June 17, 2004

I hear, and I obey.

This morning I got my trusty cup(s) of coffee and sat down to tally the votes. At first I was surprised by the results, but then it made perfect sense.

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I got more votes for a "write in" than I did for any of my own ideas. (This proves what I have suspected for some time, that the people who read this blog are considerably smarter than I am. I will remember this, and be very careful about mocking you in any way).

If I am to do as the blog directs, then your plan for me is for some kind of "Combo deal". My plan (in as much as I am ever able to execute any plan, it's not really my strong suit) is as follows:

-I will begin the mango tank, for the gratification of the blog, the glorification of Claudia's yarn and the celebration of the short Toronto summer.
(For those of you who were asking, it's in Vogue Knitting Spring/summer '04)

-I will begin Joe's sweater, washing, carding and spinning on Tuesdays, with the goal of having the yarn ready for cooler weather knitting, at which point I will begin the gansey. For the record, I am not knitting the gansey in the link from yesterday, it was just sort of an educational linky kind of thing. The gansey I will knit will be invented as I go. While I spin the yarn I will prepare myself emotionally for knitting a sweater of that size.

-I will begin the shawl after the tank, accepting that it may move slowly on account of the rather deranged "spin-as-I-go" issues.

-I will continue to ignore works in progress at my usual rate.

Overall, the only shocker of the whole polling process (results accurate + or - 5%, 19 times out of 20) is that little 1% that voted for entrelac socks.
I know, I know, the first impulse is to find Aubergine and beat him to within an inch of his life. But that would be wrong.
Besides, we all know that I didn't choose to give up on the entrelac socks (Do I look like a quitter to you?) I told you, they were stolen, lost in a fire, eaten by a large bird, misplaced. It was painful for me.

Terrilee was concerned that the poor little boring cardie was not even mentioned once. Not once in almost 80 comments did anyone care for it's fate. I share Terrilees concern that the meek, the mild, the incredibly soul-joy sucking cardie was blindly trampled in the rush to choose something better. It's a sad commentary on our society when an ordinary little cardie, whose only crime is not being a rack enhancing mango tank can slip through the cracks. I pitied it, I felt shame and I knit.

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Forgive me.
(and pass the mango!)

Posted by Stephanie at June 17, 2004 11:38 AM