You know that science has proven that laughing is good for you, right? This morning, thanks to Twitter and Norma, I have been laughing so hard at Damn You, Auto Correct that Olive is trying to call 911 on me. The auto corrects themselves are very funny, but what has me hysterical to the point of airway obstruction are the reactions– shocked, bemused, offhand– by the recipients of these odd messages. (My fave so far is a stunned “WHAT THE @#$*, MOM”–after poor auto corrected Mom has said something unbecoming to a matronly personage.) And why does Auto Correct have such a dirty mind?
In other news, still loving the Noro Silk Garden/garter stitch combo up here; I’m on the back 40 of my new blanket, which–as you can see from all those circulars– WILL REQUIRE NO SEWING UP.
Also loving the online Xmas shopping, in this weather. So easy to shop for 13 year old girl. So hard to shop for 12 year old boy.
Hey, knitters! Surely we can improve on the suggestions for Roger Ebert’s photo in need of a caption today. The best the non-knitters can come up with are a few lame riffs about Snuggies gone wrong. Surely there is a rich mine of knitterly humor in just the bind-off jokes alone! My submission: “So that’s what Sabrina Geschwandtner looks like!”