This compendium of March mission reports is late because a temporal rift ate my Command Mission at the end of last month and only just spit it out (conveniently completed) now.
Sontag pattern circa 1860
Medusa pattern by Needlenoodles
Maneki Spoono pattern adapted from Hiroko Takeda
Valkyrie pattern by Needlenoodles
10-stitch Wave by Frankie Brown
Snake charm pattern by Ikuko Saito
Double-knit scarf pattern by Kotomi Hayashi
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
News: Geeky Round-up
I'd save us! And I don't use the damn leading dash for the standard flags, so I can deal with almost any incarnation of tar, just in case the bomb runs on some 20-year-old UNIX version.
Minecraft builders complain about this, too. Updates are always breaking redstone circuits or minecart mechanics or monster grinders.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
News: Ah, Florida
For those who don't know, I spent my formative teenage years in the state. When someone asks if I would ever move back (after having been absent, except for short visits, for almost a quarter of a century), I have a long list of reasons why the answer is "No." And this isn't even near the top:
Monday, April 15, 2013
News: Stupidity Legislation
Yes, background checks for people trying to buy guns are all well and good, but what we really need are minimum IQ requirements to keep guns out of the hands of morons.
Friday, April 12, 2013
News: Maybe I Should Try That...
This dog
must have seen this toy
and was as envious of its rainbow excretion as I was. And it had a plan!
must have seen this toy
and was as envious of its rainbow excretion as I was. And it had a plan!
Saturday, April 6, 2013
News: Even More Random Round-up
I can't even watch the History Channel anymore. The irony being it's more sci-fi than Syfy, but the quality is equally sucky.- Bruce Schneier on writing-style analysis and how it can be used to track supposedly anonymous output. Now that everyone can analyze the hell out of everything to take supposedly anonymous data and track it back to an individual (whether it's your browser's User-agent or the specific type of websites you browse or links you click on)... it's time to escalate!
- While this seems as much like a recipe for disaster as anything else, at the same time it seems oddly hypnotic... DIY USB-powered glowing potion
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Knittin' Crap: The Lump of Angry Coal
I keep retelling this story, so I figured I'd record it for once and for all and point people to the post.
So, at some point, I kept wondering who let the 12-year-old onto the SA IRC channel at work. Seriously. To express my, um, approval rating for the 12-year-old, whom we shall call "JE," I made a lump of coal. As the 12-year-old was at corp HQ and I was in some belittled satellite office, I asked my sr. director if he would deliver something to "JE" and handed him the lump of coal. And he promptly said, "Oh, cool, it's an Angry Bird!" "Huh?" Now, he was only recently my sr. director, so I was not yet at the stage where I felt comfortable to lecture him on how, if I had meant to make an Angry Bird, there would be no confusion whatsoever over whether it was an Angry Bird or a lump of coal. (Most people have enough sense never to get to that stage. I'm not one of those people.) So I made a mental note...
...and a few months later, presented the sr. director with what is undeniably an Angry Bird rip-off. He put it on his desk and was apparently so attached that the first time I resigned, the first question out of his mouth was whether I was going to take the bird with me or not. (I'm not there anymore, but I'm pretty sure the bird is.)
Back to the 12-year-old. At the request of someone-who-shall-remain-nameless-because-he-turned-out-to-be-a-misplacer-of-my-uber-puppets, I made a "JE" finger puppet:
So, at some point, I kept wondering who let the 12-year-old onto the SA IRC channel at work. Seriously. To express my, um, approval rating for the 12-year-old, whom we shall call "JE," I made a lump of coal. As the 12-year-old was at corp HQ and I was in some belittled satellite office, I asked my sr. director if he would deliver something to "JE" and handed him the lump of coal. And he promptly said, "Oh, cool, it's an Angry Bird!" "Huh?" Now, he was only recently my sr. director, so I was not yet at the stage where I felt comfortable to lecture him on how, if I had meant to make an Angry Bird, there would be no confusion whatsoever over whether it was an Angry Bird or a lump of coal. (Most people have enough sense never to get to that stage. I'm not one of those people.) So I made a mental note...
...and a few months later, presented the sr. director with what is undeniably an Angry Bird rip-off. He put it on his desk and was apparently so attached that the first time I resigned, the first question out of his mouth was whether I was going to take the bird with me or not. (I'm not there anymore, but I'm pretty sure the bird is.)
Back to the 12-year-old. At the request of someone-who-shall-remain-nameless-because-he-turned-out-to-be-a-misplacer-of-my-uber-puppets, I made a "JE" finger puppet:
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