Because it's all about me...
|I managed to sit down at cruise the knittyboard last night, and discovered a Knittyboard Blogstalking 2.0 thread. It seems that it's starting back up, and the theme of the first post is "Who I am" |
Well, I am the person who suggested blogstalking in the first place.
There was a thread way back when which started out discussing the possibility of knittyboarders chatting with each other via skype...since I am not someone who does well with talking to strangers IRL, I suggested a summer "blogger comment swap" where each participant would be given a list of 10 or so blogs to follow and anonymously comment on regularly. People liked the idea, and it eventually developed into a group of bloggers who would post themes on a near-weekly basis.
Of course, the old thread has disappeared, so I can't prove it.
And this of course reminds me of the plotline in the move "Romy and Michelle" where the Mira Sorvino character decides to say that she came up with the idea behind Post-It notes, and when the Lisa Kudrow character wants to have come up with an idea too, Mira says that she can say she came up with the idea of making them yellow. And then the JaneAnn Garofalo character points out that a guy she knew from MIT invented Post-It notes, and hilarity ensues...
But I digress. Let's get back to me:
I do enjoy glamming it up, but what I really like to do is to find the beauty in the everyday. There is a section of my drive home from the hospital that I look forward to everyday. On the westbound 401 just before you get to Pickering, there is a curve in the highway. This is also the point where highway lights start. The curve of the road is mirrored by the procession of lightposts against the sky, and if it's near or past sunset, it's also picked up in the stream of headlights of the eastbound traffic. It's beautiful, and every day it's different - different sky, different time of day. Of course, since I'm usually driving about 120 km/hr at the time, I'll never catch a photo of it to show you. Unless I get stuck in a traffic jam, and have my camera with me.
But I do sometimes catch pictures of these things that I see. Sometimes they even resemble knitting motifs:
Argyles in the snow...
Sometimes chevrons too...
Even yarnovers and dropped stitches.One more thing about me is that I'm more than happy to let sleeping cats lie
Turtlegirl asked about how I could use Greedo as a backdrop for yarn shots. For the most part, he sleeps so soundly that he won't change position for hours, and when he does eventually wake up, he's not in a big hurry to leave his nice warm spot. Of course, once I tried to lay some yarn on him while he was sleeping, and the tail of yarn hit him first, and immediately triggered a rudimentary "I have just been touched by a snake" feline reflex, causing him to go from sleeping to jumping up about a foot in the air within a microsecond.