Category: Shop on the High Street
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Beware the Ides of March
And also knitting with Bamboo on dpns. My current (secret) stash project involves some leftovers from a stole I made out of Southwest Trading Company’s Bamboo, worked in the round on dpns. I thought it would be perfect out and about knitting–just round and round, no pattern to speak of–but I was sadly mistaken. Every…
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The Judicious Use of Elastic
You know that clear elastic jewelry thread they sell at every big craft chain? A little goes a long way. One thread through the waistband of my pleated skirt was enough to correct its tendency to give in to gravity. Had I known that when I made Monita these armwarmers last Christmas, I never would’ve…
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Final Sale
Every semester, right around midterms, when I’m feeling least charitable towards institutions of higher learning and yearning most for a break, registration for the next semster opens. I hate that. Each time, it feels like you’re selling your soul–in advance. So this Friday, registration opened once again, and I sold my soul away…for the last…
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I Witness the Fall of Modern Civilization
I spend most of my afternoons in the university library, doing homework to kill time before my evening class. Most days I can get a coffee in before I head over there, but today my schedule was all mussed about, and I arrived at the library before I had gotten through the foam atop my…
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Leap Year
A History of English assignment is looming over my shoulder, but I have to get a post in tonight; this is leap year manifest. I used to love little trivia-type things like today. I suppose I still do, but as a full-time student part-time deskperson, it’s just not the same. Forgive the melancholy, but I…
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Movie Knitting
My treat to myself for surviving last week’s three tests was watching the Oscars. No homework during commercials, just my stash shawl. Say what you like about awards being fixed (which they are, or Pirates would’ve won for Best Special Effects. I mean come on–the effects in The Golden Compass even looked fake in the…
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When All Else Fails
There is knitting. The yarn may be a funny colored acrylic, and the needles raspy aluminum, but knitting is predictable. It is tractable, it goes at the pace you need it to, and it doesn’t wait until Tuesday to tell you what to study for your Thursday test. Not that that last bit’s actually happened…
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On a Mission
Poking around in Blogland the other day, I discovered this. Stash reduction, on a grand scale, complete with guidelines. The discovery clicked with a thought that has been lurking at the back of my brain for some time now: I have too much stash yarn. Before the chorus of protests erupts, let’s get some definitions…
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Recent Obsessions
Of the musical variety include: Mr. Pitiful Monita y yo asistí a un concierto por Matt Costa, opened up by the Delta Spirit, and it was awesome. The only song I knew before the show was Cold December (iTunes free download many many weeks back), which usually reduces one’s enjoyment of the music at hand.…
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Would You Believe?
I don’t have a scarf. Well–there’s a lime green muffler that was mine about 7 or 8 years ago. It matched with my teal polarfleece jacket. But it’s store bought (a quality I developed an aversion to right around when I became a fiber snob), about 3 feet wide (I’m exaggerating, but only a little),…
Anti-Quotidian 