grr grr grr
Typing away in my room on an essay.
My fingers are cold. So I threw on my Noro Hurry Up Spring armwarmers.
Ooh, kinda itchy. Who cares, warm!
*shove up bit near fingers*
typetypetype
*shove up bit near fingers*
typetypetype
*shove up bit near fingers*
typetypetype
Oh, screw it!
The thing is, my fingers and knuckles are still sore because I've been knitting more than usual lately. But now I am COLD again.
Yes, I know, spoiled. My space, my complaints.
Fine, you want some content? Go
here for a really really good carrot cake recipe. It's Idiot Baker Girl (tm) Approved!
me me me
Look at the list of books below. Bold the ones you've read, italicize the ones you might read, cross out the ones you won't, underline the ones on your book shelf, and place parentheses around the ones you've never even heard of. From Jen at
144 Inches of I-Cord.
The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown The Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas AdamsThe Great Gatsby - F.Scott Fitzgerald To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee The Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey NiffeneggerHis Dark Materials - Philip Pullman Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - J. K. RowlingLife of Pi - Yann Martel
Animal Farm: A Fairy Story - George OrwellCatch-22 - Joseph Heller The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark HaddonLord of the Flies - William Golding Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen (and yes, I am ashamed of this. I'm currently listening to it on tape though.)
1984 - George Orwell Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban - J. K. Rowling One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold (I don't know why this book is so popular, honestly.)
Slaughterhouse 5 - Kurt Vonnegut Angels and Demons - Dan Brown Fight Club - Chuck Palahniuk (Neuromancer - William Gibson)
(Cryptonomicon - Neal Stephenson)
(The Secret History - Donna Tartt)
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte Brave New World - Aldous Huxley The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe - C. S. Lewis (Middlesex - Jeffrey Eugenides)
(Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell)
The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte Good Omens - Terry Pratchett, Neil GaimanAtonement - Ian McEwan
(The Shadow Of The Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon)
The Old Man and the Sea - Ernest Hemingway (it's odd, really. I don't think many people in my family like Hemingway - especially my Grandma - and his style is so different from the majority of my favourite writers, but I find him amazing)
The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
Dune - Frank Herbert
This Just In!
Did you know there is such a thing as yarn made from
bananas?!?!?
That's right, bananas! B-A-N-A- ok, I'll stop.
I wonder if it smells good. Well probably, I think all yarn smells good (except for maybe some of that Red Heart Supersaver, which smells like plastic and Wal-Mart and tiny Indonesian children's tears).
Kingston was good, Kingston was very good, and I even went to a yarn store! Pictures soon.
(Also I cracked and am working on Tumnus 2.0.
Gorgeous.)
I can't be the only one...
...who has seen an ad for
Aquamarine and immediately thought, "They're doing a remake of
Heavenly Creatures?" Then, "oh, but with less murdering and sex and more mermaid. Gotcha."
Would have loved to have sat in on
that pitch.
The Knitting Olympics
My darling father phoned me up yesterday. He said to me, "I was listening to the CBC [surely a redundant statement in my family, no?] and there was this woman on talking about something called the Knitting Olympics!"
I had heard about it before, because I have no life and spend all my time reading blogs, but realized that -
zut alors! - I had not written anything about it.
So here's the story, chums. I signed up way early. You can see my name on the official page; it's all alphabetical. There I am! It's all official. My plan: to make a pair of socks,
obviousment.
But which pair? Hmm. Fortunately, I had a book on that very topic out of the library (fancy that):
Socks Socks Socks. Normally I am - well, let's be kind and say not a fan of XRX. They really just don't seem to hire anyone who knows how to make things attractive, really. I mean, take a gander at the cover of that book. "Fine," you say, "the model may be a bit vampiric, and the clothes hopelessly outdated, but that was probably the style in the '80s." Yeah, except the book was published in '99.
ANYWAY. They did, however, have some appealing patterns in here. Not so's I'd buy it (we're talking maybe 16 out of 70 here), but check this action out:
Yeah. Page 41, Tipsy Knitter socks. Cables? Lace? DPNs? Socks? 7.5 sts/inch? Sounds like a challenge, says I.
Progress so far:
I'm not sure if you can see, but the yarn is a beautiful pale pale bud-green - Lang Jawoll yarn. Isn't that the BEST name ever for a yarn?
And you know, I'm not finding them so much of a challenge. A lot of knitters seem to have this block: "Oh, I can't do that, it's so hard!" I am not one of those knitters. This came up at Sit & Knit on Thursday, actually, and I still don't know whether I'm simply honestly talented or plain conceited.
By the way, yesterday was possibly the coldest day yet here. It was brutal. So what do I plan to do today? Why, I'm traveling to Kingston. Smart move.
Hey, it's deep to me
I was listening to the Barenaked Ladies' song
"Never is Enough", and it hit me like a wheelbarrow of bricks:
You don't have to do anything
you don't want to do.
It's as simple as that.
Carry on, now.
This post is brought to you by the letters A through C.
Why yes, it is a Sunday with work to be done! You guys know me so well.
So! I am part of the
Knittyboard ABC-Along, and I joined late and I am a horrible, horrible slacker. The idea is to post a new photo every two weeks, one for each letter of the alphabet. I am hardly the inspired photog
Zib is, and I may still be unable to find the macro function on my camera, but how do you get to Carnegie Hall? So, without any futher ado, I give you the letters A through C. Click to see larger images.
A is for
architecture.
I know zip, zero, nada, nuttin' about architecture. But . . . it's pretty. I like looking at the little details:
On the Sparks Street pedestrian mall.
Ditto.I think this one's from the Parliament Buildings.And one for my mom:
B is for beaver tail, and also biscotti.
If you have never had a beaver tail, oh you poor thing you. They are also known as elephant ears. They're large, flat pieces of dough that are deep-fried and then dipped in brown sugar, and eaten while still warm. Ohhhhh they're delicious. Chocolate-hazelnut biscotti and a chocolate toffee latte. Mid-morning snack of champions. This is how you know you think about blogging too much: when you can't have a meal without photographing it.
B is also for . . . bats?
OK, I admit it. I saw this photo on Fark and just about lost it, and couldn't see not sharing it. C is for canal.
The Rideau Canal, that is. We went skating on it ... two weeks ago? It was very fun. I am not a half-bad skater, either - especially when you consider this: Not sure if you can see, but all those shiny parts of the ground? Water. So it was kinda slushy. But I'd never been before, so I have no frame of reference. Was still lots of fun for me, and I didn't fall on my butt! Bonus. Overview of the canal. This was a pit stop area, where we got our beaver tails. Frame of reference: this is the river a few months back. I know, it's not the canal, but trust me, you don't want to see the canal in late summer.
Are You Truly Erudite?
True English Nerd You scored 78 erudition! |
Not only do you know your subjects from your objects and your definite from your indefinite articles, but you've got quite a handle on the literature and the history of the language as well. Huzzah, and well done! The English snobs of Boston salute you. |
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My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 65% on erudition |
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What sealed the deal on taking this test was this question:
A boy's best friend is his mother.
I watched
Psycho on Monday in film studies class. I'd seen it before, of course, but a couple years back. I've read about it (here's where I plug Ebert's fantastic
The Great Movies and
The Great Movies II). It was neat to see it through fresh eyes. I found it much more suspenseful than the first time - I swear I thought I was going to stop breathing when you see the door open behind Marion. And I completely love Anthony Perkins in that role. Poor boy, to be struck with Mark-Hamill-itis at such a young age.
So that's why I was so apprehensive of seeing Gus Van Sant's
Psycho. After all, why remake a masterpiece? My film study group's TA was telling us to think about it like pop art. Think of Warhol and his Marilyns and Elvises. Seeing it through that filter makes it way more interesting. I rented it today and just finished watching it. It's intriguing. I'd recommend it. Watching the bonus features, Van Sant was talking about how studios would want to do remakes, so he wanted to actually remake it. Doesn't it make sense like that? And
Psycho really is ideal, then - how many "remakes" of
Hamlet and
Othello are there?
The cast is decent.
I'm not sure how famous most of these people were in 1998 though - Julianne Moore, Vince Vaughn and Viggo Mortenson in particular. Anne Heche and William H. Macy are both perfect. I was expecting Vince Vaughn to be absolutely terrible, I must admit, mostly because of the physicality of the role. Anthony Perkins is such a teenage, slight, boy next door in the original, and Vince Vaughn (
not Vincent D'Onofrio, I always mix them up!) is just a big guy. But he's really good, about as good as you can expect considering what he has to live up to. I think it offsets the tension between Sam and Norman though, because in the original Sam and Norman sort of face off and Viggo, darling though he may be, is so
timid in this movie. Julianne Moore as Lila is obviously a more feminist conception - fer gourd's sake, do you know how they take down Norman/Mother? She
kicks him in the face. Sadly, not a roundhouse kick.
I'd like to know more about the whole insertion of shots into the murder scenes - Arbogath's was particularly freaky. But it's very interesting. I like it.
By the way, the other movies I got at the video store today?
Heavenly Creatures and
Roman Holiday. I wonder what their opinion of me must be. ;)
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