<![CDATA[blah-blah-blog...]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC en-us Wed, 23 Apr 2008 17:43:48 GMT <![CDATA[new blog reminder!]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=127
in case you didn't notice, i've moved to a new blog!

dani the geek

8-)

]]> Wed, 23 Apr 2008 17:43:48 GMT <![CDATA[stupid dinos...]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=126 Bad Astronomer:

The more we know about near-Earth asteroids, the better! If you disagree, I suggest going to your local natural history museum and checking out the dinosaur bones. Look around. See how all the dinosaurs on display are dead, and no live ones are around?

Yeah. They didn’t know anything about asteroids. But we do, and we need to learn more.


heh, heh, heh...

]]> Fri, 15 Feb 2008 13:15:48 GMT <![CDATA[fulla starz]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=125 new blog for this pic... it's hi-larious!

dani

]]> Wed, 09 Jan 2008 18:50:38 GMT <![CDATA[mutant monkey from outer space!]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=122 monkey front

this mutant monkey is an alteration caused by not having the same guage as the creator, and then messing up and sliding the pattern repeats by 1/2 each time. the yarn is [magic garden "Buttons" in 882] and the pattern, aside from the monkeyness, is basically generic, only i decreased at the sides instead of a standard gusset, a la the new sock book [New Pathways for Sock Knitters]!

monkey side
'nother view


this sock goes to Amy, but there is one on the way for Maggie, theoretically... i can't guarantee that it'll be the same pattern, i can't guarantee Amy's second sock will be anything like this... i can't even guarantee it'll fit either one!

sigh...]]> Fri, 19 Oct 2007 16:39:47 GMT <![CDATA[Discworld meme]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=121

Which Discworld Character are you like (with pics)
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You scored as Carrot Ironfounderson

You are Captain Carrot Ironfounderson of the City Watch in the greatest city on the Disc – Ankh-Morprok! A truly good natured, honest guy, who knows everyone, and is liked by all. Technically a dwarf, but only by adoption. You’d rather not be reminded that you are the true heir to the throne, but that does explain why people naturally follow your orders…

Carrot Ironfounderson
75%

The Librarian
63%

Commander Samuel Vimes
50%

Death
44%

Greebo
44%

Esmerelda (Granny) Weatherwax
38%

Rincewind
38%

Lord Havelock Vetinari
38%

Cohen The Barbarian
38%

Gytha (Nanny) Ogg
25%
]]> Fri, 19 Oct 2007 15:06:16 GMT <![CDATA[Ithaca = Mecca?]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=119 FemiKnitMafia) whose knitting blog i've been reading for a while now (well, since i started reading blogs, like April-ish?) who has declared Ithaca to be her 2nd favorite lesbian mecca.

that explains why people thought Amy and i were dating, then, doesn't it!

well, those who knew us a little... total strangers thought we were twins, and closer friends hadn't ever had to guess...

sigh... maybe i shouldn't have gone around calling her my fiancée?

%-)

]]> Thu, 11 Oct 2007 16:35:40 GMT <![CDATA[anxiety?]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=118
i hate anxiety dreams!

and they pop up at the most inconvenient times..

like after a really nice wedding, and a really good meal, and even a good visit with a friend i haven't seen for months.

it's sometimes hard to say where the anxiety comes from. the wedding; the sunburn /bug attack possibilities inherent in an outdoor wedding; the sitting in the corner, even with the aforementioned friend; the preponderance of marriage in my (ever so small) circle of friends; the fact that the friend demanded we skip the toast portion of the wedding and go off for bagels, to which i acquiesced; the fact she wouldn't stay at my place last night (house too messy or just nervous about her cat?); the sitting at a table full of geeks and still being the one sitting in the "corner" while conversations went on around me?

the sock i made that changed it's mind to not fit and the fruit about to go bad that i threw out may have something to do with it, but that last one made me tear up, so i guess i'm gonna have to vote for that one...

hence the diary portion of this entry (boy, is this ever going to see the light of day?)

the dream itself was chock full of anxieties, so multiple problems are perfectly reasonable (as is pms, a fact never to be ignored when tears are involved). there were late-to-work anxieties, have-to-do-dishes anxieties, moldy-food-in-the-cupboards anxieties, and the never popular being-replaced-by-someone-cuter-so-they-all-ignore-me anxiety. hmm... i'm beginning to see a pattern here.

so the dream started as an altered terrain dream, with my parent's house, or a reasonable facsimile of it. then there was the waking-up-being-late issue, followed by the been-replaced-by-a-younger-cuter-version-because-you-grew-up-and-the- show-was-losing-it's-demographic aspect (yeah, i watched sitcoms in the 80's.... i'm much better now) this was followed by what appeared to be a breakfast dilemma... which i didn't even realize was an anxiety problem! inside the dream, it seemed i had had dreams that involved people's breakfast choices, where they ate healthy while ate my usual... or something. but instead of them (the new kid) eating healthy, they were throwing out all the oatmeal and muesli since it had gone bad. there were also piles of dirty dishes being washed, and when i stuck my hands in to help a little, i ended up being the only one doing them!

there was also a touch of the little kid standing there waiting impatiently as i had snitched his dishrag, but somehow i couldn't just give it back to him (guilt?). this sounds like my previously mentioned issue?

well, i'm going to post this now, since this is where i woke up and started writing this entry before i forgot all the ramifications...

i think it's time for Alton, Captain Jack, or maybe the Power Rangers... yeah, don't ask...

%-)
]]> Sun, 23 Sep 2007 11:45:45 GMT <![CDATA[Arrr...]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=117 arrr!


it be talk like a pirate day, ya scurvy dogs! but it's a sad day here, as i be fallin' down on th' job, methinks, though i been trying, i have!


i had a speech all ready for the salty dog what drives the bus.... "ahoy cap'n, this be a fine ferry ye be drivin' this glorious mornin'"... but my liver turned to lillys and i said "good morning"... sigh... i mean arrr...


i be wearin' me shirt from Pirate Booty, but in the office i be coverin' up my colors w' a sweater... (in me own defense, it be cold enough to shiver timbers in here!)


i suppose it don't say ye has to talk like a pirate all the day long... or does it? arrr... some pirate i be!


arrr.... i mean, sigh...


%-)



(i be off to home to be bakin' some squash and knittin' me socks... what? didn't i already establish my total and complete lack of pirate cred?)


]]> Wed, 19 Sep 2007 19:22:28 GMT <![CDATA[socks for Dad]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=114 soc - orange cable 1
this is the new sock for my dad. the next one may or may not bee the same pattern. i'm really fond of the Single Sock Liberation Movement, and i may just continue the trend... even for Dad... ]]> Mon, 17 Sep 2007 16:29:16 GMT <![CDATA[alton joke!]]> http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-i3Ivkawleq0FYSlViGGC?p=113 http://www.homeonthestrange.com/view.php?ID=259

what? not everyone follows the gospel of the good eater?

gasp!

8-)

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