When is blue the new black?

Yesterday, the zipper on my black, retro-styled Eddie Bauer winter coat finally bit the dust after 10 years. Since it's still February (and winter), I needed to find a new coat. I did not think that looking for a black winter coat, at this time of year, would prove to be such a task. If I wanted summer wear, no problem! Winter coats, well that's another story (why couldn't that bloody zipper hold out until spring?!).
I did finally track down a winter coat in the very small "Lands End" department at the local Sears store. I found a very nice winter coat that should serve me well for the next 10 years...in blue. There were no coats in black.
And that is why the new "black" is blue...well, for me, anyway.
(At least it has racing stripes. Everything is cooler with racing strips.)

Airship goggles...

...to wear in your airship... so you don't get bugs in your eyes.

Morning Coffee

Why does my coffee taste better when it's brewed by someone else?

Like my husband, whose name is neither Tim Horton or Starbuck.

Steampunk name pt.3

One last time. This time I picked "religous" as the "title". May I introduce you to:
"Sister Euphrasia Griffin".

Steampunk name pt.2

Now I've changed the "title" bit to
"profession".
Now I will be known as:
"Governess Euphrasia Griffin".

Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?

Get your very own "Steampunk" name!

There's a really fun feature on a blog called "Brass Goggles" which gives you your very own "Steampunk" name using the "steampunk name generator"(Steampunk being a genre of Speculative Fiction, just to give you a short explanation.).

So, I type in my real name and a
" title" (I picked "military" this time round.).

My new name will be from now on:
Colonel Euphrasia Griffin
I will answer to nothing else.

My knitting Waterloo.

I bought this pattern for a really cool looking vest. Vests are generally not too hard to knit, even with it's simple intrasia, but this one seems to really have my number.

Anything that could go wrong, did go wrong, including ripping it back when it was 3/4 of the way done ( I had to get my knitting teacher to do it, as it was way too heartbreaking...).

I am now in month 8 since I've started. It's almost done.

My next project will be something I can knit in front of the tv. Like a nice boring scarf.

I am Speed!

As I watched my boy zip down Centennial Park Hill the other night, with his instructor in tow, there were only 2 words that came to mind:

"Speed Demon"

(although, I admit, "emergency room" were the other two.)

"Blackpool" is Fab!

Thursday night television is once again worth watching.

My boy

I'd meant to upload this one yesterday, but as usual, got distracted. He was sitting across the table, drinking his chocolate milk.

The Suburbs Pt.1

A friend of ours once used the tag line " In The Suburbs, No One Can Hear You Scream! " for a film he made ( "The Events Leading Up To My Death", it was called. It's brilliant and if you haven't seen it, go and rent it. Now. Go!). Having recently moved to the ' burbs, it's probably because someone would call the police and you would be promptly arrested, unlike in my former downtown neighbourhood where there would be people ( uh, certain neighbours) shouting in the alleyway and setting off fireworks, who would get upset if you asked nicely for them to STOP!

'Burbs 1
Downtown 0

Another Test

For some reason the provider I was using for my blog decided it didn't want to forward my posts.
So I reset it.
Talk about stepping into a hornets nest.

Sheesh.

Where's my post?!

It would seem that some WWW monster ate yesterday's posting.
A mystery indeed.

(I have since re -posted it, in case you're wonderin'.)

Pig? Dog? Cow?

Don't ask me what it is. When I started to sketch it, I thought it looked like a French Bulldog, but then it developed a life of its own. Now it looks like one of those cute "amiguri" animals.

I need to learn how to crochet.

Ghost Story Pt. 2

In my husband's last recording studio, there was a ghost who was also a music critic. He ( it?) was known to "shove" you hard in the back if he didn't like what was being played.
Before my husband was turfed out of this space a few years ago, he decided to record the rooms ambience. On the recording you can hear my husband locking up and walking away. A few minutes more into the recording you can hear this poor spirit muttering to himself and walking the floor of the studio's live room.
The place is now a disco. Poor Ghostie!

Ghost Story

My friend, JC, is the only person I know who could live in a haunted house and still blame it's quirks on the local cable company.
She cracks me up.

Crikey! Has it been that long?

It was 45 years ago yesterday that The Beatles touched down at JFK in NYC.
("title" quoted from a friend of mine in a message to me this morning. Thanks SB.)

Friday nights haven't been the same since the end of season 4 of Dr. Who.
(O.k. I admit it, I didn't do this one on my iPod.)

Painful

There is nothing more painful than whacking your toe on a chairleg when you are half asleep.

Too much snow?

London, England got dumped on a few days ago with approximately 20 cm.

They never get snow. What gives?

Word of the Day: "Reduced"

Used to describe my sons state when he left his backpack on the school bus this morning.
"Louise, he is reduced."

Fortune cookies

Fortune cookies have a way of reflecting what seems to be going on in your life presently.

" You are deeply attached to your family." -Wing's