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I’m a big blog reader. I’ve got quite the list of blogs in my reader that I read through during the day. But I’m not really a big blog commenter. In fact I usually just don’t comment. Like not at all.

That’s right. I lurk. I’m a blog lurker.

But I really don’t like that term. It makes me seem like I’m some sort of shady character reading someone’s blog, quietly scheming as I read each entry, slowly plotting some sort of evil plan. But that’s not me at all. I like reading about people’s process, seeing pictures of their latest project or lamenting the lack of glitter glue in the world today. Most of the time I just don’t have anything to add. Well like pretty much all the time I’m without response. Nothing to say.

Usually this doesn’t bother me at all. But lately it feels like I’m not fully participating in the whole crafty blog world. I’m not part of the conversation, just listening in. Or something.

So I’ve started to make an effort to comment on the blogs I read regularly. It’s only been a few days of it and I’m still at that point where I feel stupid for being the 12th person to say ‘neat sweater’ and have nothing better to add. But I figure it will get better. At some point I’ll be used to saying something and won’t feel like such a dweeb.

‘Great job! Love the colours!’

sox Sox SOX!

By popular demand I bring you a schematic of the Squid Sucks Cuttlefish Socks’ progress (pre Pro Knitter status). Apparently schematics are going to be my thing. I can dig that. They’re fun to make and don’t require good lighting. Though a decent memory and some mad Bezier skillz are required.

Right. So here the sock kind of looks like some sort of biker tatooish sort of thing. I think that the black outlines don’t help. But you get a general idea. Squid on the leg that wraps around the entire sock. Depths of ocean background with ‘brackish’ water changes every 3.5 inches or so. I’m kind of fudging so that there isn’t a huge medium blue section from foot to leg over the heel. And the colour changes are a nice way to break up the monotony of knitting 9.5 inches of straight stockinette foot. Much more digestible in 3.5 in increments.

Generally I’m reconsidering my lukewarm sentiments towards socks. Mostly I blame the Knitting Philistine for knitting such fabulous socks out of the yummiest of yarns. I’m planning to expand my knowledge of such schmancy artisan yarns and try out all those patterns that the internets keep going crazy for.

I have no monkeys, no jaywalkers, no pomatomus, no giottos, no charades, etc. I haven’t Jitterbugged, Trekking XXLed, Noro Sock yarned, Socks that Rocked, Cherry Tree Hilled, Lorna’s Laced, Hello Yarned. I have treated myself to some Cherry Tree and Lorna’s, they remain uncaked waiting for me to progress on other projects as well as a bunch of fab patterns provided during SP11 that demand to be knitted. I have however picoted and Fleece Artist Sea Wooled which was quite nice.

I generally feel like I am behind with my following of the knitterly trends, what with the not being ‘out’ and online with my knitting until quite recently. I’m generally not one to follow, but I feel that in knitland, where there’s a trend, there’s a fabu project to be had.

I have to add the challenge that I have yet to knit myself a pair of socks that actually fit. That’s right. I’ve made myself 3 pairs and all three end up on the slouchy side. Two have been passed up to my mom and her slightly larger feets. The funniest part is that I am able to knit socks for others without issue. Maybe it’s a gauge thing. Maybe it’s a stitch count thing. But it definitely warrants further experimentation and study. Could be that the Continental skillz may make things better. Hard to say at this point. Socks might become my lunch time knitting thing in future.

Any other sock yarns I should add to the menu?

But back to the Professional Knitterly tasks at hand. Yes Mona, I’m making progress. I’m just about on gauge with the one (like a stitch off) and on gauge with the other. I’m going to finish the second gauge swatch today and make my evaluations this evening. Because I’m a smarty pantz knitter, the gauge is the same size as the project, so depending on gauge, I’ll rip out some garter rows and keep chugging until I run out of the yarn.

The Internet brings out the stalker in me

I’m not a stalker in real life, I swear! (Although I hear that’s the oldest trick in the stalker book, I hold by my assertion). But for some reason all these social networking sites really bring out the stalker in me. Though I like to think that Internet Stalking is not nearly as serious as the real life kind.

Let this be a formal notification to the Internet, if you comment on my blog/Flickr/Ravelry project (or favourite said items) I will be checking your profile and your project listings/photos and possibly even your blog/Etsy store. It’s just the way it goes. In fact, it’s now part of my daily routine to check the Ravelry/Flickr for comments/favoriting/etc., and the good old Sitemeter is my best friend, I’ve even started using the Flickr stats feature too (!!!).

I’m not like keeping lists or anything, no Excel spreadsheets have been set up, well, Sitemeter does that crap for me, but other than that, it’s just interesting for me to watch who’s paying attention. On the blog, it’s mostly Canada (really Montreal & area—mad props to Montreal Knittters, holla if you hear me!), with some Eastern US attention too (send Red Vines), but in the past few weeks, the next group has shifted from the UK to Norway. I think it’s those mittens…but welcome! Never been to Norway, but Sweden’s close right? Spent a fun few days in Stockholm a couple of Novembers ago. Nice town. Country landscape very similar to Alberta in the early winter but with cooler rocks. Loved that Sweden’s souvenirs were also stuffed mooses.

I’ve developed few of my own Ravelry rules. Friend me on Ravelry or Flickr, I’ll friend you back (it’s weird that it’s a one way relationship, like I can consider us ‘friends’ but you don’t have to acknowlege it at all…what’s the deal?). If you favourite one of my projects, I’m gonna check out your profile and projects and it could possibly go to the Flickr/Blog/Etsy store level. If you comment on a project of mine, I’m gonna reply (usually just to say thanks yo!) in addition to the profile/project/blog stalk.

And if you’re Pinneguri (Ravelry) and have favourited a project, nominated them for a Bobby, and continue to berate me for not accepting a compliment, I’m gonna friend you on Ravelry, and blog stalk you (even if I can’t read most of it). She’s made many a fine pair of mitten, so I guess I better accept her compliments as an official mitten expert.

So consider yourselves officially warned….but I wouldn’t worry about looking over your shoulder for me in a dark alley. Stalking is just for the internets.

Blogs that have recently been ‘Janed’ (or read from the beginning, near beginning, or from what Google Reader would load for me while at Boring Job™):

Lolly Knitting Around—recommended by the Google bots
Knits & Pieces—friended me on Ravelry & favourited the Mittens
Hello Yarn—Favourited & commented (!!!) on the mittens & recommended by Google bots
Knit and Tonic—Google bots & I’ve knit her Le’Slouch enough times to actually read her blog

I’m currently reading my way through Cosmicpluto Knits! Not a new discovery, just figured it should be properly Janed (see above).

Now if you’ll excuse me, the Mittens have been favourited a few more times

Saturday with Auntie

I had to go to work today. I know working on a Saturday ranks low in the working world, but for those of us who suffer from ‘sporadic employment’ with hourly pay don’t tend to mind the extra hours, even if it cuts into the knitting time. At the moment I’m temping at an ad agency in downtown Montreal and was asked to come in to help prepare a pitch for a national campaign. Sounds all glamourous right? Really I was expecting to be working my exacto magic with some mad foamcore mounting skillz. Turns out I didn’t do much at all. Look for some stock photos (loving the new Getty Images btw), some light Photoshop and Quark wrangling. But my willingness to come in and help out made me the hero of the hour in the Studio. Adds to the superhero status which never hurts for my rep with my placement agency.

Oh and I want to mention how amazingly better working on a Saturday was with this company than with the other job that had me come in. First, people were all relaxed, friendly, came by and said hi. Next the studio guys left me a jelly filled doughnut from the previous day (plus the fact that the project manager bought us doughnuts in the first place). Finally someone came in especially to tell me that they had bought a bunch of amazing French pastries for everyone. This especially blew my mind as I am not only a temp, but working in the studio at the bottom of the food chain and all these Art Directors, Creative Directors, Client Service Managers, and VPs were being so considerate. Definitely not something I would expect from previous experience with similar high ranking types.

Also, the work load was light. I had an extended lunch break with only a couple of light things in the afternoon. I found myself with a large block of free time so I decided to meet someone introduced to me by my Secret Pal, Crazy Aunt Purl. No, I hadn’t been formally introduced to this lovely blogger before and instantly wondered where’d she been all my life! Or at least since I started reading knitting blogs.

I begun where I usually begin with a new blog, from the beginning! Well occasionally I do. Really I poke around some of the blogger’s projects, recent entries for the funnie, original designs, etc. But because of the recommendation from my Pal (and my feeling stupid for not knowing Crazy Aunt Purl alreadies, I decided to dig deeper. And a treasure I did find.

SO MUCH with the funnie! I laughed, I almost cried, I laughed until I cried, and I only made it to April 2005. My favourite bit is when she yelled at the Crazy Bus people for making the Bus Driver cry on her first day of work. As one who relies on public transportation and internally bemoans the complainers, I am so happy to see that she wouldn’t let that crap fly. Plus who doesn’t secretly wish they could pull off saying y’all?