Fulking (ptcpl. vb.) - Pretending not to be in when the carol-singers come round.
MERRY CHRISTMAS Carolers and all.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Word of the Day
Burbage (n.) - The sound made by a liftful [elevator full] of people all trying to breathe through their noses.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Holy Blog Posts Batman!
What can I say, I've been away from my computer for quite some time now and have a lot of catching up to do.
I've been working on a few knitting projects the last couple of weeks. Despite the fact that being sick sucks; I certainly got a decent amount of knitting done.
I'm almost done my Cherie Amour by Ashley Adams Moncrief. Designed for Knitty: Fall 2007.
I had a lot of trouble lining up the lace once the decreasing started. I eventually decided to not worry about it. It really isn't all that noticeable that it doesn't all line up perfectly.
All that is left is the sewing (ugh) and some edging. Not bad. If I can force myself to get to the sewing that is.
My Corsica is on hold for now.
I really need to get to my Christmas knitting. I leave for Vernon on the 20th or 21st. Yikes! I do this to myself every year. What I need is a copy of The Knitter's Guide to Life, the Universe, and Everything with the words "DON'T PANIC" printed on it in large friendly letters; a largish skein of cashmere from my favorite LYS (1); and a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster (2) to forget life, the universe, and everything.
**For those of you who are not familiar with "The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy":
(1) A largish skein of cashmere has a similar effect on the psychological well being of knitters as a largish towel from Marks and Spencer on interstellar hitchhikers.
(2) The Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is the best drink in (non)existence. It's effect is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
Stay tuned for more Christmas knitting adventures. Coming to a blog post near you.
I've been working on a few knitting projects the last couple of weeks. Despite the fact that being sick sucks; I certainly got a decent amount of knitting done.
I'm almost done my Cherie Amour by Ashley Adams Moncrief. Designed for Knitty: Fall 2007.
I had a lot of trouble lining up the lace once the decreasing started. I eventually decided to not worry about it. It really isn't all that noticeable that it doesn't all line up perfectly.
All that is left is the sewing (ugh) and some edging. Not bad. If I can force myself to get to the sewing that is.
My Corsica is on hold for now.
I really need to get to my Christmas knitting. I leave for Vernon on the 20th or 21st. Yikes! I do this to myself every year. What I need is a copy of The Knitter's Guide to Life, the Universe, and Everything with the words "DON'T PANIC" printed on it in large friendly letters; a largish skein of cashmere from my favorite LYS (1); and a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster (2) to forget life, the universe, and everything.
**For those of you who are not familiar with "The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy":
(1) A largish skein of cashmere has a similar effect on the psychological well being of knitters as a largish towel from Marks and Spencer on interstellar hitchhikers.
(2) The Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is the best drink in (non)existence. It's effect is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
Stay tuned for more Christmas knitting adventures. Coming to a blog post near you.
I'm Addicted to Socks
Might as well face it I'm addicted to socks. Might as well face it I'm addicted to socks. I can just picture a group of lovely ladies behind me in tight little dresses pretending to play instuments that they probably don't even know the names of. Oh yah, and they're all wearing hand made socks and Burkenstock sandals.
Can I really say that I'm addicted to socks though? I have only knit 2 pairs after all.
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Maybe it's the yarn I'm addicted to. I do have enough to make 20 more pairs.
Might as well face it I'm addicted to yarn. Might as well... Mmh... It just doesn't have the same melodic ring to it.
I guess that means I better get sock knitting. :)
Can I really say that I'm addicted to socks though? I have only knit 2 pairs after all.
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Maybe it's the yarn I'm addicted to. I do have enough to make 20 more pairs.
Might as well face it I'm addicted to yarn. Might as well... Mmh... It just doesn't have the same melodic ring to it.
I guess that means I better get sock knitting. :)
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Sick as a "Dog"??
Meaning: very sick. Simile dating back to the 1500s or earlier.
Where do we, English speakers, come up with these idioms? Personally I've never really seen a very sick dog.
What happens when a dog really is sick? Do we say: "Poor thing, he's as sick as a human, a hominid, a Homo sapiens, an Adamite"?
All good questions to ponder when you are stuck at home sick as a dog. :)
Where do we, English speakers, come up with these idioms? Personally I've never really seen a very sick dog.
What happens when a dog really is sick? Do we say: "Poor thing, he's as sick as a human, a hominid, a Homo sapiens, an Adamite"?
All good questions to ponder when you are stuck at home sick as a dog. :)
Word of the Day
Budby (n.) - A nipple clearly defined through flimsy or wet material.
Bude (n.) - A polite joke reserved for use in the presence of vicars.
Budle (vb.) - To fart underwater.
*All words and definitions from "The Deeper Meaning of Liff" by Douglas Adams and John Lloyd.
Bude (n.) - A polite joke reserved for use in the presence of vicars.
Budle (vb.) - To fart underwater.
*All words and definitions from "The Deeper Meaning of Liff" by Douglas Adams and John Lloyd.
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