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Spill Guts Here. It's gotta go somewhere, know what I mean? Can you stand it?
purls before swine
Geek Knitting
West Indian Parade
West Indian Parade
Dog/Cat Wrestling
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5.31.2002
Archives Live! There is a knitted kerchief pattern in the 4/30 post from last year that I will be transcribing to it's own page soon, but for now, that's where it is, if you want to knit one. Very Easy!.!
5.30.2002
Upgraded to Blogger Pro just now. Life is too short for technical problems. Maybe I can get me archives back now.
Been having annoying Javanullpointerexception errors while trying to post, which just fixed itself. But not before deleting the Gauge Queen font post, with comments. I did read them, and so will now rely on my memory, also known as swiss cheese.
Bored? Visit Crazy Drunk Guy. Perhaps you have to be from around these parts to appreciate how common people like this are here. To get phone calls from them is another story, though. Haven't had enough? Order yourself an Origami Boulder for your desk. Mystify your co-workers with your overwhelming deep spirituality. I'm thrilled to be on the NYCBloggers Map! Bergen Street stop on the 2 line. Miss you already, DangerousChunky! Bon Voyage! 5.27.2002
Came across a wonderful assortment of strange old knitted doily patterns: here. I've developed a mild obsession with knitting them. It's so damn much fun! and pretty easy. Don't forget to block! These are similar to the knitted pieces I'm inserting into fine gauge t-shirts. Even my own personal shirts have not escaped the treatment. It's going to be a long, lacey summer....
5.17.2002
Very excited about the new book " A New Kind of Science" by Stephen Wolfram, the creator of Mathematica. If you love math visualization and science, this is more than worth a peek. I just ordered my copy!!! Can't wait!
5.15.2002
Shit. Courtesy of Ranjit, this is what a Gauge Queen is:
http://tinyurl.com/5fs GAUGE QUEEN a person obsessed with stretching A person who is either obsessed with stretching their piercings, or with showing off their many stretched piercings, is known as a gauge queen. See also: stretching. Well, I immediately related to this phrase as a knitter, I don't have any piercings! I might do a riff on it on some logo T-Shirts, only include all the knitting needle sizes. Would that be an obscure enough in-joke? Only a knitter would know what the numbers and phrase together means. More on this project as it progresses.  Monkeys and Puppies!!! Hell Yes! This is what it's all about! 5.13.2002
Found on a search for tattoo flash: Gauge Queen tee shirts. I'm very tempted. Wonder what that means to a tattoo artist?
Gave in, and ordered one. a nice, tight small. ;-> 5.12.2002
I'm not afraid to admit it: I'm totally obsessed with the "Lawrence Welk Show". I remember watching this as a young child with my grandparents. The camp/kitsch value is through the roof, and it's actually frightening at times. You simply cannot look away. These are the epitome of plastic people. I had yellow plastic go-go boots and these kinds of blocky, goofy dresses when I was a kid, also.
There is a palsey afflicted grandma who gives a running commentary/bragathon about her life, family and God between the musical numbers. This woman is absolutely terrifying! While it's sort of cool to see an elderly woman in this position on TV, the message she sends out makes you despise her. She sets up an impossible ideal that must have totally tortured many regular people, and at the same time, you can tell she's in complete denial about the realities of life. Fascinating! As she says: "Choose to be Happy!" I must begin taping this. It's exquisite torture. It's on cable here in Brooklyn on Saturday night, and I run home from the shop to catch it. Last night a female dancers back dress zipper broke about halfway during a rousing "flamenco-inspired/go-go" dance number. I watched the forced smile and look of moderately well concealed fear on the poor womans face as she gamely continued spinning, tapping and arm waving to the end, hoping her top wouldn't fall off. Incredible. This must have been taped live. Nothing beats this for entertainment value. Last week, one of Connie Francis' huge rhinestone clip-on earrings fell off mid song into the bodice of her gown, and she finished with only one. No reaction, it must have been a mark of professionalism to pretend nothing happened, and continue smiling. Just love this stuff. 5.10.2002
Calling all Designers. A New York tradition. Good Luck!
The good thing about yesterday is now it's over! I spent the day at the shop not knitting, but working on sales tax figures with my accountant. Head was pounding when I got home, so made some comfort noodles and cheese, and went to bed. Getting the camera thing together this weekend, finally, with a digital one loaned to me by the fab Ranjit. Love the bad tempered drawing device, as I'm a bad tempered knitting device. Don't think I don't know it! Got a surprise phone call from an ex BF from about 6-7 years ago, who's mighty handy around the house, and very willing to help me out with shelves, etc in exchange for a plate of delicious Brooklyn jerk chicken...That was nice. Isn't it interesting how exes are great a few years later? ;-> Why is that? The guys I date are always better friends than boyfriends. Still got in some knitting yesterday am, hk pink/cream cotton silk halter, which I'm going to applique some fabric butterflies onto after it's dry (handwashed it to block), hope to have pics up next week. 5.09.2002
Oh, major frustration. Just found out after 9 phone calls to Fashion Institute of Technology that the 2 courses I want to take, Warp knitting technology and warp knitting lab, are only offered ONCE A FUCKIN YEAR< Spring semester!, that of course just passed. SSSSHHHHHIIIIITTTTTTT. I had about enough. I feel like getting drunk tonight, and I don't even like to drink.
Last night a friend tried to get me to take a unbelievable sad and pathetic little stray dog, chihuahua mix, blind from cataracts, deeply bowlegged in front, with only 1 ball and smelling like a sewer. I took him for a few hours to see how Murph liked him. This creature cried nonstop unless you held it like a baby. Then it peed on 2 rugs, and shit on another. Murph like it fine, but didn't understand why it wouldn't (couldn't) play. I gave it back, totally unable to handle it. It was cute and is still needs a home desperately. About 2 years old. The cataracts can be operated on, and sight restored. Now I have 3 rugs to clean. Yes, definitely getting stinko tonight. 5.07.2002
I like this knitters blog, named Moodswings. Been having plenty of those lately, hormonal and emotional.
Have turned into a knitting slug, although I realized this morning that I run on a higher gear than most. Designed an asymmetrical, one shouldered halter top this am, knitted one (by hand), and got 3/4 of another done, (will finish in the next hour or 2) with minor changes to the pattern, this is the way I develop shapes. Read part of DFW's "Infinite Jest", I'm stuck somewhere in the middle, god I love this guy's writing, but I just can't read the whole thing in a day or two like most books. It's like swimming through hyper-intelligent fudge. Ever had those dreams where you're trying to run and you can't move? This is the awake version of that. Yet I can't put it away without finishing it. A friend called, and when she said "What did you do today?", I said, " Oh, nothing". Someone else would find this a very productive day, but I actually feel guilty for wearing pajamas all day (did put on pants to walk the dog). Now YESTERDAY was productive. Went to 3 freakin trade shows tracking down great stuff for the shop. Pier 94, then 92, then a cab to Javit's center, then, the silver dealer for earrings, then Bed, Bath and Beyond for a real garbage can, (the little monster can't help diggin in unless it's well out of reach, swept up coffee grounds & orange peels for the last time last night!). You know how it is when you have SO MUCH TO DO that you can't do any of it? That's what's going on right now. Definitely need a vacation, but I cannot tolerate any more interruptions. Will just have to wait for this to pass, like it always does. Got the knitters equivalent of writers block. 5.03.2002
I love Word of the Day. They always include a quote at the end, and coincidentally, todays was:
One can be instructed in society, one is inspired only in solitude. -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832) Gotta go work my monthly shift at the Food Coop... 5.02.2002
An amusing "left coast" knitters blog. Specially like the HYUK comments. Anyone who references The Three Stooges is a friend of mine!
This has been on my mind for a while, and I've finally decided to "recuse" myself from passing judgement on consumer level knitting related paraphanalia/shops, etc. It doesn't make sense. After being a professional knitter for over 22 years, it stands to reason, and my writing proves this to me, that I just can't view something from that perspective. I'm always looking for something more complex and new. How can these new books/shops match that expectation? I buy wholesale yarns and equipment, and search out patterns that are NOT your average "easy to knit". Watched the CBS morning show this am, (saw you on tv Carolyn! Very photogenic for that split second!) and realized that the current crop of knitters are NOT doing complex work, or writing new patterns. This is consumer level. I believe 90% of them never will. And that's just fine, but it has nothing to do with me. Why do I even pay attention to this side of it? A perfect example was reporter Julie Chen confidently announcing at the end of the segment while showing 6 rows of her "hamster scarf": "There is no such thing as Knit 1, Purl 2, to do so would be disasterous." What the f*ck are you talking about? What do you think broken rib is? I vow 2 things from this point on. 1) Only focus on high end, complex and advanced knitting topics, I can't handle this crap. 2) The book I'm working on will be projects that are HARD god-damnit, not so freaking simple. A good analogy is learning to boil eggs, then writing a cookbook about it. I just can't even pay attention to this anymore. I'm just in a different place. Is there anyone else keeping a blog that's a pro? 5.01.2002
Just got back from the Brooklyn Botanic Garden 2 day plant sale. Fabulous, if only to walk through the wisteria and lilacs blooming profusely. I'd forgotten what an incredibly restful and recharging place this is.
Decided to treat myself to a somewhat expensive yet gorgeous magenta orchid, so I did. Unfortunately, as I was taking it out of the bag when I got it home, the flower stem with 7 beautiful blooms, got caught in the handle of the bag, and snapped off. *SHIIIIIT*!^, oh well, still have 2 blooms left. Also got, as a trade for "X", who used to be "M" in this blog (regular readers will know who I mean), an orange Iceland Poppy, a variegated ivy, multicolored lupines, and a silver lace vine. I got for myself a leopard plant, and a magenta African violet, also for my skylit potty. Must get there more often, the atmosphere is exceptional. |
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