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Ho ho ho.

Yeah, I must be in Louisiana.  I'm putting up the Christmas tree and I'm wearing shorts and a tank top.  It's so warm and windy out there I've got the windows and screen doors open to air out the house before it gets cold again.  Very festive.

Tree's pretty though.

Needle in a...

Can someone tell me why, when I own roughly every circular needle ever made I only have three in size 9?  One's in use at the moment, one's a 16 inch so too short for my purpose and the third is a 29 inch and the curliest thing on the planet?  Grrrrrr....

Hello?

April?  Louisiana?  Snow?  What of those three things doesn't belong in that group?

It's the day before Easter, in the middle of Louisiana, I should be wearing jeans and a t-shirt at the most, not jeans and a hoodie.  It's not supposed to be bloody sleeting at all much less should i be able to see actual snowflakes falling out there.  I didn't even see any of those during the actual winter.

Hey, Weather Elves!  Puff, puff, give, ya know?

Monday, right?

Nothing like waking up to the sound of the power going out.  it has a very distinctive sound around here, electronics abruptly powering down and UPS's starting their head-splitting chorus.

Okay, Weather Bug says the low today is 38 but the temp right now is 26.  Beg pardon?

Outside this morning

Bond. James Bond.

Happy Birthday to the only Bond that matters.  Sir Sean Connery turns 76 today.

The painting is by his wife, Micheline Roquebrune Connery.

In a further show of the perverse those who share this birthday include:
Regis Philbin (75)
Tom Skerritt (73)
Elvis Costello (52)
Tim Burton (48)
Billy Ray Cyrus (45)

Those who know me well are right now rolling on the floor at that last one.

Y'all go buy some bottled water if you're livin' on the Gulf.

Deja Vu All Over Again

Somebody want to tell me on what planet this seems even remotely fair?

A year ago today the depression that turned into that raving, destructive bitch Katrina formed and started her way toward the Gulf Coast.

Fast forward one year and here's the situation.

And look, it's, he's, named this will be Ernesto, headed into the Gulf, due up this way two days or so after Katrina hit. 

Bloody hell.

Random Questions

Why is it when I come up with some design idea I think is clever it involves some form of knitting that makes me crazy?  Like eleven dozen miles of i-cord?  In small doses it's okay, but a slew like this is insanity inspiring, especially over and over again.  Gah!

Am I the only one that thinks the dialog in Deadwood sounds oddly Shakespearian but with a good bit more swearing?  And I'm constantly amazed at the ease with which the actors speak those heavily convoluted lines.

Can you tell I'm up way too early on Saturday morning?  I need to go knit, I need to get this thing finished, but it involves the previously mentioned eleven dozen miles of i-cord.

Y'all have a good day and don't get too hot if you're down here in the South with us.

Nightmares & Dreamscapes

I haven't read any Stephen King in a good while.  I've dropped into the uncut version of The Stand once or twice and skimmed through The Eyes of the Dragon thinking it's the only book of his my daughter would read (that's one reason he wrote it, so his own daughter would read one of his books, funny that), but I haven't started and read all of any of his books in a while.
TNT has made several, eight, of his short stories into hour long shows and started last week with my favorite of all King stories, Battleground, about a hitman attacked by little green army men.  It's awesome and TNT translated it so wonderfully to a visual medium.  Only visual, the entire 55 minutes it aired (no commercials at all) the only word uttered was "Ow!"  Entirely visual, and very well done.
This week was another favorite, The End of the Whole Mess and a reminder of how hard some of King's work is to read.  It's not high literature, he freely admits that himself, but it's well written and he's got a knack of reaching into your brain, into your soul, pulling out what hurts, what frightens you the most and holding it up, into brightest sunlight so you can see it in every detail.  Even some details you missed the last time. 
Being a good bit older than I was when I first read these stories now I understand why things that disturbed me in some unformed way then did so.  I know what makes them scary, why they hurt and just how badly they can cut.  I'm pretty sure I don't like knowing these things, but they did make me the person I am and I like that most of the time.

Yarn Alert!

If you like Lullaby, start hoarding now.  Word from the LYS is it's been discontinued.  We tried to order some this morning and were informed that this entire line has been discontinued.  Made for some unhappy faces around the shop.

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