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Month: March 2007
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TWoP sells out
Wow. Television Without Pity just got bought out… by a network. I’ve been reading that site for, like, ten years, back from when it was “Dawson’s Wrap.”
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Nerdy to the Max
I was helping customers in the shop today when a lady asked if she could order some knitting needles. As I wrote down the order, I asked her for her name and phone number. Her surname was Babbage, she said, “like cabbage with a ‘b’.” “And like Charles Babbage!” I added. She smiled. “Actually,” she said, “he was my husband’s great-great-great grandfather.” GET OUT. We chatted about it for a while and she explained how the descendants of the guy who basically INVENTED THE COMPUTER wound up in Australia. And then I had to call the Snook and geek out. Isn’t that neat?
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No Knit Sherlock!
Okay, I’d just like to say that No Knit Sherlock! is quite possibly the best knitting blog title I’ve ever seen.
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Shared today on Twitter
Frantically trying to finish knitting a puffy sleeve and recovering from my birthday party yesterday…
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Weekend Update
Well, that was fun. We didn’t get much trip preparation done, but thanks to the Snook my birthday weekend was one to remember. It started Saturday morning with a trip to Bills in Surry Hills for breakfast. We met up with Fiona (and her Mystery Visitor) for scrambled eggs and coffee in the sunshine. Afterwards I headed to Glebe for my first appointment with my new stylist, Desiree at Partners Hair Workshop. She was fantastic! I’m used to salon visits taking forever, but Desiree had me out the door in under ninety minutes. (And that’s including foils, cut, and blow dry!) Back at home, the Snook was preparing for my birthday barbecue… right before the heavens burst. So the festivities were all indoor. But no matter; we had Wii! Many, many games of tennis, fishing, cow racing, and boxing ensued. We also had a veritable cadre of bloggers amongst the guests, including Amy, Kenya, Bex, Helen, Andrew, and Major. We had salads, chicken, fish, SO. MUCH. CHEESE., chips, bread and truffle butter, and really just everything lovely. The Snook made a rich low-carb chocolate cake and Andrew countered with some decidedly high-carb (but sooo worth it!) fancy cupcakes. As you might imagine, the Snook and I spent most of Sunday just in recovery mode. We had lunch in Chinatown with his mother and sister, but otherwise I spent the day working on my cardy. The other puffy sleeve is now finished! I’ve moved on to the embroidery, as you can see here. I’ve got til Saturday to put it all together and finish it off. I think I’m actually gonna make it!
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Men Stare at Crotches
Men stare at crotches. Okay, that makes me giggle.
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Hierarchy of Programmers
Hierarchy of Programmers. Hey, I’m higher than I thought I’d be! (Not that I’m the greatest at PHP or anything, but I don’t suck.)
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Did somebody say… PUFFY SLEEVE?
It appears that my meticulous calculations have worked! The first puffy sleeve is finished and it’s just about as perfect as I could’ve hoped for. I need to give both pieces a good ironing before I sew it in, but I’m 95% sure this pattern is a keeper. You can see how it looks on my arm here. Now I just need to knit another one and finish the thing off! Easy peasy.
And that? That’s the amazing dinner the Snook cooked me tonight. (Vegetarians LOOK AWAY NOW.) It was a low-carb carnivore’s feast. Starting from the bottom, there’s a bed of mashed cauliflower surrounding a Scotch fillet steak wrapped in bacon, with fried duck’s liver on top. And what’s that funny white golf-ball-thingy? Oh, it’s truffle butter. (Seriously, I could eat a bowl of that stuff.) The sauce is a reduction of sherry and homemade veal stock, and there’s a side of green beans amandine. We washed it down with a few glasses of an excellent Australian red.
You know, so far my 30’s really don’t suck!
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Not amused
Dr Amy Jones is not amused.