Frizzy

Monday, November 12, 2007

The Perfect Holiday Gift

Projects

I read this article and thought to myself. I want one, too.

http://www.theweekdaily.com/news_opinion/extras/28707/editors_letter.html

I want a cell phone jammer, too.

Sometimes, I am trapped by cell phones. I am trapped in elevators, cars, in line at the store, in my office, at a meal or wherever by someone's cell phone conversation.

I have actually started covering my mouth when I am talking near people to avoid being overheard. I realized that if I were at home no one would listen to me and no one really needed to know what I am plotting.

It drives me nuts when people shout into their cell phone as if they are in a crowded room and no one could possibly hear them anyway. While everyone makes crazy faces at the cell phone shouter, I am the one suggested that she might be more comfortable having her conversation in another room. That is right. I am an advocate of bringing folks back to reality.

WE CAN HEAR YOU AND WE DON'T CARE

In the past, it was cool to have a cell phone. People thought you were important. We were quiet while business deals or medical advice was dispensed. Once, a guy accepted a job offer on his cell phone.

Today, it is just nonsense.

Husbands calling about grocery lists; a guy telling his brother that his girlfriend had filed assault charges before he was able to do so; friends who don't want anything at all but to know what you are doing; chinese food orders; party locations and attendees; or daughters asking their mom where their school uniform is located.

Too Much Information Overload

I want it to stop. Cover your mouth when you answer your phone or don't answer it. Look around you. There are people there. Is your life really that interesting that strangers must be subjected to one-half of your conversation? And for the sake of all things private, don't answer your phone in a public restroom.

Frizzy Hooker

Yarn Stash Afghan Blanket

The baby will not be here until April. I am going to take my time on this one.

I B Knitty

Great Escape Cape

I am having quite a bit of trouble with the whole 'making a seam' issue. I had to buy more yarn. Argh. Thank goodness there was exactly ONE ball remaining of the Eros yarn.

Knotted Openwork Shawl

Still have not touched this one in two weeks.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

What do you believe?

Projects

I do not believe in a lot of things. but there is one thing that I do believe without a doubt in my heart.

I am not clear on Angels, Vampires or reverse-racism but I definitely believe that some things do exist.

I believe in creatures that hide small objects until you give up looking for them.

I believe that ghosts haunt us, although I can't figure out why they would bother.

I believe that you can put too much vanilla in a recipe in opposition to what my mother told me once.

I believe that daisies are the friendliest flowers.

I believe that bluetooth headsets as technology should be banned and no further research should be developed around the concept.

I believe that robots should not be made to look like humans.

I believe that really cheap shoes hurt you in the long run.

I believe that Christmas trees are creepy.

I believe that the act of shaving is symbolic of men's dominance.

But more than any of those listed and many not listed - I believe that Zombies are Real

Seee......

If you believe as I do, then follow this guy's website and order your uniform.

Just think about all of the medicines that are pulled off the market each year. All of the medicines that are probably sitting in a refrigerator - fermenting. Between the fields of bio-chemistry, genetics, religious fanaticism, and anthropology, I think that it is more possible than a national health care system.