Monday, October 02, 2006

A Tale of Three Socks -- Sockwars style

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of socks, it was the epoch of assasination, it was the season of Wool, it was the season of Needles, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.



I tried to kill my target. I had some nice socks knit up. I put them in the mail, like so many other things I mail, in an envelope. Sadly only one of them arrived. So I got an email from my target asking if I had enough yarn for her to knit another sock.
The dogs and I mourned the news. See their suffering. I figured I probably did because while I sent a bit along for any necessary repairs. Which I also expect didn't arrive. I had been working off two balls of yarn. They started at nearly the same point, but not exactly the same point in the ball. So... they were sort of cousin socks, despite the fact I thought I had them starting on the same part of the reapeat. I have no idea which of the cousins arrived. That and having two ends of the two different balls of the same yarn I can't imagine trying to get the stripes to line up. So now they'll be more like second cousin socks.


I am however making progress. I didn't quite make my goal of getting to the heel flap tonight, but I'm close. Maybe one more episode of good eats. Then tomorrow the turn and gusset, and maybe a fair bit of foot. I have plans nearly every night this week. Well all of them I think, except maybe tomorrow. Between dinner, movies, trapshooting,gaiming I hardly know when I'll knit. But there's always that time they pay me to be working. I can knit then. My pessemsitic goal is to have this poor lost sock in the mail by the end of the week. The ideal goal is Wednesday. We'll see. I have to get moving on it though because I have to knit and felt a hat by the 13th. Here's a photo of our current state of affairs.

3 Comments:

At 10/02/2006 3:49 PM, Blogger Cupcake Porterhouse said...

I can't even express my joy that you're making me another sock! It could be an estranged second cousin, twice removed, and I'd love it! And you're right, the repair yarn didn't make it, either. You're the BEST ASSASSIN EVER!

 
At 10/09/2006 9:25 PM, Blogger Mark said...

Fascinating!

Many people would cast dispersions on sock wars, but not me! Just this posting is 10,000X better than my accounting homework. I'll give you an example.

Anyone want to hazard an answer to:

"Distinguish between the indirect and direct methods of reporting net cash flows provided by (used in) operating activities."

I can distinguish between the two methods. Between these two methods is evil, a sinister evil of the blackest kind...accountancy.

This evil is discrimination at its most wicked roots. What else can one call a profession dedicated to segregating poor defenseless money into tiny little buckets with no chance of escape without an offsetting entry somewhere else.

EVIL! EVIL I TELL YOU!

Laura - sorry for hijacking your blog, but I'm working on very little sleep right now.

 
At 10/09/2006 9:59 PM, Blogger LT said...

Hijack away little brother of mine!

That's the funniest thing I've read in weeks.

 

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