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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  
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Return of the Traffic Light Knitter No, that doesn't mean I'm making red yellow and green stripey stuff. Eep! Now that I've remembered how much time uni takes up, I figure the only time I'm going to get for knitting, unless I'm really organised with my study time, is my old trick of nursing the knitting while I drive and knitting madly at the (many) traffic lights between here and my dear old university at Bankstown. *remembering knitting the Souths jumper at traffic lights for the Bald Boy...* I pull up at the lights on King Georges and Canterbury Road. Yay! This is a huge intersection and I'll get at least a whole row done while I'm waiting. Talk about a win-win situation... if the lights change quickly I get home faster. If the lights change slowly I knit more! I love my life. I'm happily purling away (I have no irrational fear of the purl stitch at all, I'm glad to say) when a car pulls up next to me with a man and his young son as passenger. The boy, who's probably about 12, grins cheekily as his father leans over and says something to him. "What're you knitting?" he asks me across the few metres between our open car windows. I hold up the green and red striped sleeve, half done. "A South Sydney jumper for my hubby. He's a mad fan" I explain. They approve. "Go the BUNNIES!" they both roar with ferocious glee, just as the arrow turns green and they zip away around the corner, leaving me convulsed with laughter. Life is good. So. Since the mum-in-law has been eyeing off the socks I've knitted for the legions of sisters lately, I might make the next pair for her, and socks are perfect on-the-road knitting. I wonder if I'll finish that green shirt by next SSK... Today's card: The Fool... what's with all the major arcana cards lately??? Posted at 11:47 pm by monnsqueak
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