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Smack, Knitbug!

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Did anyone else ever play the “Slugbug” game as a child? We loooooved to play it when I was a kid, since there were six of us and we frequently had to travel long distances when moving between air bases.¬† The game never stops, EVER, once you start playing. I’ve been playing with my siblings for almost 30 years now. Whenever you see a VW Beetle, you smack the closest player on the arm and yell “Slugbug!” before they can. I’m sure you can see why it was so popular what with the gratuitous, yet mild violence involved.

Ever since I started knitting, I find myself wanting the equivalent of the game every time I see an unexpected situation involving knitting. Of course, I don’t think it will have the same amount of competition involved in my estrogen-deprived household. It’s just me and Jasmine the cat against the four boys, but in all fairness, we DO rule the roost.

But I digress, I present my first “Knitbug!” to share with you. I was watching Food Network the other day and saw this humorous commercial and got all excited thinking it was going to be a knitting show.

It turns out it’s a rather clever show mocking old Martha Stewart episodes called “Whatever, Martha!”. I know I plan to watch when it comes on. Who hasn’t silently skewered some of the ridiculous things that Martha Stewart demonstrates? Don’t get me wrong, I looooove Martha. If you ever thought that she doesn’t have a sense of humor, all you have to do is watch her when she goes on Conan O’Brian. She always shows up half-lit, and her and Conan have a grand old time.

Oh, and KNITBUG! Bet you didn’t see that coming, huh? I saw this in the news a while back and thought I’d share. Making math with yarn…who’d have thought it was possible?

Going back to work has been a really really trying and exhausting experience with a 3 month old and 7 year old, so I’ll have to post some FOs next time.

Written by Milwaukee Knit Chick

September 25, 2008 at 10:57 pm

Posted in Humor, Knit Philosophy

Monday, Bloody Monday

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Ahhh, I love the smell of politics in the air. My degree is actually in political science, and I luuuurv me some politics. I would bet money that the primaries contributed to my high blood pressure in the third trimester.

I’m like a junkie whenever the debates are on. I have to listen to every last opinion on what the analysts think. And when the actual election happens…well, lets just say that I don’t get any sleep that night. I usually scour the cable news channels, watching every last update until they declare a winner.

On Monday morning, the Republican National Convention started in St. Paul, my hometown. Of course, we gave them a real Minnesota welcome.

I don’t think I’m the only Minnesotan who wondered why in the world the Republicans decided to have it here. Minnesota is a hippie state. The small minority who aren’t granola-munching, hemp-wearing liberals¬† are actually even farther out there and worship at the altar of the Independent parties. Ralph Nader had a field day up here. Heck, we even voted in a professional wrestler as governor! Paul Wellstone really typified the sort of politics that happen up here. Yeah yeah, I know the Republicans would love to turn Minnesota into a red state, but I really don’t see that happening. We haven’t voted for a Republican president since Nixon in 1972, and boooy did we learn from our mistake!

But seriously, I may be a card-carrying member of the Democratic party, but why did the damn anarchists have to come and ruin a perfectly good peaceful protest? (Ok, I realize that sounds pretty funny, as anarchy is all about chaos.) There were thousands of people who came and protested in a lawful manner, and then a small group of idiots show up to riot, ruining the impact of those who were really making an effort. They had to call in the National Guard for goodness sakes!

I was going to go to the rally myself, and now I’m glad that I didn’t. When a riot brakes out, the lines blur and the police can make mistakes about who is involved. I certainly don’t need a face full of tear gas. I’m really glad that I didn’t decide to go back to work until next week. I don’t even want to think about how bad the traffic and parking was this week.

In knitting news, I finished the first sock, and then started a pair of baby booties from my Happy Feet yarn. When I’m done with the booties I’ll finish the second sock. I think I’ll call them the RNC socks and booties. I may even get some time to do it this weekend, as Andy and Aidan are going to the cabin with my in-laws, and I am going with Jamie to Milwaukee to visit my parents. I’m sure I can convince someone to hold the baby while I pick up my knitting needles. That’s what grandparents are for, right?

I leave you with one of my favorite quotes of all time.

Written by Milwaukee Knit Chick

September 4, 2008 at 11:26 pm

Posted in Politics