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Did I say tomorrow?

Did I say tomorrow? I meant in a couple of months…


But hey, at least they’re done. They’re not pretty either, but again, at least they’re done. And you can always use dishtowels. I have some nice ones that my aunt embroidered for me that I told Shawn are just for drying hands. Nothing else! These? Use ’em for whatever you want. If you weave, don’t buy this kit. There was an error in the pattern and the yarn is yucky to work with.  They’re very absorbent. That’s about all I can say for them. And hey, at least they’re done!


Posted by on May 26, 2007 in Uncategorized


Meet the newest edition to my family.

I call him my Pikmin Plant. He’s actually an adenium (click for some gorgeous adult specimens), but I defy any lover of Pikmin to disavow the resemblance. (P.S. Claire – when Pikmin 3 comes out, I’m requisitioning your Wii.)

I’ve been super busy. The Texas Library Association Annual Conference was last week/weekend and I had a blast. If you’re interested in what went down or some of the things that get me really excited about my job, send me an email and I’ll forward you the report I wrote up. Since coming back I’ve been busy writing up that report and catching up on work emails and life in general. I did complete about 6 more rows on Drunken Argyle, so there will be a picture of that soon. I’m trying to get back into knitting, and crafting in general. I’ve been gone too long. I also spent Sunday creating a plant care bible and Excel spreadsheet to keep track of watering and fertilizing all of our various houseplants. That used many divider tabs and was very satisfying.

Random cool things:

  • WikiSky – “an interactive sky map with point-and-click accessibility. You can simply point your mouse at any sky object and a small pop-up appears displaying the name and a brief description of that object. By clicking on the object you instantly have access to detailed information” (press page)
  • Sheep pancake form – You know you need one. I sure do.
  • Google offers free 411 – No more $1.50 directory listings!
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Posted by on April 18, 2007 in Uncategorized


Handmade Nation

Check out this sneak peek of an upcoming documentary on the DIY community.


Posted by on April 10, 2007 in Uncategorized


I wonder if this matters…

I saw this cute little mushroom popping out of my rock monster plant* this morning. Then I started wondering if instead of thinking it’s cute, I should be worried. Hmmm…

*I’m not sure what the plant is really called. I call it my rock monster. It’s one of my favorites:)


Posted by on March 8, 2007 in Uncategorized


Now that’s some crazy…

I'm William John Cavendish-Bentinck-Scott, the Fifth Duke of Portland!
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.

Sometime Marquis of Tichfield, Earl of Portland, Viscount Woodstock, Baron of Cirencester, co-heir to
the Barony of Ogle and renowned as the finest judge of horseflesh in England, you took the tradition
of aristocratic eccentricity to unprecedented heights. Having inherited the stately home of Welbeck
Abbey, you proceeded to construct miles of underground tunnels and a ballroom, in pink, beneath it. The ballroom was complete except for one small detail. It had no floor. Despite this vast home, you
lived exclusively in a suite of five rooms, each one also pink.

Having been turned down by your opera singer objet d’amour, Adelaide Kemble, in your youth, you suffered a broken heart and never married. This did not stop you from caring deeply about the wellbeing of your servants. Occasionally you would even help them muck out the stables. However, you did not neglect discipline, forcing disobedient underlings to skate themselves to exhaustion on your subterranean skating rink. Servants were given strict instructions regarding conduct: if they met you in a corridor, they were to ignore your existence while you froze to the spot until they were out of sight; and a chicken was to be kept roasting at all times in case you felt like sneaking into the kitchen for a snack.

You became ever more eccentric with age. You built another tunnel, this time to the railway station,
through which you would ride your carriage. When you reached the station your carriage, with you
inside, would be hoisted up onto the train in its entirety.

Upon your death, your multitude of titles passed to your cousin, who was obliged to delve into your
curious domain to find your body once the servants had reported your absence. Entering your private
rooms, he found that, aside from a commode in the centre of your bedroom, the only objects in the
whole suite were hundreds of hatboxes, each containing a single brown wig.

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Posted by on December 13, 2006 in Uncategorized


ZOMFG I heart the internets!

OK, my brother made me a mix cd. He likes it when I write back with comments on all the tracks, even when I don’t have anything nice to say. It had a song on it that was pretty darn bad. In fact, my comment was:

"this song is straight crap. wtf? it’s like bad 90s radio crap. like
that band who sang that song about that girl who killed herself and the
band guy felt responible. like nickelback or something. i can’t
remember now. but i remember mocking them big!"

Then it drove me crazy that I couldn’t remember the song. The tune was mocking me and I thought there was a line like "she was only something." I tried searching "she was only" with Nickleback. No luck. On a whim, I searched "song where the girl kills herself and the band feels responsible." The first hit? Yeah, it was The Freshman by the Verve Pipe. Man that song sucked. And I LOVE the internet.

p.s. – mostly the mix rocks.


Posted by on August 24, 2006 in Uncategorized



Make your own:

Thanks to Deep Sea News

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Posted by on August 4, 2006 in Uncategorized