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So I haven't posted in forever because the 8th was [livejournal.com profile] glowwormtu's wedding and I was doing MoH stuff, and then my parents were in town because they were invited to the wedding (but then they randomly decided to buy me a TV, chair, ottoman, and rug because they say my brother is always asking for stuff and I never do). And then pretty much since the wedding I have been house/pet sitting. First for my fur Nephew Nibs (due to the honeymoon-ish thing) and then for the dog and cat of one of the Soprano's in my choir.

But anyway, amidst all that my box came for the Odd Ducks Harry Potter Swap. OMG you guys. It came from Australia and was huge! Apparently my spoiler asked specifically for me (I assume because I said in my questionnaire that I would love to see what someone could come up with for a potions kit and she had ideas). Just look at this amazingness
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Everything all together (well not everything because I had missed three things as of when I took this picture)

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Tote with lettered and illustrated instructions for Polyjuice potion.

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Potions kit and book

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But wait! The potions book was hollow and contained potions vials as well as an antique bunsen burner.

I posted my thank you, to which the sender replied "Wait, did the brass scales and silver knife not make it." Nope they were there too in yet another pocket. And then not as part of the potions kit there had been socks in Ravenclaw colors and a lovely green sock yarn called "Severus loves Lily." I'm trying to decided if it wants to be a lacy scarf to match my winter coat or a pair of socks.

I have a feeling that nothing else will ever top this. (Not that other swap boxes even need to try. I am not that greedy.)
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So I haven't posted in forever because the 8th was [livejournal.com profile] glowwormtu's wedding and I was doing MoH stuff, and then my parents were in town because they were invited to the wedding (but then they randomly decided to buy me a TV, chair, ottoman, and rug because they say my brother is always asking for stuff and I never do). And then pretty much since the wedding I have been house/pet sitting. First for my fur Nephew Nibs (due to the honeymoon-ish thing) and then for the dog and cat of one of the Soprano's in my choir.

But anyway, amidst all that my box came for the Odd Ducks Harry Potter Swap. OMG you guys. It came from Australia and was huge! Apparently my spoiler asked specifically for me (I assume because I said in my questionnaire that I would love to see what someone could come up with for a potions kit and she had ideas). Just look at this amazingness
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Everything all together (well not everything because I had missed three things as of when I took this picture)

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Tote with lettered and illustrated instructions for Polyjuice potion.

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Potions kit and book

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But wait! The potions book was hollow and contained potions vials as well as an antique bunsen burner.

I posted my thank you, to which the sender replied "Wait, did the brass scales and silver knife not make it." Nope they were there too in yet another pocket. And then not as part of the potions kit there had been socks in Ravenclaw colors and a lovely green sock yarn called "Severus loves Lily." I'm trying to decided if it wants to be a lacy scarf to match my winter coat or a pair of socks.

I have a feeling that nothing else will ever top this. (Not that other swap boxes even need to try. I am not that greedy.)
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1. I have a Dirty Santa party to go to Friday which involves a naughty gift exchange. Erg. I have absolutely no idea what to get! What is the right level of naughtiness, the best kinks to play to, etc. etc.? I'm thinking maybe a collections of Victorian erotica (if I can find one at the book store). I figure it counts as naughty, but is also vaguely interesting -- at least I find it interesting -- and I can't be the only one, right?

2. Last week, in the midst of making Christmas presents I broke the second of the two most useful cords in my interchangeable needle set. I had broken the other most useful cord a good year and a half ago, so I figured maybe it was time to buy the replacement set. The post man tried to deliver it today, but apparently there is 63 more cents of postage due, and I wasn't home, so I get to take a trip to the post office on Thursday. Mostly now I'm wondering how the company I ordered from managed to miss that $0.63 when they sent the package to me.

3. As part of my continuing efforts in learning how to draw, I submitted my gift for the exchange over at [livejournal.com profile] hh_sugarquill and I am ridiculously proud of it. It is Draco/Hermione (although in no way explicit) which is not any sort of ship of mine, but I figure drawing things you don't particularly ship is way easier than writing them (not that I write at all) since you don't have to worry so much about characterization and what-not.
So...Mistletoe Wars )
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1. I have a Dirty Santa party to go to Friday which involves a naughty gift exchange. Erg. I have absolutely no idea what to get! What is the right level of naughtiness, the best kinks to play to, etc. etc.? I'm thinking maybe a collections of Victorian erotica (if I can find one at the book store). I figure it counts as naughty, but is also vaguely interesting -- at least I find it interesting -- and I can't be the only one, right?

2. Last week, in the midst of making Christmas presents I broke the second of the two most useful cords in my interchangeable needle set. I had broken the other most useful cord a good year and a half ago, so I figured maybe it was time to buy the replacement set. The post man tried to deliver it today, but apparently there is 63 more cents of postage due, and I wasn't home, so I get to take a trip to the post office on Thursday. Mostly now I'm wondering how the company I ordered from managed to miss that $0.63 when they sent the package to me.

3. As part of my continuing efforts in learning how to draw, I submitted my gift for the exchange over at [livejournal.com profile] hh_sugarquill and I am ridiculously proud of it. It is Draco/Hermione (although in no way explicit) which is not any sort of ship of mine, but I figure drawing things you don't particularly ship is way easier than writing them (not that I write at all) since you don't have to worry so much about characterization and what-not.
So...Mistletoe Wars )
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First, a conversation.  The setting is the check out line at Party City, Our characters; yours truely and the check out guy.

CG:  A purple wig, a pigs nose, a chicken nose, and a cat nose, I don't even want to know.  *waits expectantly for an answer*
ME:  They're for the premier of the next Harry Potter movie.
CG: *not looking any more enlightened*  Oh, when is that?
ME:  the fourteenth of July. 

Other than that, can I tell you how ridiculously obsessive I've been with the knitting lately.

lots of finished object pictures )

I think I'm liking this new found productivity! But it is weird to be spending so much time on Ravelry.
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First, a conversation.  The setting is the check out line at Party City, Our characters; yours truely and the check out guy.

CG:  A purple wig, a pigs nose, a chicken nose, and a cat nose, I don't even want to know.  *waits expectantly for an answer*
ME:  They're for the premier of the next Harry Potter movie.
CG: *not looking any more enlightened*  Oh, when is that?
ME:  the fourteenth of July. 

Other than that, can I tell you how ridiculously obsessive I've been with the knitting lately.

lots of finished object pictures )

I think I'm liking this new found productivity! But it is weird to be spending so much time on Ravelry.
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I want to post something here because I want to get back into the habit, and yet I'm having a difficult time thinking of anything to say.  Grrr.  I even have a back log of things I could talk about.  Round ups of Gally or the Jane Austen festival in Hammond (no really! who holds a Jane Austen festival in Hammond Louisiana?) but somehow it seems to late or something. So right now:
  1. I've been working in the lab, training (and a suppose now working) as a historic analyst.  It is kind of awesome but I spend an ridiculous amount of time going "I know this is something but what is it?"  Such things are usually miscellaneous pieces of rusted metal hardware which are kind of difficult to describe.  
  2. Results from [livejournal.com profile] classicwho20n20 came in today.  I actually did rather well and the results were pretty well distributed, which I like to see.  Sign ups are now open for round two.  I've already signed up, so next I need to determine which era I'm going to focus on this time.  Do I go with the DVD I'm itching to watch or the person for whom I have the next largest number of DVDs.  So Many Choices. 
  3. I'm also well into my swap package for the Doctor Who swap with the Odd Ducks on Ravelry.  I'm centering my package around a specific episode, so my large item isn't obviously Who related.  I'm a little worried that my spoilee will be disappointed with it.  I think it's really pretty though.  Also green and silver --- ish.   I also got a notebook in the mail today that I was going to modify for the swap.  It is much smaller than I expected. 
  4. It is also kind of weird to be discussing one of my fandom with people who are fans but are not in fandom.  I'm constantly brought up short by things people on the tread don't know exist.  It kind of makes me feel obsessive, which to be fair, is probably true. 
  5. I was asked to play a hand bell solo which is kind of freaking me out.  I can just about keep track of my two bells and which one is in which hand.  I'm not sure how I'm supposed to keep track of an entire melody line.  Also the director keeps say that he is not worried, but we haven't even sight-read through it yet.  I think he might be in for a surprise (and not one of the pleasant sort).
  6. I got a text message last night that said "your husband know cuz he going to."  Rather amusing because I have no husband and therefore can be certain that its a wrong number, but it could have been rather upsetting otherwise. 
That went rather better than I hoped. 
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I want to post something here because I want to get back into the habit, and yet I'm having a difficult time thinking of anything to say.  Grrr.  I even have a back log of things I could talk about.  Round ups of Gally or the Jane Austen festival in Hammond (no really! who holds a Jane Austen festival in Hammond Louisiana?) but somehow it seems to late or something. So right now:
  1. I've been working in the lab, training (and a suppose now working) as a historic analyst.  It is kind of awesome but I spend an ridiculous amount of time going "I know this is something but what is it?"  Such things are usually miscellaneous pieces of rusted metal hardware which are kind of difficult to describe.  
  2. Results from [livejournal.com profile] classicwho20n20 came in today.  I actually did rather well and the results were pretty well distributed, which I like to see.  Sign ups are now open for round two.  I've already signed up, so next I need to determine which era I'm going to focus on this time.  Do I go with the DVD I'm itching to watch or the person for whom I have the next largest number of DVDs.  So Many Choices. 
  3. I'm also well into my swap package for the Doctor Who swap with the Odd Ducks on Ravelry.  I'm centering my package around a specific episode, so my large item isn't obviously Who related.  I'm a little worried that my spoilee will be disappointed with it.  I think it's really pretty though.  Also green and silver --- ish.   I also got a notebook in the mail today that I was going to modify for the swap.  It is much smaller than I expected. 
  4. It is also kind of weird to be discussing one of my fandom with people who are fans but are not in fandom.  I'm constantly brought up short by things people on the tread don't know exist.  It kind of makes me feel obsessive, which to be fair, is probably true. 
  5. I was asked to play a hand bell solo which is kind of freaking me out.  I can just about keep track of my two bells and which one is in which hand.  I'm not sure how I'm supposed to keep track of an entire melody line.  Also the director keeps say that he is not worried, but we haven't even sight-read through it yet.  I think he might be in for a surprise (and not one of the pleasant sort).
  6. I got a text message last night that said "your husband know cuz he going to."  Rather amusing because I have no husband and therefore can be certain that its a wrong number, but it could have been rather upsetting otherwise. 
That went rather better than I hoped. 
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This weekend I learned that cons are the most fun thing ever.  And that I can avoid getting every illness that makes the round through my company, but give me two nights of wacky sleep and I've got a horrible cold. 

In my last update I shared a picture of my costume for Gallifrey One.  Now I will share all about my weekend, so you can feel free stop right here if you want to avoid the geekiness.  I promise there will be much geekiness.  First off, charging for checked luggage was a horrible, horrible idea on the part of the airlines.  I can't believe they are making up that much money as it seems like everyone is now just carrying on the bag they previously would have checked.  Now, I'll admit that I had a roll aboard, but it conformed to the stated measurements on my conformation.  I was attempting to but it in the overhead bin next to bags twice its size, which I guarantee did not meet those measurement guidelines.  Grrr.

Things I learned about cons this weekend
  • The things you want to see will always be placed against each other.  
  • People hand out ribbons with random sayings on them to attach to the bottom of you badge.  No one seemed able to tell me why, or how it started.  Like Mardi Gras throws, it seems that you want to collect as many ribbons as humanly possible dispite their lack of purpose. 
  • Everyone is crafty.  Okay maybe not everyone, but I could have spent the entire time (and did spend much of it) cooing over the crocheted doctor doll, the leather bound tardis diary, the knit dalek, the full scale tardis replica that had sound effects, the costumes (including a full cat face and a space suit that change from black visor to skull on stage).  I got to watch bits of a fan film being shot (must remember The Perpetual Motion Machine so I can watch it after the script is written and the whole thing is shot), and to inspect a prop gun made out of a lug wrench.  People seemed impressed with the tardis knit out of embroidery thread on US size 000 needles that I'm currently making.  One woman wanted me to make here one, which I refused (hopefully gracefully).  I don't really ever want to make one again because it's been nothing but a pain.  And, if I were to make one again it would cost well over the $20 offered as I've probably put over 50 hours into this thing already and it's only a little over half done.
  • Going on your own is okay.  It's still probably more fun to bring fiends.  It wasn't too difficult to talk to people (and I never talk to people well), but with your own group of friends you don't have to worry that you're latching too much onto a group that doesn't really want you there.  Granted that may be a worry that only I have.
  • Internet culture provides endlessly interesting scholarly type work.  Also there people in fandom who don't know the internet terms.  I watched UST being explained and got to explain BNF myself. 
  • People like to stay up all night -- I will never be one of them. 
  • I also don't think I will ever be involved with the cult of celebrity either.  I didn't get any autographs nor did I stand in line to get my picture taken with anyone.  First off, I didn't want to walk up to anyone and say "I've never seen you in anything, sign this" 'cause that seems rather rude to me.  It would also be the truth.  Then there is the difficulty of being slightly different from everyone else, so as not to induce boredom, but not so different as to be weird and creepy.  There is a fine line to walk between the two, one I do not think I have any skill at. 
  • I now have a picture of myself with a tardis.  That fact makes me smile every time I think of it. 
Also, I would recommend Moths Ate My Doctor Who Scarf if you have a chance to see it (and, you know, have some sort of interest in the topic.) It was rather funny despite my lack of old school knowledge and the number of jokes require the intense knowledge of bad British television(?) personalities. 

Finally, flying with a head cold is not an enjoyable experience.  Hopefully I will be able to stop hacking long enough tonight so I can get sleep for the whole back to work thing tomorrow.  Also so I can deal with the various people descending on me to celebrate Mardi Gras this weekend. 
pinksonia: (nine hug)
This weekend I learned that cons are the most fun thing ever.  And that I can avoid getting every illness that makes the round through my company, but give me two nights of wacky sleep and I've got a horrible cold. 

In my last update I shared a picture of my costume for Gallifrey One.  Now I will share all about my weekend, so you can feel free stop right here if you want to avoid the geekiness.  I promise there will be much geekiness.  First off, charging for checked luggage was a horrible, horrible idea on the part of the airlines.  I can't believe they are making up that much money as it seems like everyone is now just carrying on the bag they previously would have checked.  Now, I'll admit that I had a roll aboard, but it conformed to the stated measurements on my conformation.  I was attempting to but it in the overhead bin next to bags twice its size, which I guarantee did not meet those measurement guidelines.  Grrr.

Things I learned about cons this weekend
  • The things you want to see will always be placed against each other.  
  • People hand out ribbons with random sayings on them to attach to the bottom of you badge.  No one seemed able to tell me why, or how it started.  Like Mardi Gras throws, it seems that you want to collect as many ribbons as humanly possible dispite their lack of purpose. 
  • Everyone is crafty.  Okay maybe not everyone, but I could have spent the entire time (and did spend much of it) cooing over the crocheted doctor doll, the leather bound tardis diary, the knit dalek, the full scale tardis replica that had sound effects, the costumes (including a full cat face and a space suit that change from black visor to skull on stage).  I got to watch bits of a fan film being shot (must remember The Perpetual Motion Machine so I can watch it after the script is written and the whole thing is shot), and to inspect a prop gun made out of a lug wrench.  People seemed impressed with the tardis knit out of embroidery thread on US size 000 needles that I'm currently making.  One woman wanted me to make here one, which I refused (hopefully gracefully).  I don't really ever want to make one again because it's been nothing but a pain.  And, if I were to make one again it would cost well over the $20 offered as I've probably put over 50 hours into this thing already and it's only a little over half done.
  • Going on your own is okay.  It's still probably more fun to bring fiends.  It wasn't too difficult to talk to people (and I never talk to people well), but with your own group of friends you don't have to worry that you're latching too much onto a group that doesn't really want you there.  Granted that may be a worry that only I have.
  • Internet culture provides endlessly interesting scholarly type work.  Also there people in fandom who don't know the internet terms.  I watched UST being explained and got to explain BNF myself. 
  • People like to stay up all night -- I will never be one of them. 
  • I also don't think I will ever be involved with the cult of celebrity either.  I didn't get any autographs nor did I stand in line to get my picture taken with anyone.  First off, I didn't want to walk up to anyone and say "I've never seen you in anything, sign this" 'cause that seems rather rude to me.  It would also be the truth.  Then there is the difficulty of being slightly different from everyone else, so as not to induce boredom, but not so different as to be weird and creepy.  There is a fine line to walk between the two, one I do not think I have any skill at. 
  • I now have a picture of myself with a tardis.  That fact makes me smile every time I think of it. 
Also, I would recommend Moths Ate My Doctor Who Scarf if you have a chance to see it (and, you know, have some sort of interest in the topic.) It was rather funny despite my lack of old school knowledge and the number of jokes require the intense knowledge of bad British television(?) personalities. 

Finally, flying with a head cold is not an enjoyable experience.  Hopefully I will be able to stop hacking long enough tonight so I can get sleep for the whole back to work thing tomorrow.  Also so I can deal with the various people descending on me to celebrate Mardi Gras this weekend. 
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This is mostly for myself.  I need to finish all the crafts lying around my apartment before I start anything new, so here is the list. 
  • Green scarf
  • Too small blanket  (This became a hat and scarf set)
  • Stuffed alien  Frogged due to my inability to figure out what size crochet hook I used initially
  • Lion poster
  • Grey and Blue striped scarf -- just suck it up and weave in the ends
  • Mardi Gras bead pictures
  • Santa cross stitch
  • Angel cross stitch
  • Grey "silence in the library" shirt -- really hemming will take all of two seconds
  • Snow man ornaments -- backing will also take two seconds
  • Chain mail
There is also the tea-cup wreath cross stitch and the fantasy sampler cross stitch, but if I wait until I finish those I will never start another project. 
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This is mostly for myself.  I need to finish all the crafts lying around my apartment before I start anything new, so here is the list. 
  • Green scarf
  • Too small blanket  (This became a hat and scarf set)
  • Stuffed alien  Frogged due to my inability to figure out what size crochet hook I used initially
  • Lion poster
  • Grey and Blue striped scarf -- just suck it up and weave in the ends
  • Mardi Gras bead pictures
  • Santa cross stitch
  • Angel cross stitch
  • Grey "silence in the library" shirt -- really hemming will take all of two seconds
  • Snow man ornaments -- backing will also take two seconds
  • Chain mail
There is also the tea-cup wreath cross stitch and the fantasy sampler cross stitch, but if I wait until I finish those I will never start another project. 
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I got
New glasses! ) which look suspiciously like my old glasses.  )  I like them that way.  I did enjoy getting to tell various people over the weekend how exactly I lost them, which resulted in a lot of repressed giggles until I assured the person in question that I found it pretty funny too.  I also enjoyed that the guy at the lenscrafters commented on how I really did need glasses and then seemed to think that I was driving without any kind of eyesight correction.  'Cause, uh, that would be super dangerous. 

Also, I finished my first knitting commission last ten-day.  Before Thanksgiving I wore these wrist warmers, ) which I made using this pattern, to the office.  I was basically attacked by a co-worker who wanted a pair in hot pink. She provided yarn, and I knitted them up.  Very, very pink. ) When I went to give them to her this morning I found out that she went on vacation early which means they are now living in my car in the parking lot at the office and will probably remain there into the New Year.  Oh, well.  I'm still excited about them. 

Also, I got to fly today instead of driving over ten hours to the project are which always makes me happy.  Particularly since I would have been making the drive by myself, but got to fly with three co-workers who are working on a near-by loop.

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I got
New glasses! ) which look suspiciously like my old glasses.  )  I like them that way.  I did enjoy getting to tell various people over the weekend how exactly I lost them, which resulted in a lot of repressed giggles until I assured the person in question that I found it pretty funny too.  I also enjoyed that the guy at the lenscrafters commented on how I really did need glasses and then seemed to think that I was driving without any kind of eyesight correction.  'Cause, uh, that would be super dangerous. 

Also, I finished my first knitting commission last ten-day.  Before Thanksgiving I wore these wrist warmers, ) which I made using this pattern, to the office.  I was basically attacked by a co-worker who wanted a pair in hot pink. She provided yarn, and I knitted them up.  Very, very pink. ) When I went to give them to her this morning I found out that she went on vacation early which means they are now living in my car in the parking lot at the office and will probably remain there into the New Year.  Oh, well.  I'm still excited about them. 

Also, I got to fly today instead of driving over ten hours to the project are which always makes me happy.  Particularly since I would have been making the drive by myself, but got to fly with three co-workers who are working on a near-by loop.

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On to Thursday in the great list of catchup entries. 

I've determined that fall if my favorite time in New Orleans.  The air suddenly gets crisper and it's no longer unbearably hot.  Add a great breeze and it's just lovely to spend time outside.  Since I prefer to spend my weekends forgetting that I have the ability to drive, great outdoor weather makes me happy.  Thursday and Friday were the first fall like days of the season. Yeah!

I also realized that in many ways I'm not the city girl I've always wanted to be.  I mentioned in the last entry that Letter form New York is my favorite book.  It is a compilation of transcripts from short talks Helene Hanff gave on the BBC's Women's Hour radio show in the late seventies and early eighties about her life in New York.  From the time I found the book in my high school years I've wanted to live that life.  I've wanted to hang out on the stoop with the building's dogs and their owners each night, to attend a democratic block party, and to know what church does the best rendition of Handel's Messiah in the run-up to the Christmas season.  I don't have quite that life, but I do have my little neighborhood with it's shops, restaurants, and park.  And I occasionally get the sense, when walking down a street with people streaming by on either side, that I am in the establishing city shot of some movie or tv show (see the opening moments of Secret Diary of a Call Girl).  I got that sense while downing the quarter getting the yarn to finish my first fandom knitting project.  For future reference, a skein of organic cotton is enough for a wrist warmer and a half. 
Thursday night I attended the Tulane football game, which we won!  Many members of the crew that I work with are fans of professional football which I an not particularly.  I much prefer football at the high school or college level.  I think this boils down to my love of marching bands.  Games are just not the same with out the rousing music and something to look forward to at half time.  When I go to Tulane games I always sit with the band because Arynne used to work for them.  So I always get up close and personal with the peppy music.  Don't even get me started on my love of cadence and quad drums.  Finally, despite my general indifference to professional football I do have a rather ridged routing structure which goes:
  1. The Philadelphia Eagles
  2. The New Orleans Saints
  3. Everyone Else
  4. The Dallas Cowboys
That may reflect my upbringing in that you route for the team from where you live no matter how horrible they might be.  And you never ever call yourself America's team unless you are in fact playing against teams from other countries.  Even then, none of the teams should be from countries within the Americas, so there is really no reason to ever call your self America's team. 
pinksonia: (Alice)
On to Thursday in the great list of catchup entries. 

I've determined that fall if my favorite time in New Orleans.  The air suddenly gets crisper and it's no longer unbearably hot.  Add a great breeze and it's just lovely to spend time outside.  Since I prefer to spend my weekends forgetting that I have the ability to drive, great outdoor weather makes me happy.  Thursday and Friday were the first fall like days of the season. Yeah!

I also realized that in many ways I'm not the city girl I've always wanted to be.  I mentioned in the last entry that Letter form New York is my favorite book.  It is a compilation of transcripts from short talks Helene Hanff gave on the BBC's Women's Hour radio show in the late seventies and early eighties about her life in New York.  From the time I found the book in my high school years I've wanted to live that life.  I've wanted to hang out on the stoop with the building's dogs and their owners each night, to attend a democratic block party, and to know what church does the best rendition of Handel's Messiah in the run-up to the Christmas season.  I don't have quite that life, but I do have my little neighborhood with it's shops, restaurants, and park.  And I occasionally get the sense, when walking down a street with people streaming by on either side, that I am in the establishing city shot of some movie or tv show (see the opening moments of Secret Diary of a Call Girl).  I got that sense while downing the quarter getting the yarn to finish my first fandom knitting project.  For future reference, a skein of organic cotton is enough for a wrist warmer and a half. 
Thursday night I attended the Tulane football game, which we won!  Many members of the crew that I work with are fans of professional football which I an not particularly.  I much prefer football at the high school or college level.  I think this boils down to my love of marching bands.  Games are just not the same with out the rousing music and something to look forward to at half time.  When I go to Tulane games I always sit with the band because Arynne used to work for them.  So I always get up close and personal with the peppy music.  Don't even get me started on my love of cadence and quad drums.  Finally, despite my general indifference to professional football I do have a rather ridged routing structure which goes:
  1. The Philadelphia Eagles
  2. The New Orleans Saints
  3. Everyone Else
  4. The Dallas Cowboys
That may reflect my upbringing in that you route for the team from where you live no matter how horrible they might be.  And you never ever call yourself America's team unless you are in fact playing against teams from other countries.  Even then, none of the teams should be from countries within the Americas, so there is really no reason to ever call your self America's team. 
pinksonia: (Alice)
    We finally got to go back in the field today.  Yeah.  Then it started to rain again at noon so we had to come back in.  Still it made all the difference.  There was action,  miles of walking, briars, and hills.  Lots and lots of hills.  I'm sure in a day or two I'll be back to complaining about briars making me bleed my own blood (incidentally the crew says that frequently, and I'm pretty sure they're quoting someone but I have no idea what it is)  and wishing the hill weren't quite so high and hilly.  But for today it was glorious! 

    Then I finished season (series?) 2 of (new) Dr. Who while reading lots of [livejournal.com profile] who_knits, so I predict that there will be some wrist warmers in my future.  Pretty and cabled!  As for the slightly closer future I almost have a back for the knitted chain mail, so only a front and two sleeves to go.  I suppose that means it's time to figure out how to adapt the sleeves so they're 3/4-length and pointy.  Also remind me never to knit with cotton twine from the hardware store ever again.  It twists up something fierce, so that after every row I have to stand up, hold the ball above my head, and allow the project to unwind.  It really breaks the crafty rhythm. 
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    We finally got to go back in the field today.  Yeah.  Then it started to rain again at noon so we had to come back in.  Still it made all the difference.  There was action,  miles of walking, briars, and hills.  Lots and lots of hills.  I'm sure in a day or two I'll be back to complaining about briars making me bleed my own blood (incidentally the crew says that frequently, and I'm pretty sure they're quoting someone but I have no idea what it is)  and wishing the hill weren't quite so high and hilly.  But for today it was glorious! 

    Then I finished season (series?) 2 of (new) Dr. Who while reading lots of [livejournal.com profile] who_knits, so I predict that there will be some wrist warmers in my future.  Pretty and cabled!  As for the slightly closer future I almost have a back for the knitted chain mail, so only a front and two sleeves to go.  I suppose that means it's time to figure out how to adapt the sleeves so they're 3/4-length and pointy.  Also remind me never to knit with cotton twine from the hardware store ever again.  It twists up something fierce, so that after every row I have to stand up, hold the ball above my head, and allow the project to unwind.  It really breaks the crafty rhythm. 

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