Tuesday, August 26, 2008

I'm a loser, baby ...


This is the Van Dyke stitch. The only one I managed during the Olympics. I know, sad.

If you don't want to hear my excuses, skip the next few blocks of text ...

Michael Phelps
Dara Torres
Usain Bolt
Shawn Johnson
Nastia Lukin
Misti May Treanor/Kerri Walsh
Yang Wei
The 33-year-old German gymnast and her family story
The US Men's Volleyball and the tragedy of their coach's father-in-law's murder
The Chinese people during the Opening Ceremony
The Chinese people during the Closing Cermony
My job
A secret work project I've been working on
A secret personal project A.K. and I are working on

oh, and trying to finish the Telegraph Cove sweater. Yeah, I know, I haven't finished it, but, as with the swatches, it's kind of hard to pay attention when Michael Phelps has a race every 15 minutes and he wins by a fingernail.

Okay, enough excuses, I'll post photos of the sweater tomorrow, hopefully it will look like it's suppose to.

oh, and the Van Dyke stitch would make a very nice border. I think it would be a bit much for an entire sweater, but since I only knitted a swatch, I could be totally wrong. Also, I'm not sure why it's called the Van Dyke stitch, I assume it has something to do with Flemish art, although maybe it has to do with Dick Van Dyke and him always tripping. I just dated myself, didn't I. Well, I can say I saw Dick Van Dyke on Nick at Nite, not during its first run.

Okay, I'll shut up now.

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Friday, August 8, 2008

Stitch 'N' Pitch at Safeco Field

The best thing about Stitch 'N' Pitch night is that it brings together two things I love. Baseball and yarn.




Best non-yarn, non-baseball related reason to see a Mariner's game. GARLIC FRIES!







And the M's managed to win.
RAAAAAAUUUUUULLLLLLL!

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Monday, August 4, 2008

Recovering ...

... from crazy hours at work.

... from a pinched nerve that when flared up felt like someone had access to my finger, dipped it in a glass of water and then placed in an electrical outlet.

... from Scrabulous being taken down from Facebook.

So just when things seem to be settling down, I was listening to a podcast of Fresh Air.

After an enjoyable interview with Neil Patrick Harris, Terry Gross comes on and plays
Paul Anka's swing version of Nirvana's 'Smells Like Teen Spirit.'

I think the pinched nerve may be back.

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