Have a tricky question? Now you can just ask Christopher. Trust me, he knows his stuff. After all, he invented the Soctopus!

Boob Paintings. That just about says it right there.

We just had an American tourist in the shop asking if our knitting patterns were in ENGLISH. The mind boggles. I told Heather she should have responded in made-up funny-talk. To paraphrase Eleanor Lavish, they really should make travellers pass a test at the airport.

Ebert’s Best 10 Movies of 2005. Good grief, I haven’t seen ANY of these.

Oh my stars. Just checked the forecast for Dubbo, where we’re headed for Chrissie this weekend… and a HUNDRED degrees? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I’m gonna melt.

Help me; I’m gagging. Seriously.

Yeah, yeah, Americans are fat. Tell us something we don’t know. I did object to something in that article though: “…three out of four people in the country will have a body mass index of more than 25, the benchmark of corpulence.” Corpulence? It’s the benchmark for being overweight, but I hardly think that qualifies you for CORPULENCE. I’m currently at 26.7 and I wouldn’t say I’m “excessively fat.” Pudgy, yes. But not friggin’ corpulent. Sheesh. (Also note the graphic of fattest states down there at the bottom. Indiana made the list!)

I just discovered an incredibly useful AskMetafilter thread about Photoshop tricks. People list a ton of keyboard shortcuts that I never knew existed. And here I was thinking I was flash because I knew that holding down the space bar gives you the hand tool!

Me: So the whole blogosphere is talking about how foul Turkish Delight really is. Well, not foul, but certainly not something you’d sell your family out for. Now that’s an interesting question. What would the White Witch offer you? What would you sell me out for?
The Snook: Hard drives.
Me: Hard drives??
Him: You can never have too many hard drives.
Me: I meant CANDY, you idiot!

So that’s the question. What confection would the White Witch offer you? For me, it would definitely be either Erdbeer-Joghurt Milka bars… or possibly some combination of chocolate and peanut butter. Maybe buckeyes. Buckeyes would definitely do it.

That was a relaxing weekend. I spent most of Friday reading: Bev Vincent’s The Road to the Dark Tower, Volume 1 of The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, Volume 1 of The Sandman, and the beginning of Stephen King’s Everything’s Eventual. (Yeah, I’ve been on a bit of a Dark Tower-related kick lately.) Saturday we hit the Glebe Markets, watched about a dozen TiFauxed episodes of Scrubs, and dined on excellent Vietnamese food at Saigon Saigon. Then on Sunday it was over Willoughby for dinner with the in-laws. Only four more days til I’m on Christmas break!