Monday, November 05, 2007
Give 'em hell, Bro!
People, it's time to show some solidarity with our writer pals out in Hollywood. My lil bro (he of the nominated for-an-Emmy-but-lost-to-Justin-Timberlake fame) is a Hollywood writer on strike. Doesn't he look so down on his luck? Soon he'll have to pawn that I-phone and start eating baked beans out of a can like a true hobo. Joking aside, these talented writers are the the only thing standing between us and a world of 24 hour a day shitsville reality programming, so honk if you love quality writing!
Things on the knitting front have been picking up after a very looong October. Apparently all I need to do to guarantee that I will not actually finish any socks is to sign up for an event dedicated to sock completion: Socktoberfest. I enjoyed seeing everyone else's socks but didn't manage to finish a pair myself.
My trip to Chicago was just what the doctor ordered: an utter blast. Did I go to Loopy Yarns and get my grubby hands on some Malabrigo? Why, yes I did! Did I buy so much yarn at that joint that they gave me my very own cloth bag to carry it home in because their regular bag was too flimsy to hold it all? Why, yes they did!
Pictured below you see some Malabrigo, some Lorna's Laces Shepherd Sock and Worsted (hooray four supporting Chicago yarn tourism!) and of course some Koigu, which we will file under the coals-to-Newcastle category.
While in Chicago I visited the Chicago Cultural Center which was having an exhibit entitled the Hyperbolic Crocheted Coral Reef. It was an actual yarn coral reef that crocheters all over the world have contributed to in an effort to draw attention to this great vanishing natural wonder. Check it out, it is one of the most stupendous fiber art installations I've ever seen.
And of course I went here:
Because I am utterly powerless when confronted with any combination of the words 'snack' and 'shop'!