toys are good food

Now don’t you feel special? Two memes, one post. Could you ask for any more insubstantial blather?

First up, the knitter’s significant others meme. Kind of like an interview, but still all about me.

1. What is your favorite thing about my knitting?
   
   95 percent of the time, knitting relaxes you and makes you happy. That’s pretty nice. Of course, the other 5 percent of the time you swear like a sailor at the string, pattern, and sticks.
2. What is your least favorite thing about my knitting?
   
   Well, obviously the deadbeat knitters that you hang out with. 8^) I dunno if there really is a downside. I will think on this. I’m sure there’s something about it that drives me bonkers.
3. What is something I have knitted that you recall is good.
   
   Your ribbon-winning socks. I’m also pretty fond of my vest.
4. Do you think knitters have an expensive hobby?
   
   As a gadget freak, I’m not going to answer this question, on the grounds that it will come back to haunt me.
5. Do you have a stash of any kind?
   
   A ‘stache? Heck no!
   
   Oh, A stash? No way! Collecting lots of an item is for the deranged and unstable!
   
   Hmm… PEZ, Mongers, Jack Chick tracts, those little red plastic sticks that you get with Cheese’n’crackers, Brannock devices, unusual screwdrivers, magnets from different states, paperclip art, and swizzle sticks from casinos.
   
   [Edited to clarify that Matt is pulling your leg on some of these. But only a few, sadly.]
6. Have I ever embarrassed you, knitting in public?
   
   Only when you wear your special knitting helmet, dear.
7. Do you know my favorite kind of yarn?
   
   The expensive kind, made from the fleece of a unique breed of three-legged sheep (tri-ruminants) that live on a very small island in the North Atlantic. The wool can only be harvested every leap year (on Feb 29, natch). The wool is then spun by a cabal of blind midget nuns, who weave in delicate strands of unobtainium. It’s the sort of yarn that is far too nice to actually use. On special occasions, you pull out the one skein of yarn that you were able to procure on the black yarn market. You rub it gently against your cheek, before carefully placing it back into a climate-controlled moth-proof box. Am I close?
   
   [Boy, he’s funny. Huh?]
8. Can you name another knitting blog?
   
   erm… skittermagoo, knitty, purlingps. I’m pretty sure that’s all of them.
   
   [Ha