And on a Friday to boot.
How can a Friday be bad? It can be, when one thinks that one is attending a seminar all day. A seminar in which one will learn and grow, become more proficient in one's career path and hear all about the
sage and wise
rulings of Our Government. And not incidentally, knit through the whole thing.
But alas. I can't read a calendar. It was yesterday. Luckily I'm now all paid up for the Jan 07 seminar, but......but......darn it, I was going to start another tank top. (No, not out of the Hempathy
, *why do you ask? And Julia
, what is this "swatching" that you speak of? Very mysterious word. I cannot quite understand...?) But I'm heartened by the news that it softens up. Any chance I can block the whole thing before I knit it? And any chance I can stop typing in this stilted fashion? (I blame it on Passage to India.
I was listening to it on audiobook on my long useless commute.)
Might as well update the Summer Reading Program
Book #9: The Friendship Test
by Elizabeth Noble (BC/L) (437 pages). It was a fairly compulsive read once I got into it, the plots were positively soap operatic, but the characters rang very one dimensional. The conceit of the book, the 'Friendship Test' was a quick judgment of how so-and-so would presumably behave in a concentration camp. Yeah, nice. It followed four very different women from college through, maybe their 30's.
Book #10 The Ice Queen
by Alice Hoffman (TBR/hb)(211 pages). Ha! An actual book I listed on the Challenge. I love Alice Hoffman, she's quirky and yet realistic in some way. It was an interesting look at lightening, loss and love and wasn't really about what I thought it was, but if I tell you, I'll spoil it. Not one of her best, but still good.
Book #11 The Mason-Dixon Line
by John C Davenport (L)(116 pages). Okay, I admit it, I borrowed this book from the library because of my recent obsession with Log Cabin Knit blankets and the Mason Dixon Knitting
book. But as Stephanie
pointed out in her blog, the history of the US is pretty compelling too. She even mentioned Antietam, which is a creek that's part of the natural border of the Mason-Dixon line. I didn't even realize it was originally used to separate Pennsylvania and Maryland, I always thought it was in the Deep South somewhere.
I did know that Mason & Dixon were mathematicians and astronomers because I'd run across their names in one of my math/astronomy books - (hey! Mason & Dixon are people, and not say, towns). Mathematicians/astronomers from England drew a boundary in the US? Well, yes. They'd finally worked out a way to calculate successfully longitude - through - - - wait for it - - math and astronomy. (Not them
, specifically. He
did. (Galileo thought of it. Oh, go look it up.)
Anyway, it was a pretty fascinating book. It made a good case for the Mason-Dixon line being the root cause of the Civil War - that is, the differing cultures of Pennsylvania, run by Protestants, Quakers and capitalists and Maryland, run by Catholics and tobacco cartels eventually dividing the nation.Stargate SG1
and Stargate Atlantis
start their new season tonight! Eureka
premieres next week Tuesday. Now that looks pretty good. Even Max Headroom is in it! Geez, if it wasn't for the Sci Fi channel, I'd have almost nothing to watch lately. Other than The 440o
and the Dead Zone
on USA Sundays, The Closer
on TNT Monday night, CSI NY
repeats on Wednesdays (possibly Bones
one of these days - a repeat of some reality game show? Please.) Various & sundry History Channel and PBS specials. Oh, and House
repeats on Tuesdays. Uh, never mind. I watch a lot of TV. Why does it seem like there's never anything good on?
*if you are actually asking, I was going to make it out of Crystal Palace Salsa
in yellow that looks like it's been discontinued (after googling for it) which, considering I bought it aproximately one hundred years ago (or maybe ten) and Straw Into Gold
retail shop in Berkeley) closed a couple of years ago [sob], isn't too surprising.
What? I had
to start something new. Lace takes too much concentration, seaming The Shell seemed a bit too bold, the sock was at the heel turn (and doing badly) and.......well, dang it, I wanted to start something new. New! New!Ha! Camera phone! You gotta have a picture if you can.