Such Sweet Hands

Excuse #1: Why I’ve been gone for a few days:

I spilled water on my keyboard on Saturday. Although initial tests showed that only the return key was wonked out, hours later the entire board was dead. Replaced the keyboard yesterday.

Excuse #2: Why I might be confused, dizzy, or cranky:

I fell down my stairs in a spectacular moment of exemplary clumsiness. Broke two plates, spilled soysauce all over the place.  Hit my head, back, and a few pointy joints as I slid down the steps.  Feeling rather wonky in the head.

Now we have all heard a bit about those Canadians and their team jerseys…

But have you noticed the wackier uniforms sported by some other Canadians? This photo doesn’t show off the speckles on the neck of the hood or properly showcase the grey patches at the chest. I have a name for these patches but the name is best kept from polite company (we’ll just say I call them “speed *rhymes with knitties*”).

Seems this Canadian flare is a part of their speed skating tradition:

Finally lets take a moment to put this all into perspective:

Okay, I have to learn how to make these to mix with some good old fashion crocheted and knitted bits…

I had intended to debut podcasts earlier this month.  For various reasons I’m behind schedule.  The biggest reason simply has to do with me and my own idiosyncrancy…

It’s simply hard to look at myself on video.  I’m always suprised by my profile, my constant hair tossing, and other quirks.  It’s hard to explain just how itchey and fidgeting, and sort of cranky I get when watching myself.  The funny thing is I’m fully aware that I’m a freak, but seeing the video proof of it is startling at times.

I’m doing my best to get over this though because idiosyncracy aside, I love the process of making content this way.  I’m very excited to be able to give everybody another fun way to explore crafty stuff…

So I’m working on this and promise something soon.

Goes to show, if it’s in the ether, you might not be the only one listening. For months I’ve been daydreaming of ways to block print or paint replicas of crocheted patterns onto fabric that is also crocheted into.

This is soooo beautiful. It sort of relieves my brain a bit to see that someone did do something similiar to what I’ve been imagining. It proves it’s possible and pretty.

PS: Thanks to Skamama for the sighting:)

My buddy Todbot has some interesting gadgeting happening in his lab…

MAKE: Blog: HOW TO - Make a Roomba Serial Interface

I’m think thinking hard for an idea as to how to make my crafty life easier with a roomba that I can steer to my bidding… I’m not coming up with anything though. If Roomba had arms, then I could make him wind yarn for me…

I used to love the inkle loom. I made a bright belt using teal, yellow, and a deep hot pink. I really loved teal, hot pink, and yellow.

Only two years later, at 12 years old, I would look at that belt and color phase and shake my head. how could i have so loved that combination of colors? It was proof of my girlish vulnerabilities. It reminded me of Bop magazines, an abandoned crush on Kirk Cameron and all other things that were soooo 5th grade.

So suprised be me, when I sit down to cobble together this website and what color combinations arise….. forgive me if you can’t stand it. Know that in time I will once again crave a whole different palette and change things up.

Yes, I go through color phases. I find myself keenly aware of and in need of either one color or combinations of colors. I crave these colors. Then a transition occurs and I’m suddenly craving something new.

Until then just let it speak to you of spring. If this website was a girl she’d be wearing a white peasant skirt, teal flip flops, and a hot pink blouse with yellow details. I’ll stand by her, I thinks she’s pretty.

The pages are up now and content is soon to follow!

In the first two days of the Olympics I went overboard with my blog reading. I almost made it through checking in on every Olympic related blog listed here. I took a ton of notes and then sort of burnt out. I didn’t pace myself well, so now I slowly work my way through these notes of mine to bring you some coverage of our fair Olympics.

Team spirit is alive and well out there in Canada. They all actually met up in public! Amy Singer divulges a secret weapon for the fiber olympian. Looks like those Canadians also have some lucky coins and lots of beer to get them to the closing ceremony. Leaving all of us watching to wonder will all that beer help or hinder their productivity. We’ll just have to wait and see.

Aside from the button collector crazies, there will likely be several interesting fads and bits born from our frenzy. One must be the many photos out there of yarn with the teevee on in the background.

Membership requirments for many of the teams reflects that whole human spirit member of the world village sort of vibe. Team India for instance has an interesting set of requirements. Here are the thoughts of an actual team India knitter.
The Olympics isn’t the same without stories of trials and tribulations. That one chic might have fallen down the hill in a most frightening way, but at least she wasn’t stuck at an office job: “I snuck out to the bathroom and quickly casted on…” reports a committed member of Team Canada. Yes, job emergencies won’t stand in the way of the human spirit and Olympic unity. This is one of those times that we wish we had the same video replay as that other Olympics…

I have no idea what they are saying, but just looking at this record for Team Finland makes me smile.