Month: May 2012

The Dude abides, man

You know what I love? Finding drafts in my blog, opening said draft and finding not one single word IN the draft.

I was hoping to find that I’d written something highly intelligent or interesting but this draft is empty. Le sigh.

I don’t even know what I could’ve possibly been talking about, other than wanting to knit The Dude’s sweater. It would cost me 55$ or so in yarn. And it would probably take me forEVER to knit it. And man, would I love to knit it! But who for? I don’t think the hubby would wear it. I’m not sure it would sell well on Etsy (though I suppose there’s only one way to find out).

I know no one reads my blog (except for my partner in crime and probably my mom, too) (though she’s obligated to SAY she has and that it’s all brilliant). But I’m wondering whether I should give the sweater a go.
I have all kinds of things I want to knit. Bunny and Puppy slippers. Bikini. Sweaters. Cabled stuff. Socks. Socks. Socks. I also need to post all my items to Etsy and sell everything off. I’d like to empty my storage bins and start new and focus on new patterns rather than having to think about stuff I’ve already finished and worried that it’s not selling, etc.
I also have this great Shalero thingy to start knitting up and selling.

But the sweater. Shit. I should just knit it for myself.



So this kid in the States wears a t-shirt and causes a raucus. I don’t understand why anyone gives two shits about someone’s shirt when there’s nothing offensive on it.
But these are now the times we live in, when someone’s religious beliefs are cause for offense.
So the kid loves Jesus. Get over it. So the other kid loves Metallica. Get over it.
How is it that you find he’s throwing Jesus in your face? Because YOU think he’s telling you that because you don’t believe in Jesus that you’re wasting your life? So you’re interpreting his t-shirt and his message about it. Well that’s a little stupid. Ass u me and all that.
I’m not religious, nor do I give a shit if you’re religious. Do I have beliefs? Of course I do. Do I care to share them with you? Only if you ask. My beliefs are something I hold closely to my heart. If you choose to be vocal about yours then that is your right. But don’t piss on someone else’s parade.
How about you leave the damn kid alone. He’s not tossing his religious beliefs down your throat, you’re just interpreting it that way. And hey, guess what? That’s YOUR fault, not his.
If he were ringing your doorbell and trying to sell you on Jesus, then maybe you have a leg to stand on.

My god, we’ve become an annoying society!