The Vegetable Liberation Army

Need I say more?

The Knife to End All Knives

"Wenger, the manufacturer of the classic Swiss Army Knife, has revealed a 9-inch long, 2-pound "knife" which carries 85 instruments, or: almost every tool that has ever been on a Swiss Army Knife, ever. The list includes seven different knives, a golf shoe spike wrench, a bike chain rivet setter, and a laser pointer with a 300ft range (but where's the freakin' USB flash drive?). Presumably this is so seasoned golfers can tune their bicycle's rivets before heading off on a deer hunt / cycling trip armed with blinding lasers and an entire collection of 3-inch knives. An equivalent "indoor" do-it-all gadget would feature Apple's entire iPod line-up, a SCSI to Parallel adapter and the collective consciousness of the Engadget staff in BBS form, contained in the form factor of a combination Bluetooth headset / wristwatch."

Don't forget to leave that one at home... I'm sure it's not airplane friendly.

P.S. They say this is only version 1.0. Next up the Knife that ate Cleveland.

What the KNIT is THAT?

No, it's not a Picasso. Apparently it's your digestive system. Educational huh?

The Friday Funnies

Brought to you by the late night funny men:

"We all know about the big dust-up between President Bush and the Senate leadership over his wanting to change the Geneva Conventions, right? Well, they reached a compromise. That's not just a victory for Bush, it's a victory for the country because basic human rights is something we all need to compromise on." --Stephen Colbert

"You see, his opponents were a group of rebels within the Republican Party -- John McCain, Lindsey Graham and John Warner -- who stood up and said, 'No' to the president's plan. Meanwhile, the Democrats also stood up and said, 'We're just going to wait over here. You tell us when you're done.'" --Stephen Colbert

"The Senate has voted to approve the building of a 700-mile fence along the 2,000-mile border of Mexico. This is what happens when you let President Bush do the math." --Jay Leno

"It's great to have Bill (Clinton) in the mix again. It puts conservatives back on the offensive. Now they can get back to doing what they do best [on screen: Fear Gay People]. Pointing out that everything wrong with this country is Bill Clinton's fault." --Stephen Colbert

"The president of Afghanistan says over the past year, democracy has suffered a setback in his country. On the bright side, at least now he and President Bush have something in common." --Jay Leno

"The Venezuelan President went to the U.N. and called Bush the devil. You could tell Bush was offended, because his tail stopped wagging. Bush said, 'I would love to answer your ridiculous charge that I'm the devil, but I'm a little too busy this week trying to unite my party behind torturing people.'" --Bill Maher

"The U.N. says that there is more torture going on in Iraq than when Saddam was in power. Bush shot back. He said, 'That is just the opinion of one individual who doesn't know the difference between regular torture and freedom torture.'" --Bill Maher

"Congratulations to the New Orleans Saints. They beat the Atlanta Falcons. It was the Saints first time to the Superdome since Hurricane Katrina, which is pretty impressive considering FEMA still hasn't made it to the Superdome." --Jay Leno

More here.

The secret to life.

"Life would be so much easier if we only had the source code."

Artistic Inspiration

Cool Gadgets

Are you a traveller? Here's one for you:

Charlotte Van Der Waals
World Time Clock - Stainless Steel

Patented desk clocks with 12 slides, each with the name of two major cities; together, the 24 cities represent the 24 global time zones; to find the local hour in another time zone, simply roll the clock so that the city representing that time zone is on top.

Aquariass....

Because I want my fish watching me when I'm peeing.

Knitting Humor

As y'all know I love knitting stuffed animals and strange objects.


But these are sort of out there... even for me. More "lovelies" can be found here.

Wordplay

A grenade fell onto a kitchen floor in France resulted in Linoleum Blownapart.

Things I don't Understand, aka What the KNIT is THAT?

There are many things that I don't understand, but the most recent one is the mystery that is Freeform Knitting and/or Crocheting. Essentially you work with different materials, patterns and colors and just keep building on an object until you have an "interesting" looking hodgepodge.



Now I'm all about placing weird objects together and looking for a variety of color and texture, but please tell me just when and where this is appropriate?

Eye Candy

Spiraly goodness.

How Butterflies Got Their Spots.

How Butterflies Got Their Spots: A 'Supergene' Controls Wing Pattern Diversity

Butterflies are known to employ some interesting convergent evolutionary tactics to survive--some nonpoisonous species have similar wing patterns to those of noxious species that predators avoid. In a new study published online today in the open access journal PLoS Biology, Mathieu Joron, Chris Jiggins, and colleagues investigate the underlying genetic mechanisms of such molecular mimicry in three species of Heliconius butterflies.

In this study, the authors investigate two distantly related species (H. melpomene and H. erato) that have similar wing patterns and a third species, H. numata, that is closely related to H. melpomene, but displays very different wing patterns. Each of these three species is also known to mimic a different species within another butterfly genus, Melinaea. Several genomic loci are already known to be responsible in part for encoding the wing patterns and colorings.

The Last Knit

Extreme knitting for extreme knitters.

Paper Cuts

I have found a new way to pass time at work, StumbleUpon. Essential, StumbleUpon is a browser that aggregates what you like to see on the internet and feeds you only those sites. As time goes on, and you rate the sites, you end up only seeing what you want. A co-worker calls it cyber-crack and I'm inclined to agree. It also has the added benefit of creating endless blog fodder.

So today's find is this amazing site, A4 Paper Cut. This is just a little sample of what the site has to offer.

Have a little free time?

This will suck that right up.

List of Unusual Deaths

Ahh the Internet is such a vast collection of knowledge. For example, take Wikipedia's List of Unsual Deaths. Some highlights:

• 456 BC: Aeschylus, Greek dramatist, according to legend, died when an eagle, mistaking his bald head for a stone, dropped a tortoise on it.
  
• 1884: Allan Pinkerton, detective, died of gangrene resulting from having bitten his tongue after stumbling on the sidewalk.
  
• 1911: Jack Daniel, founder of the famous Tennessee whiskey distillery, died of blood poisoning from a toe injury he received after kicking his safe in anger when he could not remember its combination code.

New Band: The Killer Teddy Bears

Killer Teddy Bear Leaves 2,500 Fish Dead

MILFORD, N.H. (AP) - A teddy bear has been implicated in 2,500 deaths. Of trout, that is. State officials say a teddy bear dropped into a pool at a Fish and Game Department hatchery earlier this month clogged a drain. The clog blocked the flow of oxygen to the pool and suffocated the fish.

Hatcheries supervisor Robert Fawcett said the bear - who was dressed in yellow raincoat and hat - is believed to be the first stuffed bear to cause fatalities at the facility.

All in a week's work...

Not too much to report on the home front. These are a few things I've gotten off the needles in the last week. I'm loving how the second Kristina bag came out - the Noro is absolutely gorgeous in its sunset colorway.

I'm still letting quite a few ideas for new projects percolate, but these are keeping me busy in the meantime. There's also work which is about to get crazy, homework and papers, and some social engagements this week before friends depart. It should be a busy week, but fun.

You Spin Me...Upside Down

What a few college students with a lot of creativity and time can do.

Learning New Skills

See if this instructional video helps you to fold a tshirt.

If only I had known....

Court says $32,000 is too much to fondle bosom

HELSINKI (Reuters) - A fee of 25,500 euros ($32,000) is way too much for a woman to charge a man for fondling her bosom, a Finnish district court ruled.

The court jailed a couple in their twenties for more than a year for charging a 74-year-old who suffers from dementia a total of 25,500 euros to enjoy the woman's breasts on 10 occasions.

That's tuition money right there folks!

The reason we have mandatory ethics sessions...

And the grad students most likely to cheat are...

BOSTON (Reuters) - Graduate business students in the United States and Canada are more likely to cheat on their work than their counterparts in other academic fields, the author of a research paper said on Wednesday.

The study of 5,300 graduate students in the United States and Canada found that 56 percent of graduate business students admitted to cheating in the past year, with many saying they cheated because they believed it was an accepted practice in business.

Following business students, 54 percent of graduate engineering students admitted to cheating, as did 50 percent of physical science students, 49 percent of medical and health-care students, 45 percent of law students, 43 percent of liberal arts students and 39 percent of social science and humanities students.

Was this really the thing MBAs had to be best at?

White and Nerdy

There's just no good comment for this.

Stupid Human Tricks

Panda bites man, man bites him back

BEIJING - A drunken Chinese migrant worker jumped into a panda enclosure at the Beijing Zoo, was bitten by the bear and retaliated by chomping down on the animal's back, state media said Wednesday.

Zhang Xinyan, from the central province of Henan, drank four jugs of beer at a restaurant near the zoo before visiting Gu Gu the panda on Tuesday, the Beijing Morning Post said.

"He felt a sudden urge to touch the panda with his hand," and jumped into the enclosure, the newspaper said.

The panda, who was asleep, was startled and bit Zhang, 35, on the right leg, it said. Zhang got angry and kicked the panda, who then bit his other leg. A tussle ensued, the paper said.

Devil News

At U.N., Chavez calls Bush 'the devil'

UNITED NATIONS - Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez took his verbal battle with the United States to the floor of the U.N. General Assembly on Wednesday, calling
President Bush "the devil."

The impassioned speech by the leftist leader came a day after Bush and Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad sparred over Tehran's disputed nuclear program but managed to avoid a personal encounter.

"The devil came here yesterday," Chavez said, referring to Bush's address on Tuesday and making the sign of the cross. "He came here talking as if he were the owner of the world."

My Hero Has a Website!

A while back I posted a book review on a read that brought out the grammar avenger in me: Eats Shoots and Leaves. Today I found out that the author, a fellow punctuation and grammer stickler like myself, has a website. So I give you Lynne Truss's own little corner of the web!

Off Limits

Another favorite from ThisisBroken.com.

Trouble Abroad

One of the things that being fortunate enough to travel has done for me is open up my eyes to what goes on in other nations. Hence, I was concerned, although not entirely shocked at what I read today. I'm mostly struck by the otherworldliness of modern military against the architectural relics of the ancient city.

Thailand's military ousts prime minister

BANGKOK, Thailand - Thailand's army commander ousted Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra in a military coup Tuesday night while he was in New York, circling his offices with tanks, declaring martial law and revoking the constitution. A military spokesman said army Commander-in-Chief Gen. Sondhi Boonyaratkalin would be acting prime minister.

Running Amok... apparently.

Your imagination is running amok. In some ways, this torrent of ideas is fantastic -- you're getting inspiration for all of your projects. In other ways, it's not. Watch out for paranoia-infused notions. Find balance.

What in the KNIT is THAT?

Who says fowl aren't funny?

War on Terra

As brought to my attention by a coworker

Student finds brief fame as Terracotta Warrior

BEIJING (Reuters) - A German art student briefly took up a place among China's famed Terracotta Warriors over the weekend -- only to be discovered, disrobed and sent home.

Pablo Wendel sneaked into a pit housing around 2,000 ancient lifesize pottery warriors and horses Saturday afternoon, donned the military costume he had made himself, and took up a position on a small pedestal he had brought along.


He stood there, motionless and unblinking, for a couple of minutes until police found him, the Xinhua news agency said.

The 26-year-old had his costume confiscated and was sent from Xian, the World Heritage site where the warriors are located, back to the eastern city of Hangzhou, where he studies performance art.

'Tis the Season

Normally I abhor the retail anticipation of Christmas in early September. My one exception for this commercial offense is, of course, craft stores, because you have to start crafting early for holidays.

With that in mind I picked up some needles and started knitting hats this weekend. Earlier this year I found out about Operation Gratitude. This organization, founded and headed by a Los Angelino (a?) sends care packages to our men overseas. One of the items they request for the Christmas packages is knitted hats. Now THAT I can do. These are the first two and half I whipped up this weekend. I'm hoping to do a few more and then send them along with some notes. Just another way knitting can actually contribute to good causes!

Ye can call me Captain.

Arrr.... ye can call me Captain Mary Vane, according to ye old pirate name generator. Tuesday be Talk like a Pirate Day again and we be ready to buckle the swash out of any intruders to me ship. Be careful or I will order thee to walk the plank!

Here Lizard Lizard....

We gamed this afternoon again, and it was not without some amount of glee that I used my rogue sneak attacks and finished off Mr. Lizard Man here when the cleric and the ranger were knocked out for the count. Of course, the cleric's Achaierai (a big-ass 10 foot parrot on 4 legs) did help with his noxious black cloud that turned the Lizard into a babbling idiot.

Either way, I'm having fun with this gaming stuff. I guess I am a true geek.

Stylish little bag...

This is my first take at the Kristina bag pattern, two color knitting and Noro. I have to say, I loved the pattern, I'm not so thrilled with the color combo (a kit off of eBay) and I really like knitting with Noro. I can't wait to make a few more as Christmas gifts with more contrasting colors.

Now I just need a pillowcase and a washing machine to felt!

No appropriate image could be found.

"The composition of a tragedy requires testicles."

-Lord Byron

Finally Friday

This has been a LONG week. Don't get me wrong. I have loved it, but it has been long. School Monday and Tuesday, Knitting and Birthday Celebrations on Wednesday, and then game last night. I'm looking forward to some downtime tonight. Some quality time with me, my knitting, my beloved and a (hopefully) good movie.

So relax.... and UNWIND. Enjoy the weekend!

Freedom is not Free.

How... ermm.... patriotic.
Ok, I'm IN!

Fortune(ate?)

"Your lucky number for this week is the number three."

Thai food is so wise.

Linkity Goodness

Because I'm a sucker for a good bulleted list:

• From a friend who thinks that my joining an RPG brings me to a whole new level of geekiness, the Geek Hierarchy. Please note that knitting is no where to be found on that list, and that knitting video game characters would be more geeky than that, but not as bad as knitting furry erotic plushies.
  
• From the work annals, the brand new electric car done right. "Pricey but oh so cool!"
  
• And finally... you know those fabulous demotivation posters? Create yours here! Never be motivated again!

Lilyana, Rogue Elf and Mistress of Cutlery

The day has finally arrived. After all these years of having friends as gamers, and after reading the Player's Handbook and the mud, I am finally joining a game. It's going to be a short one, as the DM is only in town for 4 more weeks, but just enough to whet my appetite. I have chosen to play a Rogue Elf, of forest origins who is disillusioned with forest clan warfare, and city thievery and shady business. So I live on the fringes, joining my team on their adventures. And if I happen to pick up skills in exotic weapons and restaurant cutlery, so much the better.

And the cookie mafia puts a hit on granny.

Embroidery Copyright Shakedown

"If you can do anything to help the plight of the aging grannies like me caught up in this mess, we would appreciate it. If not I guess I will give up embroidering completely and bake cookies. Although I suppose there might be a cookie mafia out there somewhere too."

Want to know more? Check it out here.

And they call this research...

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by itslef but the wrod as a wlohe.

You can say that again.

We have not forgotten.

"We Have Not Forgotten, Mr. President."

The Nation -- Keith Olbermann is without a doubt the best news anchor on television today. Two weeks ago, echoing the spirit of the legendary Edward R. Murrow, Olbermann took Donald Rumsfeld to task for comparing critics of the Iraq war to Nazi appeasers. Tonight, broadcasting live from above a desolate and still demolished Ground Zero, Olbermann delivered a stirring eight minute commentary indicting the Bush Administration's shameful and tragic response to 9/11. The entire speech is worth watching and reading, so I'm posting the full text below.


Half a lifetime ago, I worked in this now-empty space. And for 40 days after the attacks, I worked here again, trying to make sense of what happened, and was yet to happen, as a reporter.

All the time, I knew that the very air I breathed contained the remains of thousands of people, including four of my friends, two in the planes and -- as I discovered from those "missing posters" seared still into my soul -- two more in the Towers.

And I knew too, that this was the pyre for hundreds of New York policemen and firemen, of whom my family can claim half a dozen or more, as our ancestors.

I belabor this to emphasize that, for me this was, and is, and always shall be, personal.

And anyone who claims that I and others like me are "soft,"or have "forgotten" the lessons of what happened here is at best a grasping, opportunistic, dilettante and at worst, an idiot whether he is a commentator, or a Vice President, or a President.

However, of all the things those of us who were here five years ago could have forecast -- of all the nightmares that unfolded before our eyes, and the others that unfolded only in our minds -- none of us could have predicted this.

Five years later this space is still empty.

Five years later there is no memorial to the dead.

Five years later there is no building rising to show with proud defiance that we would not have our America wrung from us, by cowards and criminals.

Five years later this country's wound is still open.

Five years later this country's mass grave is still unmarked.

Five years later this is still just a background for a photo-op.

It is beyond shameful.

At the dedication of the Gettysburg Memorial -- barely four months after the last soldier staggered from another Pennsylvania field -- Mr. Lincoln said, "we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract."

Lincoln used those words to immortalize their sacrifice.

Today our leaders could use those same words to rationalize their reprehensible inaction. "We cannot dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground." So we won't.

Instead they bicker and buck pass. They thwart private efforts, and jostle to claim credit for initiatives that go nowhere. They spend the money on irrelevant wars, and elaborate self-congratulations, and buying off columnists to write how good a job they're doing instead of doing any job at all.

Five years later, Mr. Bush, we are still fighting the terrorists on these streets. And look carefully, sir, on these 16 empty acres. The terrorists are clearly, still winning.

And, in a crime against every victim here and every patriotic sentiment you mouthed but did not enact, you have done nothing about it.

And there is something worse still than this vast gaping hole in this city, and in the fabric of our nation. There is its symbolism of the promise unfulfilled, the urgent oath, reduced to lazy execution.

The only positive on 9/11 and the days and weeks that so slowly and painfully followed it was the unanimous humanity, here, and throughout the country. The government, the President in particular, was given every possible measure of support.

Those who did not belong to his party -- tabled that.

Those who doubted the mechanics of his election -- ignored that.

Those who wondered of his qualifications -- forgot that.

History teaches us that nearly unanimous support of a government cannot be taken away from that government by its critics. It can only be squandered by those who use it not to heal a nation's wounds, but to take political advantage.

Terrorists did not come and steal our newly-regained sense of being American first, and political, fiftieth. Nor did the Democrats. Nor did the media. Nor did the people.

The President -- and those around him -- did that.

They promised bi-partisanship, and then showed that to them, "bi-partisanship" meant that their party would rule and the rest would have to follow, or be branded, with ever-escalating hysteria, as morally or intellectually confused, as appeasers, as those who, in the Vice President's words yesterday, "validate the strategy of the terrorists."

They promised protection, and then showed that to them "protection" meant going to war against a despot whose hand they had once shaken, a despot who we now learn from our own Senate Intelligence Committee, hated al-Qaida as much as we did.

The polite phrase for how so many of us were duped into supporting a war, on the false premise that it had 'something to do' with 9/11 is "lying by implication."

The impolite phrase is "impeachable offense."

Not once in now five years has this President ever offered to assume responsibility for the failures that led to this empty space, and to this, the current, curdled, version of our beloved country.

Still, there is a last snapping flame from a final candle of respect and fairness: even his most virulent critics have never suggested he alone bears the full brunt of the blame for 9/11.

Half the time, in fact, this President has been so gently treated, that he has seemed not even to be the man most responsible for anything in his own administration.

Yet what is happening this very night?

A mini-series, created, influenced -- possibly financed by -- the most radical and cold of domestic political Machiavellis, continues to be televised into our homes.

The documented truths of the last fifteen years are replaced by bald-faced lies; the talking points of the current regime parroted; the whole sorry story blurred, by spin, to make the party out of office seem vacillating and impotent, and the party in office, seem like the only option.

How dare you, Mr. President, after taking cynical advantage of the unanimity and love, and transmuting it into fraudulent war and needless death, after monstrously transforming it into fear and suspicion and turning that fear into the campaign slogan of three elections? How dare you -- or those around you -- ever "spin" 9/11?

Just as the terrorists have succeeded -- are still succeeding -- as long as there is no memorial and no construction here at Ground Zero.

So, too, have they succeeded, and are still succeeding as long as this government uses 9/11 as a wedge to pit Americans against Americans.

This is an odd point to cite a television program, especially one from March of 1960. But as Disney's continuing sell-out of the truth (and this country) suggests, even television programs can be powerful things.

And long ago, a series called "The Twilight Zone" broadcast a riveting episode entitled "The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street."

In brief: a meteor sparks rumors of an invasion by extra-terrestrials disguised as humans. The electricity goes out. A neighbor pleads for calm. Suddenly his car -- and only his car -- starts. Someone suggests he must be the alien. Then another man's lights go on. As charges and suspicion and panic overtake the street, guns are inevitably produced. An "alien" is shot -- but he turns out to be just another neighbor, returning from going for help. The camera pulls back to a near-by hill, where two extra-terrestrials are seen manipulating a small device that can jam electricity. The veteran tells his novice that there's no need to actually attack, that you just turn off a few of the human machines and then, "they pick the most dangerous enemy they can find, and it's themselves."

And then, in perhaps his finest piece of writing, Rod Serling sums it up with words of remarkable prescience, given where we find ourselves tonight: "The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men.

"For the record, prejudices can kill and suspicion can destroy, and a thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all its own -- for the children, and the children yet unborn."

When those who dissent are told time and time again -- as we will be, if not tonight by the President, then tomorrow by his portable public chorus -- that he is preserving our freedom, but that if we use any of it, we are somehow un-American...When we are scolded, that if we merely question, we have "forgotten the lessons of 9/11"... look into this empty space behind me and the bi-partisanship upon which this administration also did not build, and tell me:

Who has left this hole in the ground?

We have not forgotten, Mr. President.

You have.

May this country forgive you.

5 Years

September 12, 2001

Yesterday was unreal. The worst terrorist attack ever on the United States - three planes - two taking out the two World Trade Center Towers in New York and one taking out part of the Pentagon. Another plane in Pennsylvania crashed before it could reach its target. Possibly over 10,000 dead.

The whole world has descended into the quagmire - violence against Arab-Americans. People I know, yet its all surreal. Like a scene out of Indepedence Day. I don't understand the permanence. Total distance from the situation yet shock at seeing heavily armed policemen.

A combination of respect and admiration and inexplicable loss as the local Ford dealer removes it balloons and banners and posts one simple message on its huge lit marquee, "Our condolences to the families of the victims."

My inexplicable urge to gather all my friends close and hold them, to call my ex and put my arms around him. To listen to others vent and to talk to them as if somehow this will make it better.

The world has changed - it's about hate and revenge. Maybe it's naivete that kept it unthinkable for so long, but it changes everything. This will be like the Challenger, like the JFK assassination for the kids of the 50's and 60's. The event where you remember in painstaking detail where you were and what you were doing when you heard.

My problems seem so trival now compared to the rest of the world.

Lesson #1 - Don't Respond to Personal Ads on the Net.

Reason: read the following.

Overheard at the office this afternoon:

"Good afternoon Commodore. Is your boat floating yet?"

'Cause I can't keep a secret...

I showed the recipient some photos today to make up for the fact that he's sick a few days before his birthday, so I guess I can show y'all too. This is my latest stuffed "animal".

What the KNIT is THIS?

I heart Knitty.com. They have some great patterns and excellent how-to's, as well as a dedicated community of knitters. In the past I have made several items from Knitty's pattern archives, and there are more I have my eye on.

Sadly, this is not one of them. I only ask, what would one DO with a hat like this? Elf is SO last season!

Back to Life, Back to Reality

These days it seems that I like the life I lead on weekends better than between Monday and Friday. I don't mind my job so much, but weekend gives me so much more time to hang with friends, be creative and do my own thing. And I could handle not having any more homework!

This weekend passed in a blur, but was fun. Friday night some friends and I went for drinks and dinner at the local bar. Saturday was a lazy day - I knitted, read an article for school and watched some of Six Feet Under's 5th season on DVD. Saturday night we all hopped on the shuttle and went to see Willie! Sunday was brunch with my parents and uncle, who I don't get to see that often. The rest of the day was time with Wes (our weekend movie "date"), and of course more knitting.

I also managed to acquire a plant this weekend which I'm super excited about. I love that it's one of those viney wonders that I'm hoping will grow like a weed so I can have a green apartment. I also finished the pillow which means I am officially without a project on the needles. I have a million projects on the to-do list, so it's just a matter of seeing what moves me next.

Now I'm off to catch the requisite Zzzzzz's before Monday really starts. See you on the other side of the moon.

Whiskey for my Men, and Beer for my Horses

Tonight we ended the summer up at the Hollywood Bowl. Amidst the sweet smell of pot (and some good stuff from the smell of it), we watched Willie Nelson under the stars. The first half Willie sang standards with the LA Philharmonic. I never would have thought him a romantic, but it worked.

The second half, Willie came out with his family band (including his sister and two sons) and rocked the house. He sang for almost two hours and covered all the favorites: Old Whiskey, On the Road Again, Georgia, Blue Skies, Always on my Mind, City of New Orleans, some new stuff, and too many other favorites to count. It was a fabulous concert.


Now all we need are the t-shirts....