Monthly Archive for August, 2006

you know what would be awesome?

If I get home from choir practice and spend a few hours working on my presentation today, and then make the decision that because I am SO COMPLETELY EXHAUSTED, unusually exhausted, really, that I’m going to go to be before 1am…

…and then the biggest loudest fucking thunderstorm ever parks itself right above us and keeps me awake until 3am?

yeah….awesome.

I…am….so…tired…

Kev slept right through it. Bastard.

I have to give seminar today at 4. Fortunately, I just cut and paste together the powerpoint from previous lab meetings and my last committee meeting, adding A NEW DATA SLIDE HOORAY! and calling it a day. I hope I don’t fall asleep at the podium.

oh SON of a…

I started a pair of socks for myself. I mentioned this on the knitting site - the yarn turned out to be something called “self striping” yarn, which just means that you get very cool stripes without changing yarns - the stripes are built into the dyed yarn. So I decided to use a pattern out of sensational knitted socks, which has become my SOCK BIBLE that’s specifically designed for self-striping yarn.

The only issue is that I’ve only done toe up socks before - that is, start knitting at the toe end, and then moving up to the leg and cuff. The chevron self-striping sock pattern starts at the cuff and leg, and then moves down to the toe. This doesn’t seem like such a big deal, but it is when it comes to the heel. There are all kinds of ways to turn a heel, and they’re all a bit complicated. With the toe first socks, I used a short row heel. OK, I did start at the cuff for the baby socks I made a while back, and I used a flap heel. But they were tiny and easy.

This pattern uses something called an “afterthought” heel. I believe this is a way of doing the heel so that the stripes will match up perfectly. Maybe other methods would do the same, I’m not sure. Whatever, I’ll deal with it when I get there, right? I happily knit away at the cuff and leg of the sock.

Now I’m at the part where I should start the heel. I have to use another needle and do a provisional cast on (blah blah blah, to the non-knitters), OK, done…
And I read this:

Take yarn from other side of skein. Locate part of painted pattern you’re currently working in, and start using that.

What’s the problem? you ask. Just pull the yarn from the other side of the skein!

THIS IS THE PROBLEM!!!

damned chevron stripey socks

Do you see a skein???? NO. It’s a ball. I wind EVERY skein into a ball, because inevitably, if I use a skein as is, halfway through I pull out some god-awful knot of satan that is PAIN to straighten out. So I wind everything into balls.

Leaving the yarn from the “other end” quite inaccessible.

OK, 3 choices, and I ask the knitters out there.

1. Unwind the ball into another ball to get to the other end, and then REWIND it back when the heel is finished.

2. Cut the yarn and try to match up color patterns when all joining occurs.

3. try another heel method that works with self-striping yarns.

any ideas?

and OH MY GOD, if a pattern is going to call for using BOTH ends of the yarn, they SHOULD WARN YOU ABOUT THAT AHEAD OF TIME, BEFORE YOU WIND IT INTO A FUCKING BALL!!!!

dooby dooby dooo

Last night, I dreamt that I was at an unfamiliar school with lots of friends whom I didn’t recognize. I was in graduate school, I think, but studying what? Who knows. Actually, I think the school was in a mall. Classy. Anyway, we were all excited because a good friend (again, someone I don’t currently know) was opening up a brand new store, and teaching a class in it.

We all eagerly piled into her store, and she began teaching, and it was GREAT because she was our friend. At one point, she pulled out a very complicated machine and said she was going to demonstrate blood dialysis. Then a guy stood out, obviously a school administrator who looked vaguely like this actor, and started yelling. He told the instructor that she was out of line doing this demonstrationg, that it was innappropriate and dangerous, because the dialysis machine’s battery was unstable. There was lots of yelling from all of us. I was yelling, too, and I was DETERMINED to write a letter of complaint to…someone.

Then my friends and I left with the instructor. We were hanging out, and someone had…pot. I think it might have been the instructor. She expertly sprinkled some on a wrapper, rolled it up, licked it, and lit up. Then she handed me the bag and left. I looked in the bag - it looked like pot pourri. It was a mess. I tried to pick out what looked like the good bits, but I had never smoked pot before so I didn’t really know what I was doing. I tried to roll it into the paper, but it looked all wonky and wrong. I kept licking the edge to seal it, until the paper ripped. I was too nervous to ask for another one because I didn’t want my friends thinking I was lame.

Eventually, I got something that looked about right, but there were too many people around to light up. I put it in my pocket. For the rest of my dream, I wandered around this mall/campus looking for a place to smoke it, and completely paranoid that I would get caught. I kept looking around for drug sniffing dogs.

And that was my dream. By the way, I’ve NEVER smoked pot before, so I have NO idea where this all came from.

new love

I have a new love.  And it is Hershey’s Syrup Special Dark in my coffee.

mmmmmmmmm……

Am I the only one who giggles a bit when they say “Special Dark?”  Doesn’t that sound like a porn name?

weekend warriors

ghostly footprints

ghostly footprints

freshly painted entryway

painted entry!