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 – as if!]
9. Do you mind my wanting to stop at knit shops wherever we go?
   You only really want to go to yarn shops when we're traveling. Sure, those are hours of my life I'll never get back, but I get my just revenge by making you to go to Fry's, and when I drag you out on PEZ expeditions.
10. Do you understand the importance of a swatch?
    [Edited to note that he returned all these answers, no editing on my part.]
    Do you mean the fashionable 1980's watch?
    or
    How else will your Blythe doll get washcloths?
    or
    Something about determining the gauge. Also, it's an easy project to complete when you don't actually feel like knitting. Maybe you can make this funnier when you edit it. [Nope]
11. Do you read my posts? [We share the blog]
    Usually, yes.
12. Have you ever left a comment?
    Signs point to yes. I can't remember any specific comments, but I hazard a guess that I've commented at least once on your knitting posts.
    [And he has.]
13. Do you think the house would be cleaner if I didn't knit?
    Probably not. If you didn't knit, I seriously doubt that your new favorite hobby would be scrubbing that mysterious spot on the kitchen tile.
    In fact, the house might be dirtier, since you do knit washcloths on occasion.
14. Anything you would like to add?
    Yes. 14 and 23, which as you know, is 37.
    [sigh]

Well, erm… Thanks, Matt, for those responses.

Here's the second meme, from purse-ho. Basically, list six random things about me. Hmmm, let's see…

• I do not like fried chicken or gravy, two traditional foods in my oh-so-American heritage. And the gravy thing goes as far as thick brown sauces in Chinese dishes. Ugh.
• I do love musicals. I grew up on the Sound of Music, Jesus Christ Superstar, Fiddler on the Roof, and Paint Your Wagon.
• I never collected anything until I met Matt. After some contemplation on what I should collect (and before the knitting happened), I started a Smurf collection. Although not on display, I still like my lil' blue guys (and girl).
• I can touch my tongue to my nose.*
• I do not enjoy the concept of picking a favorite. Favorite color? Favorite animal? Favorite food? None of it. It stresses me out and is completely unnecessary/stupid.
• Due to an unfortunate Diet Coke incident, I do not drink dark sodas. In fact, I rarely drink soda at all since this, and mostly sustain myself with water, milk, and the rare Vernor's Ginger Ale.

Now I'm supposed to queue up six more blogs to take the reins on this meme. So let's see…Would the following bloggers step on up:

Now go forth and meme-ply!

* I remember the one time I met my great-uncle on the side porch of some rural farm, he showed me how to do this and how I can practice my stretching my tongue. The only other thing I recall from this day was that he had a true corncob pipe. I never met him again and have never been back to this place. I don't know how young I was (5 maybe)?

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