You say you want a revolution
well, you know...
...we all want to change the world
Sponsor my private revolution:
What am I selling on Ebay today?
Let the Revolution begin...
*You can be any age to join the knitting revolution. It's not just grannies any more.
*To join, just grab the nearest pointy things, and tie them to the nearest string-like substance. Wave them enthusiastically in the air, yelling passionate cries such as "och aye the noo!"
*The revolution requires that you supply your own weapons. Er, needles. *Knitting can be sexy. Sure, it can. Go to knitty and be inspired!
*Knit in public, and if anyone looks at you funny, you've always got a sharp metal thing handy with which to poke their soft bits.
*Get all knitting-zen on people. Then when you really let your hair down, you can get away with it, because you're "that nice person, who knits". *insert evil laugh here*
*Oh, yeah, almost forgot. The revolution will not be televised. Or... something like that.
I moved to Canberra last November, and am now involved in the best Canberra knitting group! ... so any locals or visitors interested, go on over to Canberra Stich N Bitch yahoo group and join us in our dark endeavours! I mean, creative meeting of minds... er, yeah. Something like that. We meet at Starbucks in Civic on the first Thursday evening of every month, and the third Sunday of the month at 2pm. Come along! If you feel shy, feel free to post online first, or email someone to ask a few questions. :):):) If you want, use the contact button and I'll give you my details so we can get in touch. Always happy to get the interesting people of Canberra out of the woodwork... I know you're there, ya just hard to find sometimes *chuckle*
Sydney Knitting Adventures continue at "my" previous knitting group in Newtown: Meet up for coffee, cake, and knitting adventures galore at Barmuda Cafe, Australia Street Newtown. It's opposite the police station, and across the intersection from Newtown Train Station.
See the SSK Website for details :D
You, and this many other people with a cramp in their forefinger:
Interesting in knitting, and what other knitters are doing? Or are you just bored, or farting off at work while the boss ain't watching? Well then, I have just the thing to keep you busy for hours on end... go exploring the wonderful world of knitting blogs. Can you believe there's so many of us?
I have my favourite blog-days, and these are some of them:
A hairy tale
God on the brain
Blogging from behind a mask
Creativity and productivity
I am SUCH a nerd
Deliver me from Swedish furniture
Modern beauty is a myth
Instant karma’s gonna getcha
Harris the Well Clad Fish
The love is in the food
Embarrassment, Humiliation and Joy
The birth of a grammar avenger
Traffic Lights, part 1
Spawn of Satan
Traffic Lights, part 2
A long time ago, in a knitting bag far, far away...
And my other blog, complete with a few little patterns: http://miscsqueak.blogdrive.com
Take one pile of floofy stuff...
This godforsaken icebox of a town had a bit of a cold snap last week, and I've been (brrrrr) cold. Cold cold cold! So I started making some thrummed slippers.
I didn't know it was thrumming, until the lovely Penny pointed it out to me, but I knew what it was and how to do it.
Take one pile of soft and yummy floofy goodness...
...torn into thin strips. It's roving, or tops, or whatever the hell you wanna call it. Today, it's floof. (Rhymes with roof)
Start knitting the floof, just like yarn (demonstrated here by my... err... beautiful assistant)
(look at that technique!) LOL
Then you get a lovely thick knitted fabric like this:
Now you get tiny bits of floof...
...and add them in to your knitting.
(shown here with white so you can see what's going on if you've not seen this before)
Thus it begins.
I will add more photos to bamboozle your dialup later on!
But are my feet warm yet??? *sigh*... no... but maybe soon. Hm!
Calling all Sudoku players!
For those of you who don't know, I'm a 4th year psych student, and this year, along with two other people, I'm doing my thesis on Sudoku... or more specifically, people who play Sudoku. *grin*
The thesis is to be done in 2 parts - firstly we run a few discussion groups where we ask people why they choose to play, what they find so appealing about it, and what they get out of it (if anything). Then we are formulating our own scale (questionnaire) and will be administering it via paper and the web to as many people as we can, and then run factor analysis on it (oooh, cool and magical statistics! I love it!)
So... two favours to ask.
Firstly, I need a few volunteers to help me out with the discussion groups. I have a few possible names on my hit list, but if anyone in Sydney or Canberra is interested in helping me out BIG TIME, I would be eternally grateful and do just about anything you ask in return. We ran our first focus group and it was lots of fun and very successful, and the people who participated not only enjoyed themselves, but got fed and pampered along with the deal. Nice!
So, anyone who'd be interested in that... it would be extremely cool to hear from you - if you don't have my email or phone number, use the contact button on the left hand side of this blog.
Secondly, I need some technical advice. The questionnaire probably won't be written until about June, but I need to look into the possibility of it being administered via a web form... otherwise there is no way we're going to get enough sudoku players from our pool of first year
I'm thinking of using the form script that this guy has up for (almost) free on http://www.formmail.com... my only question is that I'm wondering if this sort of thing is going to be secure enough. How would I know? And I need to know... otherwise the ethics committee will knock the proposal back - and I've heard they're VERY fussy. So does anyone know about this sort of stuff? If I want to use a form, (and this guy's product seems cool and easy-to-use), how do I assure an ethics committee of the security and anonymity of data submitted through that form?
Would love to hear from anyone in the know!
I'll be talking more about this later, I'm sure.
Hi, meet Colinette, the new gay dinosaur from Cessnock
Heh... Adele said yesterday in my comments:
"If scientists are now naming wool, do knitters get to name stars (or dinosaurs, as the case may be)? At least they'd get proper names instead of reference numbers."
Funny you should mention that, Del. It seems that only certain people get to name dinosaurs, and if you have enough money, you probably could. After all, a fairly recently discovered dinosaur was named for (or by?) QANTAS...
Hrm. Don't you think it would have been a flying dinosaur? Oops, I mean, flying reptile? *ducks*
Shyness and stuff
I'm blogging today in reply to two questions posed in the comments section of yesterday's post.
People are a little odd here
It's sort of strange, the Canberran standoffishness.
I feel a little bit like I'm living in a strange place where, outside the groups I've formed based on uni friends and knitting friends, the rest of the town seems to be made up of stuffy English-type people ("I would ask that you do not touch me again, madam") and standoffish country types ("well, you're not from around here, are you?")
I just ran into someone that I vaguely know from the choir here. I'm not so sure he remembers who I am, and embarrassingly enough I can't remember his name either. I snuck up behind him and cheerfully said hello, and the response was so cool as to be offended. I asked him how he was and if he was singing this semester, to which he replied, surprised, "with who?"
"oh, I'm sorry", I said, mortified. "I must have mistaken you for someone else, a chorister".
Yes, he is. No, he's not singing this semester. And... no he really doesn't care how I'm going in a new town, or how I'm liking it here. I wonder if Canberra people just assume that you like it here... or is it that they assume that you hate it here and are going to escape at any moment?
I'm so looking forward to Margie moving here. Hm!
Other than that, I'm fine, and may actually be starting to see some nice aspects about Canberra, now that I'm getting over missing Sydney so very much.
Unfortunately, I have very little spare time now that semester has started, what with studying, and having to work 2 shifts a week at a medical centre to pay the bills (don't even start me on that!), so I've not joined any choirs here at all. I just can't afford another night of things to do, since I work Thursday and Friday nights, and Tuesday is now designated regular-study-night.
So, as far as social life goes, it's knitting every 2 weeks or so plus one or two informal parties in between, getting to know my new friends Robin, Esther and Rachel (among others, but these three are definitely my favourites) and trying to get my bum out to the sticks to visit Leigh from time to time (I haven't forgotten you! I have 2 exams next week and will be coming to see you after then)
Anyway, all part of the settling-in process... we'll see how it all pans out soon, I'm sure :)
Places and faces I miss
...and we sat on the front balcony eating portugese tarts (oh, thank you Eva!) and watched Leichhardt flow on by, like we had so many other times before. Hm... Sunday mornings are a delight.
Saturday night in Enmore
... and it was, apparently, international women's day once again!
I missed last year's dinner, which was such a pity. So here's what it's all about.
My friend Ingrid organises a dinner each year for about 8-10 women, and we all go to Enmore to eat delish Turkish pizza and drink wine, and all of us talk for a few minutes about a woman who has influenced or inspired us. It's a fun, lively, and affirming evening, and I always feel so honoured to be a part of something like this.
At previous dinners I've talked mostly about historical figures, like Mary Wollstonecraft and Caroline Chisholm. This year I decided to talk about someone who has become an awesome friend and who has supported and inspired me in so many ways. From the first days when she was a name on an email list and the other person who helped set up the best knitting group ever, to proofreading my first essay at uni, to offering me a haven when I needed privacy away from the demands of share housing, she's become hugely important in my life, and one of a handful of people in Sydney who I miss so much it actually hurts. She represents many of the best points of all of my friends, sharp and smart and funny, a good listener, and never afraid to say what she thinks. You know who you are, and I bet a whole heap of others do, too. *grin*
So here we are, all happily gobbling and drinking our little girly lives away. Yay!
Many thanks to Ingrid for organising this again... you can see her creative work at http://www.ingridlouise.com/
I'm finally making progress on the SUMS cap.
You know how there's a saying, that if you want something done you give it to someone who is busy already? So, so true. Now that semester has started, I am finally becoming a bit more efficient again. Although I think I needed the mental rest of doing very little except hang around for a few months.
Behold! The ninja-needled cap of DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Och, I'm a dagge! But a dagge getting back on her feet, one day at a time. :)
Note to self:
Do not, in future, look at sites like "you knit what" in a public library.
Very bad idea.
And surely, the quote of the century! "Oh, excuse me", says the webmistress of this wonderful site when it's pointed out that she's mistaken a yarn called Tiffany for Fun Fur, "it's Tiffany, not Fun Fur. To which I reply, 'What's in a name? That which we call fug by any other word would suck as much ass.'"
Beautiful. Just beautiful.
More woolly goodness! Oh yay!
I have a whole heap of wool up on ebay again, I'm back at uni and once again feeling energetic and motivated.
So get on over and have a look, if not to spend your hard earned dollars, then to satisfy your curiosity!