Shut Up & Knit!

FFS!

Having a week.  Will be back when I can be back.

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The kids at Typepad have rolled out a new Pinterest button thingy for those users who want their content stolen and placed on that other site or some such nosense.  They have also linked to some code that may block folks from stealing our content.  All info found here... you'll have to go to comments for the code linky.

Btw, looks like this might work on other bloggers platforms, too.

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Subconsious Mutterings

1. Unsolicited :: Advice
2. House ::  Call  :: Booty
3. 24 hours ::  On Duty
4. Permission ::  Ask Mistress
5. Inbox ::  Empty  ::  Unloved
6. Presidential ::  Pants
7. Rising ::  Hopes
8. Hold ::  Out
9. Hourglass ::  Figure
10. More ::  Annoying Nonsense

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Turns out a "swallow test" is not even close to what you might think it is.

Yeah, ponder that for a while, people.  If the handspun I'm soaking ever stops bleeding, I'll be back to complain about the dyer and the cute boy at my CVS. 

xo

Post #1400

Still not sure how it happened and I really don't want to know or think about what I've said, but here we are!

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Our Kat talked about a great customer service experience yesterday in her blog.  Some circular needles failed on her and the maker, Signature Needles Arts, were not only professional but caring and lovely.  She received a reply from the President of the company (!!!) with some history and the reasons why they do what they do. 

Makes me want to cast on for something using my beloved Signature circular needles.  More so because I'm sitting here waiting for something that should have been delivered last week to be mailed this week (!!!) after the vendor lied to me and I'm guessing assumes I'm too stupid to know any better.  Just another reason to keep buying from the good people while avoiding the ones who just don't measure up.

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Unconscious Mutterings

1. Conditions ::  of Release
2. Transfer ::  of Funds
3. August ::  8th
4. Glasses ::  Smudged
5. Crown ::  Royal
6. Release ::  Denied
7. Incriminating ::  Smile
8. Island ::  of the Crazy Bitchz
9. Manners ::  Miss
10. Sentence ::  Life

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Happy Friday, people!

Rhymes with a certain kind of cake.

Yes, there's a story.  No, it's not for you.

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So you wanna start a knit blog! 

Well, honey, I'm not going to try to talk you out of it because you can't reason with crazy, however, I would like to offer a little friendly advice. 

01.  Spell check is your friend.

02.  Do not spam Ravelry with a link to your blog and expect to have ANYONE like you and/or read you more than once.

03.  If you ask for people to read your blog and give you feedback, do not argue with them.  "I know my grammar is bad, but it's too late to do anything about it now" and you're 12 is not going to make you any friends or fans.  However, it could get you mocked on someone else's blog.  *waves hello*

04.  Do not expect to have big deal blogger numbers.  EVER!  Most people never get hundreds of comments on every post, and trust me, that's for the best. Replying to comments is a huge time suck!

05.  Use spell check!

06.  When you have a finished object to photograph, FFS! clean the background area first!  Make your bed, then put down the sweater.  Do dishes and scrub the sink before showing off the dish cloth.  Clear a patch of carpet AND vacuum before laying out a schmata.  No one wants to know that you live in an animal or see your bong or know what kind of undies you wear.  Nor do you want people emailing around a link to your blog so they can all go to G+ and debate WTF is that thing in the corner of your photograph.

07.  While all projects cannot be winners, please try to own your tragic ones.  If you are overly proud of something that is clearly flawed, you could very well end up with an unfortunate nickname like the Tragic Sock for example.  (I still miss her and sort of wish she would update, but sort of not.)

08.  Also.  No one needs to see 15 photos of your afghan in progress.  Not even if you are wrapped up in it like there's a blizzard outside and your heat is out.  Nor do we need to see 25 FO photos of you in a sweater.  Trust me.  We know it's sweater.  Post one modeled shot, one flat shot and move on. 

09.  Which brings me to the unalienable truth of blogging that we all must keep in mind.  No one thinks you're nearly as interesting/smart/funny as you think you are.  Not your mother.  Not your cat.  Not the random dude in your bed.  NO ONE!  When posting, try to offer something for those people reading you can comment on.  Give them something or they may turn on you and that's never pretty.

10.  Which reminds me, do not email around to find out why people are not commenting on your blog.  People can smell the desperate.

/cleansing breath

Come back next week, my darlings, when Aunt Cranky will point out errors some etsy shop keepers have made.  Yes, it's going to be that kind of year.

Feeling The Monday Love As Only I Can

I love Typepad for always being consistent about not caring about how I blog, what I need as a blogger or trying to understand how I interact with all y'all.  I'm not sure how I would handle a blogging company that gave a rat's ass about me, my blog or how and why I do what I do.

Hey Girl!  It's Rachel Maddow!  I love this site.  So much better/smarter/more appealing than the one about that Ryan kid.  Also love the blog where I found the link to this site.  I'd link y'all but I know what kind of people lurk here, and people I like do not need to be stalked by crazy bitches.  It's bad enough I am.

Lost Girl.  On the tragically named SyFy network.  I watched the first 2 episodes over the weekend and love it.  I had been a little concerned when I heard about the series.  ComCast, which own NBC/Universa, whichl runs SyFy after all.  None of those folks are known for their high standards or grasp of quality scifi.  However!  I think the show has potential.  No, I'm not just saying that because the lead actors are attractive.  Although, heaven knows, that doesn't hurt.

Mostly, right now, I'm loving the six bobbins of singles I have waiting for me. 

Next stop, plying party!

"My phone loves you best!"

Last Friday in the dark tiny hours of my morning (crack of 6.30), my phone began to vibrate.  It's so loud that it woke me.  By the time I got my headset/ear piece thingy in my ear, the call had ended.  I called back, thinking/fearing the worst, and was told that she dropped the phone on the laundry room floor and it called me.  Well of course, it did.  Who else would it call for help?

This was a reminder to me that I really am an old fire horse in some ways.  It took me over hour to get back to sleep and I was off kilter for the rest of the day.  This was even better than the text photo that I got one morning at 5.30.  This also makes me grateful that the Age of the Booty Call is over in my world.  Clearly, I'm just too old for that nonsense now.

Then there was this...

Aren't they pretty?!

 

They were custom made and shipped to me in less than a week.  In fact, I got them a week after I had ordered them.  I'm thrilled and very impressed.  I've also decided that next time I'm depressed and need something shiny to cheer myself up, I'm going back to this vendor. 

They are poppy earrings, btw.  :p 

&  Speaking of poppies, it's been raining off and on for the last few days.  While we did have a day where it was too windy to use an umbrella, mostly it's been umbrella friendly rain and I couldn't be happier.

This is very good for the snow lovers, for the water supply and for my beloved poppy umbrella.

Speaking of love, did you see our Cindy's blog post today yesterday?