Domestic Thursday Returns

The yarn for this scarf - Elsbeth Lavold's Hempathy - cycled through two failed tank tops, before I realized it was never meant to be a garment. Now I'm churning out a version of Summer Flies. The hemp yarn, combined with the open pattern, should make the scarf light enough to wear three seasons of this year. Sadly, the beer I'm drinking right now will last only one - it's Beau's seasonal "Festivale" beer, which I bought at the end of its summer run. The style is altbier, and it is delicious, or at least almost as delicious as beginning to knit again, after a long absence from the needles.

Ring-a-ding-ding

I had originally scheduled a long, somewhat whiny post to explain a month full of weirdness on my part. But then my phone rang. 

And it was good. 

My great friend/other half of my brain is now engaged. Suddenly, things didn't seem so grim. Katie was happy. Martin was happy. And I was happy, because I like them both, and finally have an excuse to do "research" by watching Say Yes to the Dress.

Book Covers I Have Loved: Butterfly in the Typewriter

Biography covers can be so dull. They all use the same portraits of major subjects, whether painted or photographed, and use a tasteful serif typeface. So I appreciate something different. Here's a cheeky take on the profile photo for Cory MacLauchlin's Butterfly in the Typewriter (designer currently unknown.) Take an image of a famous author, and paste in cutouts of the accoutrements of his most notable character. John Kennedy Toole meets Ignatius Reilly's hat, mustache, and yes- hot dog. It highlights the autobiographical relation between text and author, while pointing out that they're not homogenous. They just relate through sticky bonds.