What's Knit To Like?
Yes. It's flippin' cold here in Northern Illinois. Time to pull out the woolies and tights. Also time to rediscover what has apparently become the hip thing to do: knit!
My best friend got me Debbie Stoller's Stitch-n-Bitch. This book has sort of become the seminal tome around which lots of shes (and some hes) are gathering once a week in their own local chapter of S-n-B. This
chapter in OH is just a few weeks old and voila! She is packed, yes?
When people on the bus ask me where I got that fluffy orangey-brown mohair scarf and hat, I swell with pride (inwardly) but say simply, "I made them."
What's really cool for me is that T and Bridge want to learn how to do it, too.
Smarty-Pants!
It was just another one of those annoying pop-unders. But for some reason I decided to take the
Emode challenge. This one is the Classic IQ Test.
My results (drum roll, please):
Your IQ score is 132
This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.
Your Intellectual Type is Insightful Linguist. This means you are highly intelligent and have the natural fluency of a writer and the visual and spatial strengths of an artist. Those skills contribute to your creative and expressive mind.
Gee. I feel my life changing already.
Those Shoes
I must have those shoes. And so I bought.
Zappos, God help me.
The American Paradox
You've heard of the French Paradox -- the perplexing disconnect between the consumption of red wine and rich cuisine with its slender population. Well, I think I've discovered the American Paradox.
With corporate profits up and economists pronouncing the long-awaited return to a healthy economy, why do so many people keep losing their jobs? Fifteen-thousand at Kodak. Ten-thousand at BankOne. With so many people out of work, who is left to pay for the booming real estate and pricey products (made elsewhere, naturally)?
Scientists, economists, and spin-doctors are working feverishly for an explanation.
Curses!
Me (trying to set up the new 'puter): Ah, Shitake!
She (passing by my office): You know, this senseless mushroom swearing must stop!
Candelabra
A gift from friends who light up my life.
Syndicate Me!