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Monday, October 15, 2007

Ravelry, wet books and the World Bank. World Bank?

At last. I can take over the stash before it takes over me! Ravelry caught up to me last week. Yay! I even have a buddy there already. It's very, very cool, that Ravelry place. Now there will be two Knitting places to entertain myself with on the long sleepless nights.

I'm still reading my book, and DH has already said that I should buy it. This I'm happy to be able to do because the library copy was borrowed by countless poor economic students, I presume, who have - in turns, underlined it in places, propped it up while eating Chinese take out or perhaps even chocolate bars, and #3, dropped it into the dish water while washing up. I did that with my Western Civ book one year. That was the year my mother taught me how to rescue a book from sure death, dry it out, and iron the most water damaged pages flatter. It was always a conversation piece in class, but at least it spared me buying another book with my readies, which were very, very slim pickings. You see, I know the ways of poor college students. ;-)

I've been reading all my old copies of Interweave Knits to lessen the impact of the self torture of learning too late about the deeply disturbing doings of the IMF and the World Bank during their infancy and their Grammar School years. I already knew that they were very, very wicked teenagers. If you think your teens are in anyway little bad *ssed bears, they have nothing at all on the World Bank or the International Monetary Fund. Nuh uh... And, as the twig is bent, so they go on and on and on with the most egregious skullduggery, hidden away in their Granite buildings. Who needs to read mysteries about puny little one murder perps?

Does reading Interweave Knits qualify as knitting content? Or even Intent?

Ok, I'll tell a story. It's not about knitting. It's about mistaken intent perhaps. DH had a friend who wanted to cut down a tree. His friend wanted to borrow our hatchet. He was coming over soon to get it, so he said. So, I put the hatchet right by the front door so as to be ready for him when he came. Days went by, I moved the hatchet away from the door. A few days later, about mid day, the door bell rang. I dashed to the door, drying off my hands from washing up the breakfast dishes, took a quick out the door and yes, there was a guy out there on the step, but where was that hatchet? I looked all around and finally yelled out to the kids, "Where in the heck is that hatchet??!!!" They told me where it was, I quickly retrieved it, and opened the door. It of course was not our friend, but a salesman, who had backed all the way down the driveway and was standing there with his little clip board watching me with the hatchet in my hand. Words were never going to work but I did try......

7 comments:

  1. Oh, the hatchet story is too funny.

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  2. Not such a terrible idea, really. Much more effective than my "No Solicitors" sign. Must give this some thought.....where did DH put that hatchet?

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  3. I must be blind...I can't find you on Ravelry!?!?

    Are you using another name?

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  4. Hilarious! I can just see it! The poor guy....heehee. I worked a 12 hour rotation shift, and getting sleep during the day was a major battle. I found two bacon, egg, and cheese sandwitches with a slice of tomato was the trick. But nothing would stop the J. Witnesses coming to the door! I sure could have used that hatchet...

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  5. Oh it's a great memory, I'll tell ya. Thanks so much for all your comments about it, and be sure to use a hatchet for YOUR unwanted bell ringers!

    Are you all ready for Halloween? Just a thought.... buhahahaha

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I’m going through some stuff but I will peek in now and then and will be back when it’s over..