth

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.
This entry was posted in General stuff, knitting, spinning and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s