Okay, revelaing one of my guilty pleasures....

To be honest it wouldn't even be a guilty pleasure if it wasn't on Sundays, a day that I beleive should be dedicated to doing good in the world (my interior counts as being in the world), not just mindless entertainemnt, but I think I pass it off as being at least mindful entertainment. (What is she going on about?) Six Feet Under.

I have been meaning to blog again (is it really a verb?) since Wednesday and promised myself that I would on Sunday night for sure, but then I watched Six Feet under and it had me so tense and entranced that I couldn't step away even once during the hour. And it's odd because it was such a sort of typical soap opera device, a car jacking (soap opera-ish being somthing that could happen but hasn't happened to anyone I know or anyone they know,) but it was so incredibly effective. Michael C. Hall is an absolutely incredible actor. Just truly incredible.

What made me think of all of this, besides a twinge of guilt about not having written, was a quote from the week-before-last's show. Russell, whose sexuality has always been a little questionable, (this is paraphrased, btw) is sitting in the cafeteria knitting and Claire's friend looks over at him and says, incredulously, "Is he knitting?!?" And Claire responds, "Yeah, it's like the new thing. Like 'Look, I'm so straight I can knit.'"

Today I was in charge of the preschool storytime, and tomorrow, the school age story time. I was going to do something on pioneers or Native Americans, but since I don't have a craft and am subbing for our children's librarian, I may let her do whatever she planned for the Native Americans and instead do something on illness, because I know of a few great books, or maybe something on water, because a lot of them are swimming a lot right now.

I got some denim yarn, though not the Rowan Denim, at the Wool Cabin's Christmas in July sale and now I'm thinking of things to do with it. I have about 700 yards which isn't enough for a sweater, but could do a cute t-shirt or maybe a really fancy bag, but it seems a waste to use that much on something as small as a bag. Plus I've got another marsupial going as well as a french market bag and that should really kill the new bag urge for a little while, right?

SnB was fun tonight. I was tempted not to go, forgetting that my brother would be here to let out the dog because his girlfriend's dog was neutered today and they were hanging out. But I'm so glad I went. Laurie gave Margene a brilliant button that said "I read banned books." I must find something like it for myself.

Margene, who is a total sweetie, gave me some leftover yarn athat I will have lots of fun with it, and also, did I mention, bought me a sandwich last week.

Mom and Dad are in Vancouver, BC right now. Mom said that she would pick up a copy of Men with Brooms for me on DVD, as I do love that movie. It's not even the Paul Gross thing, lovely as he is. Or even the James Allodi thing, even though he gets points for being handsome, funny, and having played a really funny librarian on TV. It's just a sweet movie.

I also told Mom to keep an eye out for White Buffalo Yarn for me, because after reading the review on Knitter's Review I think it would be incredibly fun and I didn't know what other Canadian yarns to have them look for. Obviously I hadn't realized at the time that Koigu is Canandian. Probably a good thing because I would be tempted to throw soemting insane like a Charlotte on the big pile o' WIPs and that's the last thing I need. Oddly of the colorways on this page the one that pleases me most of the browns and I am not much of a brown girl.

I am going to try to wake up for a few minutes at 3:30 and see who's on World News Now these days. My favorite newscast. Err, except for Anderson Cooper 360, of course.