Why I knit, #29

powells, stephanie pearl-mcphee: knitting in line by cafemama.

[Funnily enough, this is a line for exactly the same sort of thing I’m talking about, only in a different location, and taken by cafemama, who I do not know, but feel camraderie with, as she and I  have obviously shared a similar experience, along with thousands of other knitters. Hooray, knitting!]

Because it is flexible.

Knitting really is flexible. Aside from the obvious, that knitted things stretch to fit stuff (if you’ve ever tried to sew knits, you know of what I speak), the lifestyle itself is also quite flexible.

You can:

Knit with friends or alone. The experiences differ, but the knitting is the same, regardless of the number of participants (though all of you knitting on the same object does create some logistical issues).

Knit anywhere that doesn’t require you to pay attention closely. That is, at a cafe, at work (on your lunch hour, of course), on the bus/train, in a car (not while driving, please, though folks I know knit at red lights), in the hospital, at IKEA, or wherever else you choose. While walking. In line waiting to see knitting celebrities (we have them, non-knitters, and they are awesome, so halt your nay-saying). I suppose you could knit while in labor, or on the toilet (not a bad idea, but I’m not admitting to it), or even in the bath. I would not recommend knitting while running from the police, mowing the lawn, or playing tennis. Or using a rowing machine (Jennie, this means you).

Experiment with a wide range of materials, tools and design. You can choose from wool, cotton, silk, bamboo, alpaca, angora, cashmere, etc., blends of those things, or plain old acrylic (also often blended). You can choose yarn weights. You can choose pattern styles. You can choose ways to combine these things into (eventually) finished objects. And you can knit with an assortment of needles in an assortment of materials and finishes. Whatever you want.

Be anybody. President of Burundi? Go for it! Grandma? Go for it! Lumberjack? Go for it! (Am I a giant dork? Totally! But I knit, too.)

And you can learn in a variety of ways, from a variety of sources, and you’ll probably end up in the same place as much of the knitting world, which is to loop yarn through itself using two sticks, and coming up with something relatively useful, regardless of knitting English style or Continental style (or some other style), or whether you learned from a book or a class or your great-aunt Margaret, or your best friend or the internet.

Pretty neat, huh?

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Dude.

Things are going pretty much better than usual.

I have:

♦ Entertained friends for the weekend.

♦ Taken said friends to the drive-in for a double feature of GI Joe and Transformers 2 (GI Joe is superior to Transformers 2, which means that Transformers 2 is quite abysmal). Much rum was consumed. I would advise playing drinking games based on these films’ ridiculousness only with extreme caution. Consider yourself warned.

♦ Introduced friends to Haru Ichiban, and consumed (again) more ramen than I ought to. Note to self: one onigiri makes you nearly as full as two.

♦ Finished the heel on the second Rivendell sock. I will be watching Due South on DVD and attempting to complete the sock. This will be a sock-knitting record for me. It gives me  hope for the timeliness of future projects.

♦ Had something to keep me busy all day today! It was PowerPoint, but I got to create lots of charts! I like charts.

♦ Made a little progress in my bug phobia. I had a palmetto bug dive bomb my head, and I didn’t throw up (not that I’ve ever thrown up in that situation, but I’ve never had that happen and I’ve always imagined that I’d throw up).

♦ Survived Lemmy’s first visit to the vet. Actually, the husband took him, but I was a giant bundle of nerves until I knew he was fine. Just another reason why I am not the parent of human children yet. Can you imagine if  this was my offspring, and not a cat? Well, I can, and it is scary.

♦ Found this awesome video, which is also kind of creepy:

I’m making my way slowly through my stack of research books, but honestly all I want to do at the moment is knit. And I realized on Saturday that I promised a Chronicle by this month. I shall put it off for another week. Nobody really reads it, anyhow.

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On vacation!

Not blogging, except to say that there are figs in the oven, and we’re doing a double feature of Transformers and GI: Joe at the drive-in.

I have stuffed myself with much food today.

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Important life lesson (or, navel-gazing, part 3)

I am not old enough that I have learned all very important life lessons (I don’t think anybody, regardless of age, ever learns them all).

Today was one that has been in the works for a while.

The secret to being successful:

1. Know what you want.

2. Ask for it.

And that’s really it. Asking for it might be literally asking for it – “can I have a raise?” “can I have a promotion?” “can I have that job?” “can I be the  one to take care of that?” – or doing things that put you in the position to do/have what you want, and then making your needs/wants known.

I was raised in a pretty traditional, old-fashioned family. Therefore, I have a difficult time asking for the things I want. My parents and grandparents stressed that you do not ask for something unless it’s something that is an essential need. You don’t ask for water when visiting someone, unless you’re parched to the point of being uncomfortable (and then you always preface it with, “I hate to bother you, but…”). If offered, you turn it down a couple of times before accepting, as this makes you seem gracious and not greedy.

This doesn’t actually work outside of certain controlled social situations. More familiarity apparently means less need to wait to be asked, and instead allows you to go and ask from the get-go. If you don’t ask, you might never get what you want. Somebody else will ask for it, get it, and you’ll be left wondering why you didn’t ask first.

Now, you have to make sure you’re asking for something you really need, and observe social cues to tell when it’s appropriate to ask for things. I have been appalled while watching America’s Next Top Model (big surprise), when models have consistently asked to keep the clothing they’re modeling, as if they’re entitled to it.

But the truth is this: while it is unacceptable to behave as though you’re entitled to something, it is acceptable to ask for the important things. Often, someone won’t know what it is you want (or need) unless you ask for it. And once you’ve done it, it’s not as scary as you imagined.

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That’s a lot of knitting.

Guerilla Knitting in Australia.

Yep. That’s a whole public toilet. Kinda makes you want to finish all those UFOs, not?

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Why I knit, #28

At least I think it’s 28.

Anyway.

I knit, because (this will come as a surprise to you non-knitters) it defies the order of the space-time continuum.

I shall explain.

Do you remember reading Madeline L’Engle books? More specifically, A Wrinkle in Time? No? Well, if so, good for you. If not, the pertinent bit is that there is a discussion of 1, 2, 3 and 4-dimensional space. As a child, this was a brand new world of physics wonder, and it has always stuck with me.

And now there’s knitting. Here’s how it bridges all 4 dimensions at the same time.

Knitting in one dimension is pretty much all knitting. At its core, a knit object is a piece of yarn, looped over and over and over. Essentially it is one-dimensional, although the space it occupies is not. (Yes, I’m oversimplifying, but it’s got a point, so just suspend your disbelief for just a minute.) Your yarn is a fixed number of yards, and then you use some of those yards, and those yards are pretty much always there.

Knitting in two dimensions (area) is what happens when you’re in the process of knitting. Whether you’re following a pattern or not, the bit you’re working on is essentially a plane that you’re making smaller or larger, or putting holes in, or filling out, depending on your desired FO.

Knitting in three dimensions is what happens when you knit a sock, a stuffed animal, a sweater, a  hat, or pretty much anything that’s not a blanket, shawl, or scarf (yes, I know that these things are not technically two-dimensional, but whatever). It has volume (by volume I mean your foot, your torso, or the other things you fill knitting with; your brains go places I do not want to, and don’t share that with me).

Four dimensional knitting is the time it takes to finish all those 3-D projects, because you take the first three dimensions and then add (in my case) six months, which seems to be the crucial ingredient in making one happy with a knitting project one previously loathed (loathing might possibly be the fifth dimension, but I haven’t tested it as thoroughly as I’d like; perhaps I should cast on a couple more projects, just to make sure I’ve gotten a representative sample).

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I’ll have another, thanks.

The Ice Kiss is: whipped cream, fruity pebbles, strawberry ice cream, bananas, jujube-type things, red beans, a little canned fruit of some kind, and the occasional strawberry -- all atop a bed of shaved ice with strawberry juice in it. by m kasahara.

(the highlight of the weekend was like this, but with green tea ice cream, no bananas, and watermelon. totally refreshing, and also something I’m glad I can’t eat for every meal, because I totally would, and I’d convince myself it was healthy because of the fruit and sweet red beans. image by m kasahara)

I’d like an endless supply of three-day weekends, actually.

This one was very very productive, up until I crashed on Monday and sort of sat around like a lump, which happens. However, I got a lot done the rest of the weekend, so it wasn’t so bad.

Saturday: Spent time with Sondra, then did some shopping at Target (we shall see if the fabric shower curtain liner is, in fact, easier to clean; I’m hopeful), then went (2 hours late) to a farewell shindig for Devon. Then we watched Little Miss Sunshine at home, and I am convinced it is the most awkward movie I’ve ever seen, hands-down. Seriously.

Sunday: Sat around the house, then did many loads of laundry, and cleaned out the back of the car. In the evening, we introduced the ChickenGoddess to the wonder that is Boondock Saints. She was appreciative.

Monday: Got up, dragged the gigantic and still filthy free rug out of the garage, and went to work cleaning it. We covered it in OxyClean solution, then did our best to rinse it out, and then shop-vacced it, which made it not smell like dogs any more, but made it smell somehow worse. We’re looking into a rug shampooer to rent. At least we got the caked-in chewing gum out. I found out that it was abnormally hot both Sunday and Monday, so if we were to choose a chore to do outside one of those days, rug-cleaning was a good choice. Oh, does it smell. The water coming out of it was the color of strong coffee, I kid you not. But it will fit in the living room once clean, so that’s a bonus. Afterward, we did some erranding. We picked up some fancy plaster, had a delicious and amazing Korean shaved ice dessert (if you are in the ATL, go to Cafe Mozart Bakery and get one; it’s the best $6.99 you can spend on a hot afternoon), bought a hideously bad suit for the husband’s DragonCon costume, chatted with Sabrina (who was, incidentally, also sorta shopping for DragonCon), scored myself a lovely $3 skirt (with tags on! like new!), did some grocery shopping, and then went home again for some more house cleaning and then a viewing of the Fog, which is perhaps the most awful Bollywood movie I’ve seen yet. I don’t recommend that one, unless you plan on having an MST3K party, in which case, you can totally borrow it from me.

And that’s that. We’ve got company in this weekend, and I’m feverishly gearing up for that. So far, I’ve bought lunch meat. I think I’m a little behind.

Whew. 3-day weekends are not vacations for me, but that’s my own fault.

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Cornography



Cornography, originally uploaded by Grant Hamilton.

I am in love with this set; it totally inspires me to get out my Holga and see what I can do with it.

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Fiber Friday!

Since I am without the means to increase my stash (and really, given the space alloted for said stash, I shouldn’t increase it, even if I have the means), I’m starting this new thing to live vicariously through the internet and to do some virtual window-shopping. For as long as I remember to do it I’ll find some yummy fiber on the interwebs and share it here.

Today’s lusty sheep-based product is on etsy, and is making my little jealous place hurt, as it is a vast quantity of wool, and is also quite lovely:

free USA shipping  IRISH EMERALDS Wool Top For Handspinning, TWO FULL POUNDS

Go buy from Autumnoak! Now! So I don’t have to be sick with unrequited fiber lust!

And then, because I can’t stop myself (similar to the situation I found myself in with respect to the catered Flying Biscuit grits), I kept looking and discovered this:

Spiced Cider 4.2 oz fiber batt merino,silk,angelina

Damn. This is probably the worst bit of masochism I have subjected myself to in quite a while. So once again, please save me from myself and go buy some fiber. (Dang! This seller has only good stuff! I mean, seriously! I keep clicking, hoping that something will suck and save me from further lust, and it just never does! This is especially tempting, as I am fond of blues and greens.)

Can you tell my newfound competence with spinning has completely overshadowed my knitting efforts? No? Well, it has.

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Huh.

I was going to post something angry and inflammatory about the new Girl Scout cookie knockoffs from WalMart, but then I read the comments on the article, and discovered a really intelligent discourse on both sides.

Still, my opinion is pretty much against WalMart using this as a tool to boost sales. Sure, it may have no impact whatsoever, but at the same time I can’t support it, as it seems like a really poor marketing decision on the part of WalMart. Girl Scouts is one of the major social and growth opportunities for low-income girls. Cookie sales help pay for troop activities, council facility upkeep, camp facilities, and all sorts of other things. For example, selling those Thin Mints and Tagalongs helps girls who’d otherwise be unable to travel abroad do so. I went to England partially thanks to a grueling yet completely rewarding bit of cookie-hawking.

Hopefully, people will continue to buy Girl Scout cookies in the quantities they always have, and that the Wal-Mart knockoffs won’t impact that.

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