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What am I selling on Ebay today? Let the Revolution begin... *You can be any age to join the knitting revolution. It's not just grannies any more. *To join, just grab the nearest pointy things, and tie them to the nearest string-like substance. Wave them enthusiastically in the air, yelling passionate cries such as "och aye the noo!" *The revolution requires that you supply your own weapons. Er, needles. *Knitting can be sexy. Sure, it can. Go to knitty and be inspired! *Knit in public, and if anyone looks at you funny, you've always got a sharp metal thing handy with which to poke their soft bits. *Get all knitting-zen on people. Then when you really let your hair down, you can get away with it, because you're "that nice person, who knits". *insert evil laugh here* *Oh, yeah, almost forgot. The revolution will not be televised. Or... something like that. I moved to Canberra last November, and am now involved in the best Canberra knitting group! ... so any locals or visitors interested, go on over to Canberra Stich N Bitch yahoo group and join us in our dark endeavours! I mean, creative meeting of minds... er, yeah. Something like that. We meet at Starbucks in Civic on the first Thursday evening of every month, and the third Sunday of the month at 2pm. Come along! If you feel shy, feel free to post online first, or email someone to ask a few questions. :):):) If you want, use the contact button and I'll give you my details so we can get in touch. Always happy to get the interesting people of Canberra out of the woodwork... I know you're there, ya just hard to find sometimes *chuckle* Sydney Knitting Adventures continue at "my" previous knitting group in Newtown: Meet up for coffee, cake, and knitting adventures galore at Barmuda Cafe, Australia Street Newtown. It's opposite the police station, and across the intersection from Newtown Train Station. See the SSK Website for details :D You, and this many other people with a cramp in their forefinger: Interesting in knitting, and what other knitters are doing? Or are you just bored, or farting off at work while the boss ain't watching? Well then, I have just the thing to keep you busy for hours on end... go exploring the wonderful world of knitting blogs. Can you believe there's so many of us? I have my favourite blog-days, and these are some of them: A hairy tale Horn-y knitter Musical tongs God on the brain Blogging from behind a mask Creativity and productivity I am SUCH a nerd Deliver me from Swedish furniture Feminist backlash Modern beauty is a myth Instant karma’s gonna getcha Go feminism Harris the Well Clad Fish The love is in the food Embarrassment, Humiliation and Joy Booty The birth of a grammar avenger Beetles Traffic Lights, part 1 Spawn of Satan Traffic Lights, part 2 A long time ago, in a knitting bag far, far away... And my other blog, complete with a few little patterns: http://miscsqueak.blogdrive.com |
A brush with nature in a computer lab I know, I know. No updates. But that's because all I've been doing is running madly about, studying, and rehearsing. Exciting life, not so exciting to blog. And as for blogging boring crap, I'd rather be dead than mediocre, darlings! So I walk into the computer labs this morning, and there's a fat little orange ladybeetle sitting right on the corner of my computer. I thought maybe he was dead, and breathed gently on him, much to his disgust. There was much antennae-wiggling to be had at this, but he didn't start walking anywhere so I figured I'd take him downstairs and outside when I left. He had other ideas, however. I'm mousing away, and I feel this tickling sensation on one of my fingers, and voila ducklings, here's Monsieur Coccinelle toddling along my hand. Soooo cute! Obviously he knew a free ride when he saw one, so, chatting amiably, we walked outside and he zoomed off into the garden. While on the topic of nature and coolness, I'm a year late on this but so is the Daily Telegraph... Waverly Council have decided that people who poison trees to get their ocean view back are seriously fucked up, and are going to fuck them over in return in a very creative way. I'm a bit of a fan of cruel and unusual punishments, and I think this one's a beauty. For every tree that is poisoned, they intend to replace it with two. Bloody brilliant!!! *cheers* Stick that in your view and scrutinize it! Posted at 11:22 am by monnsqueak
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