February 21, 2003
Off to Stitches
In less than an hour I depart to enjoy the first annual
I am especially looking forward to the Market, the Barbecue and of course, the Pub Crawl. Sandy forwarded me some things to keep in mind for the Pub Crawl:
THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:
* Indubitably
* Innovative
* Preliminary
* Proliferation
* Cinnamon
THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:
* Specificity
* British Constitution
* Passive-aggressive disorder
* Loquacious Transubstantiate
THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:
* Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
* Nope, no more booze for me.
* Sorry, but you're not really my type.
* Good evening officer, isn't it lovely out tonight.
* Oh, I just couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.
* Sorry I'm being such a jackass.
In the meantime, I must tell you that I spent my evening finalizing LAF distributions, so did no knitting. However, I did join a spiffy new yahoo group called FiberTraditions, run by my friend Sam, who taught me to spin! It's in its formative stages, and so far its members are quite broad in their fiber talents. Sam doesn't allow Mean People in the group and has some strict anti-harassment policies-- she's a great listmom.
Speaking of Mean People, check this out-- it's from the Fall 1990 issue of Vogue Knitting. Those folks look hilariously wicked!!
And just to throw in some real knitting content, here's a photo of the baby sweater (Oat Couture) that I still haven't gotten sewn up, but the baby is here finally after a very long wait. My friend Brian at work gave up on finding the Right Woman to share his life with, and decided to adopt a baby girl. After many months of waiting, he went to Texas to bring home a darling little newborn named Corinne Brianna. So I'd better get busy and get this to her!
And finally, some people don't realize how things were in the 1980's. It was an interesting world. Car phones were in (antennas sticking off the roof of your car was a status symbol). Beamers and Jimmies were the Yuppie vehicles of choice. And CPS had their hands full with child abuse cases like this:
Vanessa, your living room sounds very pretty! I think if I did a blanket like that I would have to frame it behind glass because Jojo's claws would be irresistably attracted to it!
Posted by: Sheila on February 21, 2003 09:32 AMSew up that baby! Emily has finally grown out of hers and I need to make another one bigger.
Why does this display only one word per line (at least, on my screen)?
Hey, I think I dated that guy! So that's what became of him! Was there ever really a time when friends let friends go out of the house looking like that, much less reproduce?! ;-) The baby sweater is beautiful, Sheila, and a very lucky baby she is, on more than one count. And thanks for the kind words. :-)
Posted by: Sam on February 21, 2003 10:23 AMThat family...In those days people had more time to mess with their hair...the days before blogs and endless choices of knitting lists to read each morning...oh, to have that kind of time again!
Sandy