i’m a wild child

so, the friday plan has also fallen through.  i like the idea of being organized- the practice not so much.  so, i’m back with a vengeance and a apology to subjecting you to all those boring planning post.  and what better way is there to get back on the blogging wagon than a nice long rant

we recently drove down to rehobeth beach and sis and i were watching videos on her ipod, specifically anthony bourdain goes to sweden.  he was supposedly meeting with two knitting snowboarders.  i know for a fact that there are actually knitting snowboarders, i saw a poster (now i totally want one to hang up, knitting guys are just as cool as fall out boy).  these were not them.  THEY WERE CROCHETERS!  there was only one needle!  didn’t anyone on the production staff have the mind to think back to when their mothers and grandmothers were knitting away and realize that knitting involves two needs, not one hook?  there were even lots of nice close-ups of the guy making the hat, in which it was quite obvious that

1. all of the stitches were not live or on a needle
2. only one needle was involved
3. the needle was a hook

as if that wasn’t enough there was the tellatale heart.  i caught just a glimpse of a red on black line drawing at first, but after re-winding a few times i was sure.  they were CROCHETING  with RED HEART.  why i ask, why?  not only is red heart the worst of all acrylics, acrylics are sometimes necessary but for those times there are caron, dark horse, vanna’s choice, and wool-ease, all of which lack that scratchy plastic-ness that defines red heart.  also, these people are from sweden!  home of Icelandic wools an fair-isle!  i can only hope that the pulled the red heart out of the back of the closet when they had been hidden after deciding that an american wouldn’t properly appreciate all of those stunning sheep wools that usually use.

the yarn  (a simple google search turned up no hat pictures, apparently the evidence has been destroyed)