the zombies are coming


the zombies are coming, originally uploaded by Pynnski.

This is pretty much all I did all weekend, aside from:

  1. Cleaning out my room, and my closet, which resulted in two large garbage bags full of great clothes for the Oakland Rescue Mission and the reappearance of the carpeting.
  2. Stepping on a live cockroach, barefoot.
  3. Hanging out with my sister, who brought me the above copy of The Zombie Survival Guide (can you believe I didn’t already have it? Craziness! Abby rocks!)
  4. RSVPing to my cousin’s upcoming wedding in Redding.
  5. Working on (and fucking up the increases on) the February Lady Sweater.
  6. Eating too many carbs on Father’s Day, which has left me feeling rather bloated and wilty. Abby and I took our dad out to breakfast and we feasted upon eggs and biscuits and gravy. Later we had a luncheon at the parentals’ house for my grandfolks that was full of potatoes, corn, meatballs, homemade bread…
  7. Thinking about stepping on that cockroach barefooted.

So, not too much crafting going on around here – I am still waiting for my Box of Stuff from Texas to get here. Or, get shipped, whichever.

I Heart Pig

I love pig in most of its delicious incarnations. So when I say that the new (ish?) edition of The Anticraft is pro-bacon, may I just say that I whole-heartedly support this silly endeavor?

Mmm, bacon scarf.

I was sort of thinking about spending the month of August vegan, just for kicks, to see how I felt when I ditched even more of the things I like to eat. I may wait until I am not living with Jason anymore, because I don’t think he can handle a vegan experiment – he barely can handle my South Beach (“Can’t you eat potatoes?” “It’s not on the list!”) and I have a list posted of all the food I can eat on the cupboard. Sigh.

Still, I would never go vegan all the way, or even vegetarian. Because I just love pig.


picture stolen from here

I am currently working on the February Lady Sweater (Rav link) in a dark copper Red Heart soft. No decent pictures yet because I actually lost my camera battery charger for a week (I thought it was still in Texas) and finally located it this morning when my mom came over to help me clean my room. Yes, cleaning my room is a two man job. You should be so lucky to have so many books and a ridiculous yarn stash.

I also want to show pictures of my new shoe rack and an action shot of the Mexican Peasant Blouse my mom made me, but that will just have to wait for another day.

Trama-rama

Jennifer put up the challenge: “What movie and TV scenes have traumatized you?”

Here are my top five:

  1. That scene in Alien where the alien pops out of the guy’s stomach and gloms onto the other guy’s face. I was six when I first saw it (on a brand spanking new VHS tape!) and it took twenty years for me to get up the nerve to watch it again. (Totally worth it – the first two Alien movies are awesome.) My cousin Alex was responsible for this particular trauma.
  2. E.T. – the whole thing. I can’t remember but I think my parents had to leave the movie theatre with me for that one. I still don’t like E.T. When Elliott cuts his finger on the rotary saw and when E.T. gets pasty sick at the end, ugh. Also now watching it as an adult, it’s so mawkishly Spielbergian that it’s worth puking over.
  3. The first 15 minutes of Scream. It was on TV and I thought, hey, never saw that! And promptly freaked out and had to turn to a two-hour Beastie Boys documentary to recover. I was twenty.
  4. The Ring: I saw this on Halloween with my friend Crystal. I couldn’t even WATCH that part at the end where she crawls out of the television. About a year later my roommate Cindy was watching it at our apartment and I was like, now I can watch the end safely from the couch, in the daylight! I was wrong.
  5. Nightmare on Elm Street: I only watched a few minutes of this as a kid, but it was enough to know that I will never watch any of the movies ever in my entire lifetime. And in this case, never means never. (Alex was responsible for this one too.)
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And with a face like, you can hardly blame me! 😛