I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing an Arab --- The Cure, Boys Don't Cry
That is not as morbid or dark as it seems. In fact, two Fridays ago a couple of friends and I went to see The Cure in concert, and it completely rocked! Seriously.
Robert Smith and his band of crazies can really put on an awesome show, and they played for over three hours! Holy crap – I haven't been to such a great concert in ever! I know that they couldn't have played every one of their songs, but I couldn't think of a single song that I was sad they didn't play. They played tons of old stuff, some newer stuff, and some new-new stuff! Fan-frickin'-tastic!
Check out Jen's Flickr page for pix and a video clip from the concert. (At one point, I took the camera from Jen and started shooting fotos. At least until the battery went dead.)
I also had a bit of fun a weekend or two ago at our local SnB's Stash Swap (or Sale). This was the first time we've attempted something like this, and I think it went pretty well.
I went through my own stash and tried not to be too tight-fisted or hoardish. I have plenty (PLENTY!!!) of yarn that I will never get to, fell out of love with, or have no clue why I bought it in the first place. Some of it is from when I was a new knitter and didn't know my own sense of style or preferences for knits. Whatever the reason, if I couldn't imagine casting on with it right now, then I was willing to give someone else the chance.
Some of the yarns I traded or sold were:
Some of what I got in return are:
We also had a collection for any discarded, unloved, and unwanted yarns to be donated to a local women's prison, to which some of my stash went. All in all a good time and a success.