Month: October 2004

Nine Times the iPod Goodness.
So did I mention that the Snook and I both got new iPods on the weekend? Well, we did. We’d been thinking about getting new mobile phones for some time – since we both just have crappy pay-as-you-go Nokias – but we hadn’t done anything about it yet because we’re lazy. Then on Thursday the Snook discovered that Strathfield have a deal on where you buy a Sony Ericsson T610 and get a free 20GB iPod. Pretty sweet! We headed over Friday afternoon and spent hours waiting around while they transferred our numbers and upgraded our accounts. It was worth it though… I’ve even got a camera in my phone now! Oh yes, “moblogging” will be happening soon. This is, like, partial technological redemption for the whole TV-exploding debacle…

Woohoo! The weird little opera guy Daniel finally got booted on Australian Idol tonight. He seemed nice enough but I got really sick of overly theatrical style. (You’re next, Hayley!) I’m totally in the Ricki-Lee camp. She rocks! She’s Australia’s own Beyonce. Chanel and Marty are sentimental favorites, but I don’t think either of them has the star power to win it.

I had a couple more comment spams today so I finally implemented my “moderation on old posts” plan. Basically, any post older than two weeks is still open but new comments don’t appear until I approve them. Let me know if you notice any weirdness. (You shouldn’t.)

Wow, Ebert’s new site has finally launched! Now I can finally read all 500+ entries in his Little Movie Glossary. I was amused to note that he uses a Powerbook (naturally). I was not amused to note his wedding ring. 🙁

Later: Yowch. The site update has broken every single review link from the IMDb. Bad move, web developers.

Tiki Mac. Shweeet.

Crap. What a day. The class turned out to be a bit of a debacle, mostly because I seriously overestimated how much material we’d get through. I figured that since I’ve taught people to knit before individually, teaching a half a dozen wouldn’t be that hard. I was so wrong. Each person could only manage to follow the pattern for about thirty seconds before yelling for help. And it wasn’t that the pattern was hard, it’s just that they needed to be shown every little thing. Me, I’m a book learner, so that’s why I spent hours writing down explicit notes on everything for them. (Mental note: Don’t bother next time.) By the end I was apologizing all over the place because I felt terrible that we’d only accomplished so little. Most of them seemed happy though, and a few actually managed to “get” it before they left. I guess it was a good learning experience for me, huh? Next time I need to remember not to be so ambitious.

So what did I do afterwards? I came home and flopped on the couch, hoping to clear off some TiVo and do some knitting. Two hours later, just as I’d started The Princess Diaries, the f**king television exploded. Yes, you read that right; our TV just exploded. So now there’s no telly. This sucks.

Sorry for the lack of posting, but I’m all in a tizzy because I’m teaching my very first class at the shop tomorrow morning! I’m teaching “Sock Knitting on Two Circulars,” which should be pretty fun. Wish me luck…