Tuesday, November 09, 2010

In Which I Pass You Off to a Master for Entertainment

Another night has come, by which I mean the evening has passed in the blink of an eye. It's mysterious, how that happens, how I look up and it's time to think about getting ready for bed.

So in lieu once again of more self-generated content, I will direct you to today's post by the Yarn Harlot.

To understand today, you need to know that yesterday, she wrote about the project she was finishing up, or in knitting terms binding off (aka casting off), and invited her readers to submit haiku on the theme. Which many of us did, apparently. Enough that she had server problems, and had to call tech support. She talked to Kevin:
Kevin: Sorry. I'm just looking at your comment log. How come all the comments are three lines?
Me: The readers are writing Knitting Haiku.
Kevin: ...... what?
Me: Knitting haiku. They're writing it. That's why there's so many comments.

The pause that followed was delicious. I could tell that more than anything else what Kevin wanted to say was ARE YOU SERIOUS THAT IS SO WHACKED but instead, placed in a dilemma of a professional nature, Kevin said the only thing he could.

Kevin: .....Of course they are.
Knitters. A force to be reckoned with. I love it.

You might want to look at those haiku, particularly if you're a knitter, or know one. Some of these people are, in the local (Boston, not Toronto) vernacular, wicked smart.

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