Larocque and Roll

WIPs: September September 20, 2004

Let’s see….

• I’ve pretty much finished a hat from Stitch N’ Bitch using Brown Sheep’s Lamb’s Pride chunky weight; it just needs to be sewn up. With the leftovers, I’m making a matching scarf. Both are for a former co-worker who’s undergoing chemo.
• I finished a scarf for my cousin for Christmas, and it’s fabulous. It’s two very different yarns - a mohair and a novelty yarn (Dazzle) (I seem to have misplaced the labels) - knitted together. There was just enough yarn left to make a mighty fine fringe. Rather than doing a plain knit-every-row stitch, I got adventurous and used a garter-and-loops stitch (note: the picture accompanying the pattern is sideways) which is why it’s fabulous.
• I’m thinking of restarting the QaF socks because, y’know, I’m a sucker for punishment.
• Future projects include: a scarf using some nifty yarn I got when I was home Labour Day weekend; a sweater found in Chunky Knits using Paton’s Up Country (which I still need to get); and a new poncho with the Red Heart Cozy wool (eep).

Update of last month’s projects:

• I ended up frogging the poncho. It didn’t fit around my shoulders - I should have used lighter wool or larger needles. C’est la vie.
• The halter top is near completion. I finished a back for it, but there might not be enough yarn for the ties, so I’ll need to go hunting for that colour of yarn.
• The strap is finished (I’d actually forgotten about it). Now I just need to work on the bag part.
• The scrap-vintage-and-boa yarn is completed. Just needs a fringe.

100 CDs you shouldn’t have in your collection

Wesley A. Kose provides a list of the 100 albums you should remove from your collection immediately. Of the 100, I’m proud to say that I only have two - Chemical Brothers Dig Your Own Hole and Tom Waits Mule Variations (which I’ve only had for four days, but love unconditionally).

Technically I have three from the list, but Listen Like Thieves is on cassette. So there.

(Thanks to J-Walk!)

I *knew* it! September 19, 2004

(Found here - the article is nonsense, but the picture is halfway down the page)

I can’t remember how I found the link to the article where I found this picture - I was sure it was from a link in Hit & Run, but I couldn’t find the article. Possibly it was on Crooked Timber, but it didn’t seem likely. Or a library-related blog. Whatever. (I have linked to the original article, and I’ll leave it at that - it was a serendipitous find).

The point was that the instant I saw the picture, I was hooked. There was something disturbingly amusing (at least, to me) about it, and I immediately sent the link to R., telling her it was proof that they finally got together. Every time I saw it I snickered, but it still bugged me that it entertained me so much.

It dawned on me tonight why: the “camp” factor. First, anyone who’s seen the old Batman show knows how utterly over-the-top the program was, how the acting was exaggerated and cheesy it was. There’s something exaggerated and cheesy about that tattoo - and I can imaging Robin stepping out of the embrace and remarking, “Holy tonsil hockey, Batman!”

The second reason why I dig the camp factor is the whole “Batman and Robin”-wink-wink nudge-nudge effect. At some point, most of us have engaged in speculation about what really went on in the Batcave (or, the “Batcave”-wink-wink) and the true nature of the relationship between the Dark Knight and the Boy Wonder. Go Google for the fanfic - go on, I’ll wait. See? Plenty of people enjoy speculating about it, and have rather vivid imagination when it comes to the mechanics. This tattoo is someone’s idea of what went on when the dynamic duo weren’t fighting crime (or their attraction to each other).

Still, part of me feels guilty about it, as if it’s too naughty for me to acknowledge. But then I look at it again and start giggling.

Lifestyle of the Carefree September 18, 2004

Today I did something completely and utterly decadent, and something I haven’t done in a long time - nothing. Ab-so-frickin’-loutely nothing. For the last few months, I’ve either been on the road, visiting family down south, hosting family from down south, going for groceries/to the library/bank/etc (which I did yesterday afternoon), or watching earlier seasons of various shows (season 2 of Queer as Folk, seasons 1-3 of Farscape, and Firefly) every weekend.

So, this morning I got up late-ish, showered, and read while I had breakfast. Then read some more. Made some hot chocolate, and read even more. Finally, the high point of my afternoon - a three-hour nap. I awoke to A Very Brady Sequel on the movie channel, which still makes me laugh. Oh, yes, life was good today.

Yes, it’s late, and I’m just making supper now. I’ll have to leave the apartment at some point tomorrow to go to the bank and return some library books. But for tonight, I can stay safely ensconced in my cocoon-like apartment, and choose from the following activities:

• Read
• Watch tv (not likely, but it’s an option. Latin Lover is on later, and I always have fun making up dialogue since I don’t speak Spanish/Peruvian)
• Practice my mad programming skillz by teaching myself CSS
• Play Big Money
• Play Myst: Riven or Myst: Exile (it’s been a while since I’ve played either, and since Myst: Revelation is coming out soon, I need to brush up on my puzzle-solving skillz
• Play Heros of Might and Magic III - just because

The night is young!

Blogging like a Pirate

Arrr! Ahoy, me blogging maties! Today is Talk Like a Pirate Day!

And since I was adrift in my cabin today, I was unable to interact with my fellow pirates. Arrr! But avast! The night is young and there are decks to be swabbed, planks to be walked, and swashes to be buckled (or -un, as the case may be)!

(This post was written by Black Bess Kidd)

[Update 19/09/2004: I'm such an idiot. I thought yesterday was the 19th, so I wrote up something hasty and last-minute for Talk like a Pirate Day, when I could have actualy given it the time and effort it deserved. Too late now!]

I need antibiodics - stat! September 16, 2004

Well, it appears that I have several nasty viruses lurking on my computer. I updated my Norton (which I do twice a week anyways), updated Ad-aware 6.0, and restarted the computer in Safe Mode. I ran both programs, and Norton found 33 instances of a Trojan. (Incidently, the Norton site was not very helpful in helping me get rid of the virus. I’ve tried everything, including digging through the Registry file.) Nothing. It keeps coming back.

*sigh* It looks like I might have to format my hard drive - AGAIN. I had some major problems back in February that necessitated a formatting (it turns out the problem was with the modem, not the system. But it was good to get rid of the superfluous crap.) The big difference is that this time, my computer isn’t the hub of a network, and I have high-speed Internet access, whereas before I only had dial-up. Oh, the many joys of high-speed Internet!

Fortunately, I have tomorrow afternoon off (unless someone tells me to stay), so I’ll back up the My Documents folder, my Music folder, my bookmarks, and my address book. Oh, and the folder where I keep my downloaded programs. Or at least make a note of which ones will need to be re-downloaded - Firefox and Thunderbird will definitely be backed up so I won’t have to start off with IE.

It takes a special kind of stupid…. September 14, 2004

Bellydancing starts up again for me tomorrow. In anticipation of this, I was practicing some of the movements I learned earlier in the summer. While doing a figure eight with a quarter turn, there was a popping noise in my left hip. And then there was pain.

I think I managed to dislocate my own hip. Or at least knock it out of joint. It doesn’t hurt as much anymore - I can walk with minimal limp, but I can’t (and won’t) do a figure eight.

Yes guys - I’m so un-coordinated and clumsy that I can injure myself without even trying. It takes a special kind of stupid to be able to do things like that.

Book club verdict: Lamb

We giggled. We chuckled. We roared with laughter until the tears pour down our faces. In short, we very much liked the bulk of this book.

However, we were disappointed and let down by the ending, and the latter part of the book in general. K thought the book should have ended at a different part, and R thought that too much time was spent on two of the magi and not enough on the third. Plus, Mary (the Virgin) irritated her.

I didn’t finish reading the book, but I agree that too much time was spent on the middle of the book and not nearly enough time was spent on the ending. I thought that the ending was rushed compared to the rest of the book - yeah, we know what happens, but he could have spent more time on it.

After we got the critical stuff out of the way, we spent another 45 minutes looking up our favourite quotes and passages (ask me about Lot’s Wife, and when I stop laughing, I’ll tell you what it means to me). Then we played LotR Trivial Pursuit again, except that this time, K and I were on a team against R, who’s game it is. Then we watched an episode of Farscape (”Scratch ‘n Sniff”) and called it a night.

2004 Results of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest

2004 Results

The one that had me laughing out loud:

Maynard Fimble was told that “you can’t compare apples and oranges,” but, he thought, they are both eatable, grow on trees, are about the same size, are good for you, have a peel, come in many varieties, and are approximately round in shape, thus, to his horror and guilt, he realized that he was comparing them and wondered what punishment awaited him and on whose order.

Charles Jaworski
North Pole, AK

My Long Weekend in Incomplete Sentences September 8, 2004

That was one great long weekend.

Friday night - got home, ate lasagna with my sisters and b-i-l. Watched Love Actually - actually not a bad little film. Went to bed.

Saturday - got up late-ish. Sat around the breakfast table with my sisters and mother. Eventually showered and dressed. Went to the new yarn store in town. Got my hair cut. Returned to yarn store to purchase two balls of Gedifra’s Dandy (enough for a scarf) - pretty! Went home. Met sister’s boyfriend for the first time. Whole gang of us go to grandparents for a hootenanny (whole lot of hoot, great deal of nanny). Ate, got caught up with lives and goings-on of cousins and other assorted family members I haven’t seen since the winter. Ate. Had sing-along in the garage with rest of family. Fun was had by all.

Sunday - got up early. Went to church. Went to get turkey for dinner. Went home and had breafast. Puttered for the rest of the afternoon. Grandparents arrive and eventally, dinner is served.

Monday - got up on time. Big breakfast, including blueberry perogies imported from exotic Sudbury. Sister and b-i-l leave. More puttering commences. Finish Dennis Lehane’s Gone, Baby, Gone. Start Jennifer Crusie’s Tell Me Lies. (Eventally finish it - at 4AM). Play Trivial Pursuit with mother and sister, but abandoned because the questions are either too hard or way too easy. Play Boggle instead. Putter and read until bedtime.

Tuesday - got up suddenly when I realize mother is about to leave for first day back to school. End up not going back to bed - eat muffin, shower, and get dressed. Go to library to see former boss and co-workers. Get special hot chocolate at grocery store. Go home, throw bags in car, get lasagnas from freezer (one for me, two for sister and b-i-l in Guelph). Gather other things sister forgot. Bid fond adieu to other sister and leave. Get to Ikea and spend longer that I care to remember in line. Get to Guelph and hand off lasagnas and forgotten items to sister. Go to yarn place and come out with much yarn [1]. Finally go for lunch (it’s 3:00PM now). Realize how late it is, and boot it to 401. Traffic is heavy, even on the 407. Around 7:00pm I remember that driving after dark in Northern Ontario is dangerous, due to deer and moose, so spend next two hours with eyes peeled for large hooved beasts. Eventually get back to apartment. Lament the end of a most excellent weekend.

[1] - Three balls of Wendy Velvet Touch in Flame Velvet (a discontinued colour). Three balls of Patons Divine in Floral Fantasy. Four balls Alafoss Lopi in Golden Green. Also, assorted knitting needles.