PSAs, Recaps, Opinions - It's All Here

Hey there faithful followers…I was over updating Ravelry and thought I would stop in and tell you what’s been happening. Of course if I just did that, the entry would be quite small because as you are well aware, I don’t really have much of a life. But I have some things to say.

Well I was going to say, “where to begin” but I know where to begin. I will begin with a little PSA, if you will, Barry Melrose is an idiot. Keith Jones, an idiot and Versus, well they just might be idiots too. I will start with my good pal Barry. Barry and I have a long history of communication issues. I tell him something and he doesn’t listen. I tell him he is an idiot and he just keeps on talking. This year, he chose Philadelphia in Round 1 of the Playoffs. For those of you who are sheltered, The Flyers were playing my beloved Pittsburgh Penguins. He chose Philly in 7. It took Pittsburgh 6 games to knock Philadelphia out. OUT Barry! Round 2 rolls around and Barry chooses Washington Capitals in 6 or 7. He was conflicted. It took Pittsburgh 7 games to knock Washington out. Again, Barry, OUT! He finally listened and realizes that Pittsburgh can easily handle Carolina and make a return trip to the Stanley Cup Finals, where I pray they will meet Chicago. Chicago is playing Detroit. I make no apologies when I tell you I mfing hate Detroit. I don’t like there coach and dislike the majority of their aging players. Like most of the rest of the hockey loving world, the so called experts have picked Detroit to manhandle Chicago. I hold out hope though. Let’s move on to Keith Jones. One thing to know about Keith, he wasn’t a very good defenseman and his nose is the proof of that. He was also a Flyer. He, before the game last night, chose Carolina. Update Keith, Pittsburgh got the W! Now let’s go on to the powers that be (TPTB) over at Versus and NBC, because we should not leave their parent company out of it. Uh, these man on the bench interviews must stop and they must get rid of the stupid women who question the players. Last week or so ago, the stupid blonde bitch asked a Detroit player (Detroit was losing and had not scored) what there priority for the third period would be. Seriously, she asked the man this. Uh, chuckles, everyone knows the answer, it is scoring. I think he may have said, getting pucks in the net. Same damn thing. Asking players and/or coaches questions in the middle of a period is the worst possible time to talk to them. I so wish they would have done this to John Tortorella (whom I adore by the way) and he would have gone apeshit on them. Eh…what you really need to know is Pittsburgh = Stanley Cup Champions.

So, yes I have been watching a lot of hockey. It is great to knit to. Or crochet. Because now I am starting to do that too. I am not good at it though, but practice makes better or at least tells you that that is not your cup of lemon water.

I have been spending money too. I depleted some of my savings funds with all the May stuff. That is okay though. I will just submit some flex and build it back up. Of course, I always plan on transferring some money from checking over and then I find something I need or want (mostly yarn online) and place an order long before I transfer the money. I wish they sold cotton ease in my town, but nobody carries it. I have trouble finding any good cotton here. Seriously, you cannot buy brown cotton here. No Lily, no PnC brown cotton anywhere. For the love of god, I live in the ghetto of yarndom. Our so called LYS is a total shit festival. The old lady buys up all the shit that didn’t sell in the stores and jacks up the $$$ on it. She buys this crap for a buck a ball at various dollar stores and then slaps a $3.50 price tag on it. She has nothing but discontinued ickyness. She did have a couple hanks of happy feet. I bought those fairly reasonably. I went to look for cotton a few weeks ago, Lion Cotton to be specific. She had the green and white stripes that nobody buy and loads of it. It made me sad. I have to order or go out of town for brown cotton. That is insane in the membrane right there my little friends.

I finished up a few things. A Jelly Bums Lion, A Jelly Bums Monkey (btw I am addicted to Jelly Bums), a Lizard Ridge cloth, and a Granny Square for the Journal Blanket. I did that all since May 6th. Now, I don’t want you all to think I am on the short bus of yarn work. I am a thrower, which makes me a slower knitter. I also knit those Jelly Bums on two circulars, which slows you down even more. But I knit on two circs because I do ride the short bus of mattress seaming. I am so retarded that I just can’t get it right. Also, I don’t usually like the way my bind off looks.

I have a plan now. A crafting plan or project plan if you will. I actually have an entire system set up. This entry is on the system. I have a plan of what I am making some people for Christmas, others like my sister, I have no clue what to do for her. Speaking, I made her the cutest owl bag and did not take a picture! WTF is wrong with me? It is like the chunk is eating my brain. So, yes I have this plan and it is all gadgety in Excel and pimped way the eff out. I am such a rockstar dork….a fat rockstar dork, but still a rockstar dork.

Oh my god spring finally showed up. I don’t know that is spring so much as Mother Nature just teasing us. We have had a couple of warm days (the fans are officially in the house). While the chick over on OD was bitching about Alaska weather, she had days where the sun was shining and the temps were 60+ degrees, we had freaking snow. I shit you not, last week there was snow and blizzardy like conditions. We don’t really have a spring season here in Montana. The chance of snow extends well into June and occasionally can happen on the nation’s birthday. It is a recorded fact.

So have you all been watching the television? Last week was a week full of finales. Grey’s was probably the most interesting with Bones coming in second, and I guess CSI NY third. I so knew who was going to die on NY long before it aired. I recorded my prediction for prosperity too. Last night’s 24 was less than stellar. I thought Jack was lucky to be in that coma at the end. The last 40 minutes was mind numbing. So glad President Dipshit turned Fugly daughter into the popo. She did bad things and she was difficult to look at. I don’t expect Henry to be living in the WH much longer. I think that he will be getting a cot down at the local YMCA. That man had a shitty day that’s for sure. I mean think about it, he was convinced Roger his son was murdered so he started off the day setting out to find out information. He gets lured by his own SS guy to Rog’s gf’s place and is pretty much injected with a paralytic. Then he watches the gf die, then he fights with his SS dude and flings himself over a railing to crash onto a table. Then he is kidnapped and in Jack’s effort to save his sorry ass, the man is shot. Then he finds out that some big African dude held his wife and fugly daughter hostage. Then he gets moved to the WH and finds out that his daughter ordered a hit on the man who was responsible for his son’s death. Yeah, I would totally be calling in sick the next day. He is no Martha Logan. Just saying.

Tonight is the big NCIS finale. They always leave you hanging. Like out on the ledge holding onto some root that is breaking free from the ground. For the love of god I just looked at the clock and there is still an hour left in the work day. Must go work.

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