News: More Backlog

Some more of the old, saved items I have:

Work-related:

• No, really, I want to know if this is a real building, because I'm pretty sure I used to work there...
  
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• The 6 Crappiest Interview Questions. Man, I really hate some of those.
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Actually, with Spoon on my bed, there's barely enough room for me.

Miscellany:

• Thinking ahead... it is a difficult concept...
  
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• A, yes, very cool info-graphic showing which country would be where on the map if population correlated to landmass size.
• Cool crayon wrappers replacing Crayola's imprecise names with the chemicals used to formulate the colors. Now I'm getting a crayon craving. (No, I never ate them.)

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Word of the Day

dwab (n): acronym for Dog With A Bone; applied to a person who will not let go of an idea or conspiracy theory no matter how moronic it is. And the breed in question is generally one of those useless, small, annoying yip yip dogs, like my neighbor's Pomeranian, which spends all day barking at absolutely nothing.

Example: Donald Trump is a total dwab with his Obama birther theories, and he looks like a total dumbass at this point.

Knittin' Crap: Spoon Levels Up

While Steve and I were watching South Park last night, I felted the final wizard hat prototype in his washing machine, which, yes, I managed to unbalance even though the ounce of wool was the only thing in there.

Spoon, now a full-fledged fur-conjuring mage (it is summer-shedding season, after all), models reluctantly:



Actually, come to think of it, he did manage to come back from the dead. At least, he looked pretty dead the other day:

News: Closeouts

I love yarn closeouts. I get high-quality yarn cheap. And then I realize 2 years later I don't have enough for my sweater so I scramble to find more of it. Crap.

Some of these have been sitting in my starred items folder for awhile, so I'm clearing it out.

Geeky:

• Someone built a replica of a Fallout plasma rifle. Maybe I'll crochet one for Brad for Xmas. Or not.
• It's been several months since I first read this piece on some dumb-ass AMD executive who is furthering gender and geek stereotypes, and I still want to bitchslap the woman.
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Just plain mind-bogglingly wacky:

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  Awesome! All my friends and I could crash for one low price!
• These photos that Life magazine apparently printed in 1942 look like something out of a bad 60s low-budget horror movie, but apparently the venerable magazine saw fit to report on voodoo hex parties that took place during WWII aimed at killing Hitler with the power of the occult. Or something. Yes, humans have always been nuts.

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Spoonerisms: That Darned Cat! Redux

Today was a Very Long Day. Crap broke at work, so I effectively worked 11 hours straight, yes, counting the time on the bus both ways where I was either online or IMing about work from my phone or on a conference call. So the last thing I need when I finally walk in the door is Dipity going the other way. So of course that's what happened.

I went and checked on her a couple times over the first hour and a half, but didn't push it too hard since it was still relatively early and the fact that she hadn't been fed before her escape and that it was getting very chilly out would only work in my favor. I was not, however, prepared to hear her making pathetic noises outside my front door. She has never in the half dozen or more times she has escaped in the 1½ years since she showed up come back to my apartment on her own. And, actually, when I opened the door, she wasn't there. But I heard the pathetic mews from downstairs and I called her up and she came! And she came in on her own! And after she ate, she got on my lap and gave me some loving.

So, in the end, this dark cloud had a silver lining. And some enormous blue eyes.

Knittin' Crap: Spoon the Saggy-cious

Spoon in the lap + mini wizard hat + camera phone =>



His only real magic power is the ability to conjure a layer of white cat hair onto everything I own.

Meanwhile, you can see how much the yarn in the hats felted in this side-by-side comparison of one of the original two prototypes with the third, not-yet-felted hat: