Showing posts with label TNNA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TNNA. Show all posts

Monday, July 07, 2008

Another Sneak Peek

Since you liked the top-secret prototype Ravelry remote, here's another sneak peek from TNNA.

I was sitting around with Clara Parkes and Cat Bordhi in the food court and we were talking about which "Sex in the City" character we most resemble (I'm totally Samantha, while we agreed that Clara is, like, so Charlotte except when she gets all Miranda) when this lady walked by with a big plate of soba noodles and Cat said, "I wonder how those would knit up?" and wandered away and while she was trying to persuade the lady that her lunch would make a kickin' pair of lacy socks, Clara and I accidentally rummaged around in her bag and found this.

Hot New Magazine

And my dears, just wait until you see the centerfold.

Sports News

No, seriously.

I have word that it's not too late to get tickets to this year's Chicago edition of Stitch 'n' Pitch. That's a baseball game plus knitting. The "White Sox" will play the "Tigers" on Wednesday, August 6, at 7:15 pm.

You can get ticket forms at these places:
  1. Arcadia Knitting (Chicago - North Side)*
  2. Loopy Yarns (Chicago - Loop)
  3. Three Bags Full Knitting Studio (Northbrook)
  4. My Sister's Knits (Chicago - South Side)
  5. Chix with Stix (Forest Park)
  6. String Theory (Glen Ellyn)
  7. Wool and Company (Geneva)
  8. Windy City Knitting Guild*
Sources with an asterisk also have the form available online for download.

A portion of the proceeds from every ticket will go to the Night Ministry and the Helping Hands Foundation.

No, I won't be there. I'm afraid that living within screaming distance of Wrigley Field hasn't done much to alter the sense of helplessness and despair that overwhelms me when I contemplate spending a couple hours held captive in a stadium seat.

Caught Up in the MomentAnd while we're on the subject–this is a lifelong, very personal shortcoming. It has nothing to do with being gay. I wonder how long it'll take for that stereotype to die?

While hanging around with Tom I've undergone a crash course in baseball and football, because his best gay friends are all sports nuts–the scary kind who own season tickets and quote stats and wear weird necklaces made out of buckeyes. They've all made the effort to learn the difference between merino and cashmere, and have listened attentively to Knitting Camp stories, so I feel it's only polite to respond in kind.

There has been progress. A couple weeks ago at Crew I successfully deduced that:
  1. the game on the screen was baseball and
  2. the Cubs were "at bat," and
  3. the guy holding the "bat" had just "struck out," and
  4. this was not a nice thing for the Cubs.
It was akin to the scene in The Miracle Worker when Helen Keller finally makes the connection between water and W-A-T-E-R.

G-O-C-U-B-S-G-O.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Sneak Peek

While I was cleaning up yesterday (I'm about half done) I ran across the bag of freebies I picked up at TNNA. When I wasn't acting dumb in front of respected industry figures, I was prowling the show floor admiring products slated to hit the shelves of your local retailer in the fall.

Most of the time if you're not a shop owner looking to place an order, all you get to do is look. Sometimes, if you're cute or famous enough, or if you're willing to flash your boobies, you can get free goodies. It's like Mardi Gras in New Orleans, only with yarn instead of beads.

Since you and I are close, personal friends I think it's only fair to give you a sneak peek at one of the most exciting things that accidentally fell into my bag when Jess and Casey were busy playing Twister with Cat Bordhi and Pam Allen. Just don't tell anybody, okay?

Ravelry Remote

I tried to use it, but I guess it's just a demonstration dummy. However, I plan to pre-order one the day the list opens.

If you want to see some of the other stuff I got, let me know.