Monday, July 18, 2005


Thats me counting to 10. It took me a little bit of calming down before I felt I was ready for posting again after the last entry. I was, however, inspired to create a new blog focusing mostly on political topics. As it turns out, I, like 90% of the world, can't shut up about it. I'll link to it when I get it ready.

In the meantime, back to knitting. I was looking at my reductions the other day and realized that during my SSK's, I was twisting one of the stitches, causing a rather noticable and unsightly reduction. I have done that for about 4 rows now, and I have cast away the project in hopes that I will have a revelation about whether to rip it back (and almost impossible task considering the project) or just felt it lightly at the end to try to mask the mistakes. In the meantime, I am refusing to touch the evil thing.

On a lighter note..... I am definitely going to enter this contest. How can I refuse a challenge like this? I am keeping my master plan a secret for now, but when I take and submit the picture, I will post it here as well. I encourage, no rather, challenge all of you to be creative and come up with something awesome.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

what have we done....

...and what are we doing? Knitting blog my foot, I feel the need to publicly condemn our actions in the Middle East here and now. My heart is in London right now, and I wish my fist was in GW's face. And while I'm kicking asses, I would like to take out any of the extremists who feel that it is their duty to destroy and ruin innocent human life. In the meantime, here is my letter to dearest GW:

Dear George W,

You sicken me. You stand for everything that I abhore. With your foreign and domestic policy, the US will crumble like the Roman Empire, and I hope you are alive to watch it go. Only in your sick mind was it necessary to invade Iraq, Afghanistan and whatever other oil-rich country you decide to 'liberate'. Somehow you have been able to blind and trick the uneducated American public, maybe it is that jackass grin that you hide behind. Under the guise of freedom you are executing the rights of the American people and making the US not only the laughing stock of the world, but also the enemy of it. Do you find it at all ironic that despite the London bombings, there has been no anti-Islamic movement in the UK, either from the people or from the government? They don't feel the need to prove their hubris, which is exactly what will bring your downfall. I know that you like to play the 'good ol' boy' card, so I will put this into terms that you can understand. You are like a man with a small dick and big truck. You have to make up for your inadequacy somehow, only you are playing with countries and human life. Empire to Ashes, George.

Sincerely, McKenzie

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Wednesday, July 06, 2005

ma velo

I bought a bike! Yes I did! And whats more, I rode it! Last night I rode my bike to open knit night. Since its only about a half mile away from my house, I've had a hard time justifying driving my gas guzzler there. The downside was that it was so friggin' hot, and the inside of Lint was so stuffy that I only stayed for about 45 minutes. Well, that wasn't the only reason, or the real reason. The real reason was that a visiting knitter, who had at one time lived in Portland, was there visiting. Under normal circumstances, this would be exciting news. I love meeting new knitters! But this knitter, who I shall refer to as Nelly Know-It-All, was an entirely different case. She knew, and I do not exaggerate, everything. Or at least she thought she did, which seemed to be good enough for her. Name a topic, she knew more than you. Talk about knitting, she was better at it. She had travelled more places, knew more languages and had tried more than you. Emphasis is here place on the phrase "thought she did". The more she opened her mouth, the more it was obvious that she was full of shit. Nelly Know-It-All actually managed to break up a group of people that normally stay for 3 hours and force them to go home only 45 minutes into the night. I only got through one glass of wine! The good news is, I got to go for a nice long bike ride due to Nelly. The bad news is, I didn't get any knitting done.

Enough of Nelly Know-It-All, I could bitch for hours. Back to my bike, its a Trek 1220 road bike. Its awesome. So am I. Did I mention that I'm humble? This is the bike, only mine is a veeeeerrrrryy dark purple, almost black.

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