possibly intoxicated pelican
So I have one of those fancy Treo phones that would do my laundry if I asked it nicely. Truthfully, I probably don’t need all those bells and whistles... but I love the thing. It’s really shiny.
One of the features of my online-through-my-cellphone service is that I get news updates automatically sent to me as text messages. These can range from sports statistics to CNN headlines.
The other day I received the following news text message. This was the entire thing:
Possibly Intoxicated Pelican Runs Into Windshield of Motorist on Pacific Coast Highway
My questions:
1. By what method would one determine the level of intoxication (if any at all) of a pelican?
2. Where did said pelican come across the intoxicant?
3. What text-message-newsman was sitting at this desk when this item flashed across his screen and thought, “Gee, I’d better get this one out to the public ASAP”?
4. Should I be on the lookout for possibly intoxicated pelicans? What about their definitely intoxicated counterparts?
5. Wouldn’t “The Possibly Intoxicated Pelicans” make a fantastic band name?
(anyone else read Dave Barry?)
Yes, yes. Back to knitting. Definitely drunk knitting.
First, here’s a picture of my stash (sorry the quality is so low tonight), since you all deserve a peek into my addiction. It’s ridiculous. When we moved into this house, all of these shelves were here (the previous owners were CD collectors), and for two years they remained empty. Then - light bulb! A place for my yarn! Yes, I’m on a major yarn diet:
And here’s a picture of my most recently acquired goodies:
I’ve got four hanks of this Colinette Mohair in color Mint Chocolate (got these off eBay - I don’t think they make this color anymore). Mmmm.
And a bit more:
Mmmmm. Lorna’s. This is Shepherd Worsted. The top hank is color Gold Hill and the bottom is color Irving Park. I have a... thing for Lorna’s. Maybe it’s hometown love (they’re based in Chicago). Mostly it’s just a burning desire to molest any of her yarn that comes my way.
Still cranking away on my toeless socks - I’ve turned the heel, and now I’m working on the gussets. This is usually the part where I start getting bored, so I’m going to put on a good movie and just knit my way through.
Keep an eye out for those pelicans, my friends. You have been warned.
Today’s Scrap comes courtesy of the number 6 and the letter V.
Ok, it comes courtesy of me. But 6 and V have been bugging me to let them play.
I give you a quote from one of my favorite comedians.
“The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.”
-- George Carlin
Snerk.
the knit mongrel
Tuesday, September 5, 2006
