2.27.2008

I am so good!

so I'm working on my mom's sweater right?

I had to knit 70 rows of stockinette, no increasing or decreasing. I picked it up and put it down many, many times. Didn't count once. At the end all 140 stitches were present and accounted for. That is 9,800 stitches with out dropping or creating a single stitch.

I'm AWESOME!

2.17.2008

A few pics, but only a few.


Recently pickled oxygen. It is preserved through a series of chemical reactions so that the amount of oxygen that is in the water at the time I sample it is all I analyze by the time I get it back to the lab. It locks is up in a precipitate until Sulfuric acid releases it again. Doesn't it look tasty?



Life in the water. I don't know what this is. But it swims around the surface and glows in the wake of the ship. It is like a tube almost completely closed on one end. I think it looks like the condom that broke... whoopsy! And the fact that it glows at night is even better.


Ready for the day. I'm all dolled up in my foul weather gear and although it doesn't look impressive, that is a 12 foot swell behind me and that was a nice day. It is almost impossible to accurately capture the size of the waves out here, so all I can do is say it. The swells out here are HUGE.

freezing cold


So we haven't even gotten as far south as we are going to, but it is
damn cold here.

I just want to take this opportunity to inform those folks that do not
know, wool doesn't create heat. It only retains what heat is already
there. Knitting a wool blanket for 36 glass bottles filled with sea
water at 1 deg C will not warm them faster. In fact, if anything, it
will insulate them from the warmth in the room. Like a cooler.

It is an insulator, not a heating element.

I have begun a new hat. Turns out the assistant cook on board did not
know we were going this far south and she doesn't have a hat. I luckily
had supplies for another hat I started (crochet beanie with the Horde on
it) but that one wasn't coming out and I don't need it before I get off
the ship so I can start over at home (gonna knit it anyway). And
dammit, this girl's head is cold. I'm not advertising the fact that I
am making it for her and told her not to tell anyone because there are
some people on board who think they asked and/or are receiving one first.

You know how it is. People just start demanding stuff when they find
out you knit and sometimes, I don't mind making folks stuff. Especially
when they aren't particular, which means I can do whatever
technique/color I want. However, if someone comes up and says, "Can I
get a purple hat, with a bill, no cables, etc" I'm really not inclined
to make them anything. Especially not when my supplies are so limited.
I could only carry so much yarn out here you know.

Anyway, it is garter stitch with stripes in Paton's Classic Merino, a
dark gray and a natural. I'll send pics when it is finished.

2.15.2008

Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackery [There will probably be spoilers]

Becky Sharp and Amelia Sedley graduate from finishing school together,
Becky a charity case and Amelia returning to a wealthy home. Becky
connives and feigns devotion to her friend and attachment to her
brother, Jos trying to win a place in their family. When it falls
through she must take her position as a governess and then destroys the
family she works for as she tries to make a place for herself. She
leads an entire life of selfishness and greed trying to make herself
respectable in ironically the least respectful of ways.

Amelia on the other hand is attached to a gentleman who is unworthy of
devotion. They marry quickly to spite his father and at the urging of
his friend Dobbin, who encourages the marriage because he loves Amelia
and wants to see her happy. It ruins them, they are cut off and shortly
after the marriage he forms designs on Becky and is killed in the battle
of Waterloo. Dobbin then cares for Amelia and provides her with an
annuity out of his own pocket rather than let her know what a scoundrel
of a husband she had.

Both women were terrible mother's in their own way. Becky couldn't care
less for her child and never saw him, only pretending affection when
others were around while Amelia smothered her son and her devotion to
him resulted in a spoiled and proud boy.

I expected and hoped that this novel would finish with nobody getting
what they wanted and spent their whole life in a vain pursuit, but
unfortunately that isn't the case. Becky Sharp does nothing but look
out for herself, her money, her position and in the end she gets just
what she wants, a return to society.

Miss Amelia while not appearing to be nearly as selfish as Becky, she
is. She only wants William Dobbin to see to her every whim without
having to give him anything in return. She is saddened when she hears a
false report of his upcoming marriage, but still doesn't give him the
love he desires when it turns out not to be true. In the end, she is
jealous of the attention he gives to their daughter, even though she
could want for nothing.

Dobbin is also a fool. He spends his entire life in the pursuit of an
Amelia that doesn't really exist. He foolishly wastes his life clinging
to the image he remembers of her when she is young, which wasn't even an
accurate representation of her.

No one in this novel really cared for another person. Only themselves
and mirages but not really a single person was loved for who they really
were. In the end the only person who finds real happiness is Dobbin in
his children.

Do I even think Becky was happy with her return to some station? I
don't know. I think it bored her, but she would rather be with money
than without. She seemed to enjoy the life that she had after the
separation from her husband traveling with unseemly but much more lively
folk.

It appears to be a happy ending. Amelia and Dobbin have a family.
However, I think it is underlain with suspicion and most of the
characters are still uncomfortable in the end.

After I finished this. I watched the Break-Up for the first time and I
was so glad when it was over that they didn't get back together. They
were however, much happier people. And isn't that really what everyone
wants from life? to be happy?

2.11.2008

I have been reading.

I completed Vanity Fair just a few minutes ago by William Makepeace
Thackery and damn did that take a long time. I think the entire book
can be summed up in the last paragraph which states "Which of us is
happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is
satisfied?"

I'll give you more thoughts later if you are interested with lots of
spoilers probably. But I wanted to get that out while it was fresh in
my mind.

And I couldn't agree more.

Actual Knitting Progress... OMG!

I have been knitting on the Lucie from Knitty.com for my mommy everyday while I watch a disc of episodes from season 2 of Lost everyday.  When I get off watch, I sit down with a disc, which is 4 episodes and I get like 40 rows completed.  I am almost finished with the first piece, the back.

When I swatched for it, I realized it was a little "thin" or I guess lightweight is the term.  The larger the back piece gets the more concerned I get that it is too lightweight.  It is also beginning to look like I might have almost double the yarn it is turning out I am using.  So I got to thinking, what would it look like if I knit with two strands?  However, I didn't bring any pins with me and I have no place to block a swatch, plus, do I really want to knit this all over again?  Do the hours of math it took me to get this far with this set up?

No I don't.  If it is a lightweight sweater, she can wear it for more months of the year.  Layer it.  Especially if I can get it large enough to allow for layers underneath it.  Actually at least one layer underneath is going to be necessary for decency's sake.

It may not be exactly what I was hoping for, but it still has potential and the color is fantastic.  I do love looking at it though I got to admit it is hard to correct the stitches in the dark purple without a whole lot of light.

I would post a picture, but I can't figure out how to do that via an email post.

2.10.2008

Ok That didn't work...

Can someone tell me how to send pics to a blog via email?

Thank you!

2.09.2008

this is only a test...

I want to see if I can  post pics via email.  you are much more likely to get some if that is the case :)

my cardigan :)

2.07.2008

Reflections at the end of the day...

Notes to self:

1. Pickled oxygen samples must be stored out of the light.

2. No matter how hard I try, or stretch my toes, or squash my chest, I
will never be able to cock the top of the Niskin bottles.

3. Spraying water on your lap and making pee jokes never gets old and
when there are ten of you in wet pants, it is ten times as funny.

4. The water at the bottom of the sea... FREAKING COLD!

5. Remember to bring your Camera tomorrow to start taking pictures to
explain what the hell I am talking about. Most people don't know how to
pickle Oxygen, what a niskin bottle is and everyone wants to see wet
crotches.

I'll take some pictures this week, but our internet is crappy. None of
you may ever get this email.


ps. Grok... You haven't written me once!

2.02.2008

From S. Africa

I'm here and man is it hot. I got to stay over 24 hours in London and I
LURVED it there. It was cool and foggy and I wore hand knits and was happy.

I haven't had the opportunity to knit much the last few days. Work is
pretty painful right now, mostly just busy. Then in the evenings when
we go out I don't much feel like carrying around a bag of wool.
However, tonight will be a cozy night on board the ship in the air
conditioning (which was fixed just in time to sleep last night, thank
goodness).

I have been feeling under the weather. I think I am allergic to
something in the air because my sinuses have been going crazy, so a
quiet night in with some knitting sounds fantastic.

I brought with me my Mother's Lucie sweater, a crocheted cap for a
friend of mine (you can't get knitting needles through security at
Heathrow, what a bunch of bullocks) and some for a
fiery-phoenix-Charmed-Knits-inspired-scarf. However, I think the scarf
in the book is hideous, so I'm going to have to rewrite it myself.