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09/19/2006: "Ahoy! (Mateys and otherwise...)"
Despite the fact that today is Talk Like a Pirate Day and not Write Like a Pirate Day (pirates do not participate in the literary arts, you see), it be overwhelmingly tempting to indulge me inner scurvy dog and scribe all of today's entry in Pirate Speak. However, I be quickly realizin' that I am not the best pirate talker (or writer) on these open seas and I may be in for more than this solid old vessel can handle.
I mean, look at me. I'm an English teacher. Using the present subjunctive form of the verb "to be" with the pronoun "I" is foreign to me.
I be a sorry excuse for a pirate.
Regardless, hi! It's been a while, no? Yes! Yes, it has. I blame technology. I do that because it is technology's fault. You would blame it too if you knew the tortured route it took to get to the point where I could post a new entry. The only reason I'm still here is the superhuman efforts of Dave, who went out and found all the old entries, rebuilt them and then spent whole days figuring out the inner workings of Greymatter so that new entries could be added. This sucker was broken my friends. Busted. Kaput. Deader 'n a plucked parrot in a stew pot (something a desperate pirate might eat, no?)
Then, because it turns out nothing works (nothing, I'm telling you. The only reason that things appear to work is that they are biding their time so that they up and die at the worst possible moment) our internet router at home has breathed it's last. Of course it did. Just when I could post a new entry? No I couldn't! Psych!
Our router is a junior high school student, just messing with our minds, it seems.
Also, it is messing with my ability to obtain and print color pictures for a lesson at school. This is where it pays to be flexible. Actually, correction: this is where it is required that one be flexible. The best laid plans often go horribly wrong, and this wasn't even the best laid plan. I sort of procrastinated. I got what I deserved at 6:44 this morning when I couldn't access Google to find color pictures of the Appalacian Mountains and the 8 other pictures I wanted to show my kids in geography this afternoon. We will imagine for today and I will bring pictures tomorrow.
And I will act as if that was my plan all along. See? Flexible.
Once again I cannot show you my current projects (blame technology freely. It's good for the soul) but I will make my equivilent of a superhuman effort to do so tomorrow. Imagine some socks - there have been socks. Imagine a Clapotis - there has been one of those too. There have been other things too. Employ your imagination at will - probably you can imagine better stuff than I've been knitting.
Also! I went to see The Yarn Harlot when she was in Los Altos. There are pictures trapped in my mother's digital camera. Probably we will never figure out how to retrieve them.
You know who to blame, right?
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on Tuesday, September 19th, DESTAN said
Do you need me to go to your mom's house and download her camera? I've done it before.
Notes from a Yarn Hacker
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