Month: February 2011

  • The 9th Annual webgoddess Oscar Contest

    The Ninth Annual webgoddess Oscar Contest

    My annual Oscar Contest is now open! I have added an additional category this year (“Best Cinematography”) to hopefully help avoid ties. If you pick the most correct answers, you’ll win the big prize: a pair of custom-made, one-of-a-kind Black Swan and White Swan ballerina sock monkeys! One is beautiful, pure, and repressed; the other is totes sexy-crazy. They might just be my best sock creations yet. (However, I disclaim all responsibility if you use them to act out the movie and then it drives you insane.)

    SPOILER ALERT!

    Once upon a time, there was a young ballerina named Nina. She was beautiful and pure and kinda repressed, and her greatest dream was to dance the lead in Swan Lake. She lived with her demanding mother in a tiny womb-like apartment and didn’t have any friends. She was a little weird.

    Nina

    Through a series of events that may or may not have involved a pilfered lipstick and a stolen kiss, Nina got her wish and got picked to play the Swan Queen. As rehearsal wore on though, Nina started to get paranoid. She began to fixate on the new dancer Lily. Was someone following her? Who was that lurking in the shadows and behind mirrors?

    The dark shadow

    Nina was perfect as the White Swan, but she couldn’t embody the sexuality and ecstasy of the Black Swan. She tried everything, but mostly her creepy Mom kept thwarting her. It really started to get to her. She spent a lot of time looking in mirrors. She got a weird rash on her shoulder.

    A strange rash

    On a night of reckless abandon, Nina goes to a club with Lily, drops Ecstasy, and makes out with a random dude. Then in the taxi, Lily makes a move…

    Lily makes a move

    They spend the night together – OR DO THEY? – and it pretty much facilitates Nina’s full psychotic break. She freaks out on her Mom and has some more avian hallucinations. On opening night, she wrestles with Lily in the dressing room and dramatically stabs her. Nina’s Black Swan persona finally emerges.

    Black Swan

    Exhilarated, Nina dances the third act as the Swan Queen passionately and sensually. As she dances, her arms sprout feathers and become full black wings. She loses herself and transforms into the Black Swan, earning a standing ovation. The whole audience wonders what the hell just happened.

    Finale

    But what becomes of the White Swan? Pretty much just what we all expected. OR DOES IT?

    The White Swan's suicide

    THE END

    Actually, I’ve got some more photos so you can see the details of the prizes. First, the White Swan. She features a white dress with feather detail, white tutu, pink ballet shoes, and white feathered headpieces. She has a mysterious rash on her left shoulder.

    White Swan

    White Swan's rash

    Ballet shoes

    White Swan headpiece

    Next, the Black Swan. She features a black dress with feather detail, black tutu, pink ballet shoes, and a black crown (of pipe cleaners). She has red button eyes and hand-painted makeup on her face and hands. She also features velcro down the back of each arm so you can attach a pair of black feathered wings.

    Black Swan

    Black Swan's face

    Velcro

    Black Swan wings

    Massive thanks go to Kunaal and Josh for all their help, especially with the fantastic photos. And as always, thanks to the Snook for inspiration and assistance.

  • Shared today on Twitter

    I find it hilarious that the JUDGES have requested I keep my Show knitting a secret so they don’t get biased. BE PROFESSIONAL, IDIOTS.


    @Opheli8 From the entire public. Because if they find out I’m knitting a brown cardigan, apparently ALL OBJECTIVITY IS COMPROMISED.


    @crumpet Last year I was all fired up to use steganography to somehow knit an “EFF YOU” to the judges into my garment. Still might.


    @SallyPompom I wonder if they cover the signatures on the paintings…


    Paging @eileenDCoE! This AskMeFi question’s premise is flawed, right? Rosemary totally killed Big Jim! http://bit.ly/dRUxz6


    @carbolicious Didn’t you set your oven on fire? Maybe you should try knitting instead. 😛


    Sock monkey photoshoot is in full swing here. http://twitpic.com/3xxcxa @kunaal84 @lemon_lime


    @miftik They did a couple signing on one of the commercials. It was really sweet’


  • Marketers Suck

    Marketers Suck
    So last week, the phone rang not long after I got home one evening. The only people who ever call are my mother-in-law, old ladies from the Knitters Guild, and telemarketers. It turned out to be the last. Just as I was gearing up to tell him to never call me again, he uttered the magic words: “We’d just like to get your opinion on a new TV show. Would that be all right?” Why yes, it would! (I think 75% of the shows on TV are utter crap. Therefore of course I’m happy to do anything I can to, like, replace some of the crap with stuff I like. Plus I like the idea of people listening to my opinion, of course.) Also, they’d give me a $10 Myer card and I could win like $250 in prizes for helping. So he said they’d send me out a DVD to watch and then call the next day to get my thoughts. And by the way, could I please tell them if I’d purchased any breakfast cereal in the past month? How about moisturizer? Toilet bowl cleaner? These questions raised a big red flag in my mind, but I shrugged it off as mere demographic information. I WAS GONNA GIVE MY OPINION ON A TV SHOW, DAMMIT.

    Yesterday was finally the big day. The Snook opened the envelope and started laughing at me. It contained the DVD along with a massive stack of papers, some in envelopes marked “OPEN BEFORE WATCHING DVD” and even “DO NOT OPEN”. There was a whole instruction sheet on what I had to do. In one envelope was a series of “prize” selection sheets, and I was meant to go through and indicate which “prize” I’d like if I won the drawing. And what were the prizes? Coincidentally, things like breakfast cereals… and moisturizer… and toilet bowl cleaner. The situation was becoming clear. Then I was instructed to watch the DVD, which had a complex series of menus I had to navigate to “unlock” the show. (The instructions also said I could only watch it once. I am somewhat curious to see what will happen if I put it in again.) The instructions told me that the show was an old pilot that they were thinking of remaking. Folks, it was awful. It was called “The Rocky Laporte Show” and seemed to be an “Everybody Loves Raymond” clone set in Chicago from five years ago. I sat through the whole stupid thing, including the commercials. (Another warning flag.) Then I opened up the “OPEN AFTER WATCHING THE DVD” envelope to find another set of “prize” selection sheets, where I was again instructed to select from breakfast cereals… and moisturizers… and toilet bowl cleaners.

    “Do these people really think I’m that stupid?!” I asked the Snook. “This isn’t about the show at all! They actually think that seeing a couple commercials is going to make me pick different brands from the list? THIS IS THE STUPIDEST MARKETING EXERCISE EVER.” There actually was a small questionnaire about the show, just a couple multiple choice questions about whether you liked it and whether you liked the characters. (I said it SUCKED.)

    So after spending like an hour on this whole stupid thing, I decided to google “Rocky Laporte Show” and see if this really was a legitimate pilot. The very first result is this blog post, written by someone disgusted over getting tricked into watching the show as part of a stupid marketing exercise. Folks, it was the EXACT SAME SURVEY… and hers was from FOUR YEARS AGO. That was it. I chucked the papers in the bin and made a mental note to give the guy a piece of my mind when he called.

    And that was tonight. Interestingly, they seem to outsource the data collection to India. Before the operator could get into his spiel, I cut him off. “I don’t want to participate anymore.” “You… don’t want to participate? Why?” So I told him. “I think this whole thing was misrepresented. I thought I was going to be giving my thoughts on a TV show, and instead it just an excuse for a sneaky brand survey. The show sucked. And afterwards, I googled the title and saw that you guys have been pulling the same stunt for four years now. So I’m not participating.” He thanked me and hung up.

    So learn from my example! Don’t get sucked in by flattery, thinking you’re going to be commenting on some new TV show. Chances are they just want to find out what brand of toilet bowl cleaner you use.

  • Murder by Butter

    Murder by Butter. It’s like a rejected Roald Dahl story.

  • Black Swan: The Abridged Script

    Black Swan: The Abridged Script. On a possibly-related note, my annual Oscar Contest will be launching very shortly! (Link courtesy of John.)

  • Shared today on Twitter

    @eileenDCoE We got ours at Kmart in the camping section.


    @chrisgander Rodd said Yahoo’s Banzai will be at Warrior Dash w/ stickers and swag to hand out: http://yhoo.it/ijNHhQ. You should get some!


    @drkknits I had one migrate in the middle of a gym session. Poked through a hole and nearly made it all the way to my collar!


    @drkknits Damn. I like all those things. (I am weird.)


    Jellyfish in Sydney Harbour (from Snook) @ Walsh Bay Wharf http://instagr.am/p/Bd6NZ/


    Sudden sock monkey STROKE OF GENIUS. I AM A CRAFTY GODDESS. On the down side, am now covered in feathers again.


    @gadgetgirl70 Not when she’s a crazy psychotic repressed lesbian perfectionist ballerina. That I can get behind.


    @drkknits Check your Gmail. 🙂


    Ugh. Wasted 60min tonight on TV show “market research” only to find this: http://bit.ly/gsHkdd. Exact same show & questions – 4 yrs on. GRR.


    @drkknits The question is – are they dreaming of you? 🙂


    @Lauren_lolly_ Nah, just a waste of time. I got a $10 Myer card out of it. Will give them a good rant when they call tomorrow though.


  • Photos of Us

    On Saturday the Snook and I went over to Strathfield Park (on like the hottest day of the year) for the engagement party of my friend Sean and his girlfriend Jess. We mostly just huddled in the shade and tried not to get sunburnt or dehydrated. My friend Cristian took some cute photos of us with his massive DSLR.

    Me and Rodd

    Me and Rodd

    Thanks for the pics, Buzman!

  • Shared today on Google Reader

  • Photo Post

    Jellyfish in Sydney Harbour (from Snook)

    Jellyfish in Sydney Harbour (from Snook)