
With sincere apologies to
Judy Carne, I submit for your review, some of the many socks I'm currently working on. My
exile in Omaha has worked my nerves to the point that I've purchased one of those
mega-magnification lamps and have gone completely
buck wild. I'm all up into the whole sick sock thang. Meanwhile, I'm working on the obligatory Christmas scarves and oddly-shaped hats for felting purposes, as well.

In addition,
I managed to get myself on TV with one of the many (many) SnBs I attend on an irregular basis;
although with me, I figure the irregularity is implied, doncha think? Personally, I find the best shot is the one of my hands. You see,
I had the foresight to do my nails in advance, and
even chatted up the photog (because they never get any love, unlike the egotistical Ted Baxter-esque reporters)...
Nevertheless, I plan to continue my attempts to Escape from Omaha. And to all the Knittas in da MTL, I hope to see you again, very very (very) soon. I hope. I hope, a lot.