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I met someone really interesting last night.  This person has bright eyes, a great sense of style, amazing charisma, and a red winder.  She might be the perfect match for K2P2.

I met her through a mutual friend, B, at a dinner party and according to him, her name is Herb.  At least I think that’s what he said; I still don’t understand what my four year old friend says sometimes.  I told B that I have a robot friend too.

B: Is he under your bed?

Me: No, I don’t think he’s under my bed.  He might be on my coffee table actually.

B: Can he come over and play some time?

Me:  Totally.

And that is how I set up a blind date for K2P2.

Call him K2P2.  Thanks for the awesome suggestion, Sillylittlelady!  There’s a beer up here in Seattle with your name on it!  And thank you everyone else for joining in and suggesting some really creative names!  I love how easily knitting and sci-fi get along; knitting truly is for nerds (and damn proud of it!).

As a recent transplant to Earth, K2P2 enjoys crunching numbers, knitting continental style, drinking beer, and charting trajectories of planets near and far away as well as charting patterns for knitting.  He’s looking for a free-spirited fembot that enjoys hand-knit accessories, drinking red wine, and can show him how to spin his own yarn.  He totally made me write that.

I’ve been struggling with a design for J’s beanie (it shames me to tell you that I’ve had the yarn in my hands for well over a year now).  The green is so neon, that I’m afraid it might be radioactive, but I think that with the right design, the purple will help subdue the intensity.  I originally was planning to start things off with a simple 2×2 rib and then, using vikkel braids, transition into reverse stockinette with three cables (2 purple, 1 green) equally spaced apart.  But I really hated how the transition to the reverse stockinette looked and how the green cable just appears out of nowhere.  So, I decided to forgo the ribbing altogether and I just finished a little swatch using seed stitch as the background.  Of course, I would start with the green cable at the bottom edge.  I might add an applied i-cord or crochet a single stitch around the edging when it’s all said and done.

You may be wondering how I’m going to deal with the color change in the round.  I’m wondering the exact same thing myself.  I really don’t feel like carrying the green yarn all the way around, and I don’t want to knit it flat, but I’m not really sure how to do intarsia in the round.  I read a few different techniques about it, so I guess I’ll just have to roll up my sleeves and gopher it.

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Thank you, thank you, thank you for all the encouragement and support during the last knitting period of my life that was dominated by a soul-crushing shawl.  Your comments have all been so nice and lovely, that I almost feel bad for berating the shawl so much.  Almost.

My mom loves the shawl and it looks great on her.  Hopefully she’s not clinging on to the hope that she’ll get another one in a different color.  She would be sorely mistaken.  No, I finally have closure on the shawl that must not be named.  If any of my friends get this crazy idea that they want the pattern to knit their own shawl, I will surely slap them across the face with a skein of the scratchiest wool imaginable.  Am I being melodramatic?  Yes, but it’s for their own good.

So, what’s life like living with Post Traumatic Shawl Syndrome?  It’s scary.  Potential projects begin to morph into seducing dancers, daring you to come closer, to buy that silky skein of yarn, luring you into their trap and making you forget about your friends and family.  You become obsessed; printing out all the free patterns you can find, tearing through knitting magazines and books like a hungry wolf, stalking knitting stores and blogs.  Your pupils become dilated and your hunger for knitting is insatiable.  They don’t call it traumatic without reason, people!  It’s a serious condition and more often than not, is not covered under health insurance providers.  I checked.

It’s really a good thing I can afford my very own knitting robot.  He takes care of all my knitting needs: organizing my projects, cheering me on at the sidelines, and of course bringing me beer.  Don’t have one?  GET ONE!

Yarn Over »

Let me tell you a little something about 2011: they have robots here.  Robots that will knit for you.  I’ve captured some proof for those of you skeptical of my findings:

Maybe you’re a little distrusting of robots.  There’s that whole idea that these same robots performing menial tasks for you will someday turn against humans in an effort to save and protect them. [see: I, Robot]  For now, I think they’re pretty cool. And I’ll probably be an old hag sitting on a rocking chair cursing some knitting project by the time they decide to hook me up to a machine and drain the remaining bits of energy from my body to be used in batteries [see: The Matrix].

So now that we got that out of the way, let me share another fact about 2011.  There aren’t any devil shawls here to knit!  Booyah, bitches!!

I’m totally doing my victory dance, shaking my ass in the monitor.  Woops, I pongoo’d.  Let me distract you with images from the blocking process.  It will help you forget that I farted in your face.

Yarn Over »

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