Thanks to Melissa, I found this English-to-Pirate translator (even though I missed Talk-like-a-pirate day, alas!). So here's my ghosts' stories, in piratey.
The pirate speaks,
"I found out more about Ethan ayeterday. Turns out he be a buckoly, if morose, ghost. He wanders t' halls searchin' for his lost buxom beauty, who went t' Davy Jones' locker givin' birth t' his child in t' St. Augustine room. There be also a second ghost, a madam who was went t' Davy Jones' locker involuntarily. Shockin'. I've yet to find anyone who's actually seen either o' them, alas."
Hee hee. That's really quite fun. Go ahead, everyone. Compose a speech to your boss, translate, and let the fun begin.
Okay, now the exploring has gone wild. Check this out, the League of Space Pirates secret hideout. They seem to be a band along the lines of the Phenomenauts (my favorite band ever), but I can't find much reference to their music. Odd.
By the way my pirate name is Joan Short Arse. I'm not even going to put that link in, it was very silly. And I had to try three different versions of my name before I got THAT.
Knitting news. My Low Tech is looking fabulous!! I wasn't excited about the yarn choice at first (blue to white Peaches and Cream cotton), mostly because it reminded me of every toilet paper cover I have ever seen from the seventies. I thought I would have to abandon the sweater idea and knit it up into a little skirt a la Gone With the Wind, then stick a dolly head on it, and leave it in some stranger's bathroom.
That would be freaky. "My home's been broken into!" "Calm down sir, are the intruders still in the house?" "no, no... it's very quiet" "Okay sir, can you tell if anything has been taken?" "No, TV, VCR, DVD, incredibly expensive sound system, massive comic book and collectable toy collection, it's all still there... OH MY GOD!! THEY'VE LEFT ME A... A... A HIDEOUS TOILET PAPER DOLLY!!"
I may have to do that, if I ever degenerate into a life of crime, if just for the sake of the 911 dispatcher who would be pissing her pants at this point.
Anyway, as soon as I got away from the moss stitch and into the stockinette, it started to look excellent. I love the way the variegations are playing out. The only thing; as usual, it's too big. I'm doing the very smallest size this time!! Sheesh. I thought about decreasing a bit in the middle (when I noticed it), but who's ever heard of a fitted hoody? Ah well, hoodies are meant to be big anyway. I'll love it.
Two hours to go until work. I shall fortify myself with a cappuccino and much knitting, then bravely set off to face my two ghosts. If I sound different in my next post, don't worry, I've just been possessed.
Your hypothetical 911 dispatcher is not the only one laughing so hard as to piss one's pants right now... I'm falling out of my chair laughing at the toilet paper dolly. :-)
Posted by: melissa | February 03, 2004 at 01:38 PM
You've got me peeing my pants -- does that count? The idea of being a toilet-paper-dolly terrorist is SO GOOD. Who came up with the idea of those half-doll, crocheted skirt things? And how did it catch on? And is there some other craft somewhere in the world that only uses the bottom half of dolls?
Posted by: alison | February 03, 2004 at 07:54 PM
It's nice that you keep Sis's interests at heart... ;)
Posted by: Ann | February 04, 2004 at 11:53 PM
Okay, so there are a few toilet paper dollies at my mother's house that only come out of deep storage when my grandmother visits. They match the wallpaper. How scary.
So, I'm wondering, do you ever swatch for these projects that always turn out too big. Maybe you're easy, I mean loose, like yer big sister. Maybe you just need a bigger sister to give the sweaters to . . .
Posted by: Kira | February 06, 2004 at 09:39 PM