totally fabricated

Well I just discovered that wordpress doesn’t save drafts, so accidentally clicking on the wrong thing doesn’t work out so well.

In short, an attempted (photo) shooting at 2am yielded murky blobs and the smell of burning hair. The culprits included the gimmicky camera in my ibook, the awkwardly tall halogen lamp, and an otherwise dark room.

The sock is well on its way. I made it to my anklebone within just a few days, but want to check out one possibly deformed stitch before moving on to the heel. Thus it’s been sitting in knitting purgatory for a few days. Along with the sweater that i threw into the corner in August.

That sweater panel, a marvel of modern logic, has 4 stitches per inch all the way across it’s length. It has 93 stitches. It is 26 inches long. That’s a few inches longer than (93/4)=23.25. Gaaa! Perhaps it has grown smaller in its old age and deserves another check-up after its 6 months all alone.