Pixelfest 2006: Now With Lite Blabbing
April 10, 2006
The time we’ve been having lately? There are no words. Okay, I probably can come up with some words. But really, you can’t say we didn’t know that knitters, individually and as a group, are truly, madly and deeply strange, in the best possible way. Yet still we were unprepared. We were particularly unprepared for a Vintage Toilet Paper Cozy, which caused us to spew Moon Pie crumbs across a room on Saturday. But more about that later. For now, we have megapixels of fun.
Hot Fun at Knitty City
Before we made like Odysseus (if Odysseus were going to Philadelphia) on Thursday night, we capped off the week in New York at its newest, yummiest, friendliest shop, Knitty City, on West 79th Street between Broadway and Amsterdam.
The Master of Ceremonies for the evening was our beloved Phyllis, wearing the Nina Shawl she so generously contributed to the book. (I cropped myself out of this photo for Personal Reasons.)
There’s nothing like a Home Crowd. Here, our pal Jenny takes a break from stalking authors who actually are famous to audition to be our Understudy Stalker in case Cara can’t make it. (Jenny looks stunned because she has just found out she’s on page 125 of the book. This is very fulfilling to her as a stalker. She may even lay off the other authors on her stalk-list and devote herself exclusively to us for a while. She’s trying to build us up into something worth stalking. Good luck with that Jenny!)
Bronx was in da house! A rare school-night appearance by my niece Maggie and nephew Paul, age 9, who modeled in the book as Kids Who Really Knit And Aren’t Just Sitting There Looking Cute With Needles In Their Hands. Double aw! We love the knitting kids, especially when they work cheap. A knitting kid can charge big money these days (they have a union), but Maggie and Paul cut us a break.
Life was good! And then we went to Hertz and picked up the Devil Car from Hell–but let’s not get into that again.
A Strange Interlude
Somebody at the publisher, who no doubt thought she was being helpful, booked us onto a TV show in Philly on Friday morning.
Here you are with the Moses Bucket o’ Knits outside the station.
Cheer up honey! It’s going to be okay!
What I learned about being on TV: If you stand behind a large Moses Basket trimmed in knitting, the pounds just melt away. On the downside, you appear to be a disembodied head floating above a Moses Basket. Well worth it, I say. I declare permanent dibs on the spot behind the Moses Basket.
Another thing I learned about being on TV: When a Cheery Chirpy Host borrows your knitting, and she sticks the empty right needle into a stitch in the middle of the row of stitches on the left needle, and yanks the yarn all the way over to that stitch and starts “knitting”, the thing to do is–lissen up people–SMILE SUPPORTIVELY as if this is EXACTLY the correct way to knit. (When you think about it, it’s kind of like a short row, without all that tedious knitting over to the middle and wrapping. Just jump right on into the middle of the row.) Do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT, say anything about how Elizabeth Zimmermann must be glaring down from heaven. Nor do I advise you to grab your knitting back. Just SMILE. It’s all good.
Loop of Philly!
Look! It’s the Mason-Dixon After Dark nightie! After Dark! In the window of the impeccably stylish shop Loop in downtown Philadelphia!
A jolly group, sitting and knitting.
Cute guy buys book for the woman in his life:
Aw! Will we ever get tired of the cute guys buying books? Never!
In another Cuteness Watershed Moment, here we have Amy and Francesca, who just started a two-headed blog, Two Sharp Sticks. We think that’s a totally unworkable idea, but wish them well.
Seriously, y’all, we have some advice for anybody starting a two-headed knitting blog. First, make sure your hair is the same color. Francesca, I see some L’Oreal in your future if you’re going to achieve the proper sunshiney bright blondey thing. Second, your names can have only three letters. Amy, you’re good to go; Francesca, I hate to say it, but it’s got to be Fra for you. Which isn’t so bad–remember Fra Angelico? Famous fresco painter? He did all right with three letters. Third, one of you needs to move to another part of the country. Virtual friendships, over the long run, are so much tidier.
Many mwahs to Loop’s owner, Craig, who is a brand-new new first-time uncle. Could his cute mom have been any more excited about her first grandchild? Am I going to be sorry she told me she got her vintage Hermes scarf on eBay?
Finely a Knitting Party: Swarthmore, PA
Nothing in my previous life experience prepared me for Saturday’s events at Finely a Knitting Party in beautiful downtown Swarthmore, Pennsylvania. They are drinking some serious sodapop in Swarthmore. That is the only possibly explanation for the town-wide NUTTINESS, about knitting in general, and knitting books with woodcut heads on the cover, in particular. The day can only be described in pictures, and as this post is already testing the limits of bandwidth and attention span, you will have to stay tuned.
But it would be mean not to show the Vintage Toilet Paper Cozy With Original 1950s Toilet Paper Roll. We don’t even wonder why Barbie brought it in. We needed to see it. She knew that.
See ya tonight in Washington.
PS LATE-BREAKING NEWS:
The Button Contest
Seriously. Yer killin us. We have a tie:
From Un My Kim:
Buttons 1 and 5 are used by driver and passenger to argue about how much gas is in the tank. Driverside: I’m sure there’s still enough gas in the tank; passengerside: I think we need to get gas. Press buttons instead of arguing loudly and potentially getting into an accident.
Button 2: press to point car toward the Sierra Madres.
Button 3: the carriage return, press the [ENTER] button to record your roadtrip SMELLblog.
Button 4. press this button if you think the car’s dash is IDIOTIC! Buick’s ingenious way of conducting market research after sale.
Careful with that middle button – it’s the EJECT, and it works for whomever pushes it first. It’s really expensive to get it reset at the dealership. The first one turns on the low blood sugar monitor, and it will cut power to the engine and force you to pull over for snacks if the readings get too low. It’s a pretty good safety feature, especially if you are traveling with others who might kill you if you don’t eat something already, you cranky jerk! The second one activates the boring scenery filter. The i button is the idjit button and will activate the GPS, but it will be pretty snarky about it. And the last button? Well, you push that when the smells are coming from INSIDE the car (ahem.)
Susan and Un My Kim, you have a future at General Motors. Please email us your addresses and you’ll each be stuck with a book.