Posts Tagged ‘plastic bag yarn’

What do you call a blind dinosaur?

July 6, 2009

A Do-you-think-he-saurus.

I watched Jurassic Park today, in case you were wondering. It was super great and it stayed pretty close to the book, too. I made yet more plastic bag yarn whilst watching it, as is becoming the norm with me lately.

Additionally, I spent copious amounts of time looking at Star Trek related crafts (and otherwise) on Craftster and Threadbanger. I could spend hours looking at all the awesome stuff people have made (oh wait, I did spend hours doing just that…).

Blegh, whatever I say here has already been said on Twitter throughout the day. Perhaps I ought to stop tweeting so much so I actually have some new things to say here… like that will ever happen…

Anyway, so today was the trillionth summer day of doing nothing major. I keep expecting some huge event to happen any day now that will transform my entire summer and possibly entire life, when really I should just be living one day at a time. Corny, yes, and corny to say that it’s corny, but never mind that.

Tomorrow night will me my night out with my mother. There will most assuredly be a used bookstore involved.

A velociraptor:

And look at this picture of a sculpture of a baby raptor hatching!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, there’s this really interesting website I’d like to look more at. It’s full of all these crazy awesome themed weddings. It’s called Offbeat Bride.

EDIT: I mentioned yesterday that I got a CD, and I forgot to say what it was! Well, it was this CD:

David Bowie’s “Earthling.” I haven’t listened to it yet, but it’s bound to be marvelous.

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Stripes or polka dots?

July 4, 2009

Today was the fourth of July, as you all well know.

I made plastic bag yarn and watched Twilight Zone more or less all day, though I also watched an old Late Night with Jimmy Fallon episode with Zachary Quinto and Leonard Nimoy. It was one of the funniest things ever. Whenever I see anything Star Trek related, I literally squeal. It’s so exciting to see something so well-loved in everyday life. Naturally, this makes it difficult to get through William Shatner’s autobiography Up ‘Till Now, as I am laughing every few seconds, out loud and all, and then various family members hear and come in the room and pester me as to why I’m laughing, and they aren’t all that interested in William Shatner’s quips and so it all turns into this great big hilarious mess.

Anyway, I already have this HUGE ball of plastic bag yarn but I MUST MAKE MORE.

Tomorrow I hope to go to Goodwill, if only I’ll be able to convince my father into bringing me there.

Saddest Twilight Zone episode ever:

(I’m getting teary just thinking about it)


(Time Enough at Last)

One of the most moving episodes:


(Eye of the Beholder)

Increasingly more frequent

July 3, 2009

You know those days where you just want to MAKE SOMETHING, anything? Like, you search around the house and want to pull your hair out and jump around and DO SOMETHING with your life? Yes? No? Maybe so? Well, those days have been coming around much more often than usual for me. Maybe because it’s the summer and I have so much more time to dwell on things like this. I had so many IDEAS today, and not one of them was followed through with. Actually, I DID cut the toes off a few mismatched striped toe socks to turn them into fingerless gloves, but they don’t even fit that well, so that was sort of a flop.

Anyway, I REALLY REALLY REALLY wish I could go to Goodwill tomorrow, I’m in that kind of mood, except tomorrow’s the fourth of July and everything’s closed.

Boy, now I feel like watching cheesy horror movies EXTREMELY LOUD and making some more plastic bag yarn (I began the hopefully successful process of making yarn for PLASTIC BAG YARN LEGGINGS today). I’m in one of those FREQUENT moods where I wish I’d been born in a different decade, mostly because my mother taped Namu The Killer Whale, a movie from 1966 that she watched as a child, and 60’s movies and 70’s movies and every-decade-movie-other-than-the-two-thousands always seems to be so much BETTER, so much more WHOLESOME, or, rather, more MEANINGFUL. I’m getting nostalgic for times I never lived through…

All of these crazy moods are slowly overtaking my normal being and I feel almost like pretty soon I’ll WITHDRAW from society and stay away from computers and cell phones and find myself a TARDIS and go zooming into the past. I don’t care where, just drop me off and whiz away. I feel almost like, pretty soon, I’ll be living so much in the past that I won’t be able to get back to the present.

Now, that’s crazy talk.

BEDA Installment Ten: Is there any such thing?

April 10, 2009

Jeez Louise, I’ve already broken my own rule, designed to help me, by still using a question as the title.  I’m just going to use whatever I want for titles from now on.  The question came to my head in the blink of an eye, and I didn’t realize it was indeed a question until I’d finished writing it.

Anyway, today I woke up around 9:45 and proceeded to do a variety of countless pointless things throughout the day until a couple of hours ago, when I made this ball of plastic bag yarn (next to scissors for size):

while watching Doctor Who on Netflix Instant (that sounds like a combination of a breakfast drink and a coffee brand) until dinnertime.  Oh, and below is a picture I took with my cellphone yesterday, a picture of the beautiful lake at Eleanor’s house.

Isn’t the color beautiful?  I think I will be adding many more pictures in the future, to my posts, as it’s rather quick and simple to take pictures with my cellphone, send them in an email to myself, and put them up here.

Actually, this is back tracking, but now that I think about it, I also did some practice HSAs online for Biology.  I did decently, I believe.

Once it’s darker, tonight, my siblings and I are going outside to play Hide and go Seek in the Dark.  It will be grand.  I just know it.

I’m attempting to think of something else to speak of, but words are escaping me and thoughts are as well, it seems.  Oh, Rachel started a blog!!!  It’s at http://scuttlebanshee.wordpress.com/.  I’m quite excited about it already, and her first post is up.  It relates heavily to Gene Wilder and J.D. Salinger, so I think some of you, if  not all of you, might really enjoy it.

Two months from tomorrow will be Gene Wilder’s birthday!  He will be seventy-six.  We should definitely have another Gene Wilder party then, in his honor.

Although this post is horribly short in relation to my previous posts, I am going to leave now.  I’ve been on the computer enough today, from watching Doctor Who, and my fingers are beginning to move by themself from the excitement of the world and such.

Question Ten: What are your favorite board games and why?

BEDA Installment Four: What would the world be like without color?

April 5, 2009

I do ponder this, a world without color, but have come to the realization that I don’t want to imagine a world without color. Without us even realizing it, color dominates so much of our lifes. Without the many colors we as humans are accustomed to, if the world were in grayscale, life would be so completely different. I’m sure we would refer to colors by varying degrees of darkness and lightness, from white to black, but still, it would be weird. It would be like a world where everything is blue, or red, or any other single color in varying shades. I feel like, even if I had never been exposed to the colors we presently know, I would realize something was amiss in the world, something strange about the melancholy of it alll.

It is very lucky that I happened to go on the computer just now, as I am sure I would have forgotten to post tonight if I hadn’t. I’m probably going to be watching Tumbleweeds tonight, a movie that happened its way onto our Netflix list and which nobody has no idea who put it on. This happens in our family more often than one would think.

Today I finished the plastic bag bag. It turned out exceptional. The best part is that it’s actually pretty similar in size to an average grocery bag, enough so that it might even fool somebody if it were seen from ten or so feet away. I’ve been looking around and it turns out it’s also possible to make yarn by spinning tightly wound newspaper. I might try this tonight if I have time.

I also have some recycled sari silk yarn that I’ve been meaning to make something from (no, I didn’t make this myself– my mother bought it some time back and gave it to me after not using it herself).

Also today, I watched the remainder of Moulin Rouge, which I must say is brilliant. It’s very “visually stunning,” as the description says it is, and for that reason I felt like I was becoming very dizzy whilst watching it.

Other than the above and, additionally, watching another riveting episode of Dollhouse, I did not do much of anything today.

Oh, oh, oh, but my parents bought me a two gallon orange fishtank! I’m not sure exactly why, but I’m not complaining. Now I need to decide what type of fish to put in it. I’m thinking I will get two, perhaps one of those fish that looks like it has a brain sitting atop its head and some other one. I will have to pick out some fantastic, unwieldy names for the duo, of course.

I’ve never been much of a fan of dogs, but I must say this one

is positively dashing. Also, he/she is British, meaning he/she is even more amazing.

I knit a tad more of the seed stitch arm warmers today. They’re so soft, but have been taking a long time. I was just about to frog them, but then I realized I still had to watch the rest of Moulin Rouge and had nothing to knit, so I didn’t. I am, however, going to make them elbow-length rather than shoulder-length as I originally intended. I’m not positive I would have enough yarn for that, anyway.

Also, I forgot this too, but I knit ear flaps for a handspun yarn hat I made awhile back. They seem like they’re way too tiny for an adult-sized hat, but they cover my ears and that’s all that really matters.

So, now, I really must be going. (there’s that delicious sense of accomplishment again at having written a post at least six hundred words!)

Question Four: What’s your favorite jelly bean flavor? (I like french vanilla, juicy pear, and watermelon)

I Am Terribly Sorry To Bother You, Sir, But It Seems That Your Head Is On Backwards

May 17, 2008

Hooray, hooray, we are having Chipotle for dinner!

Today I made thirty-three bag’s worth of plastic bag yarn. I am going to make a reusable grocery store /book bag and have started already.

I also read for a while and made another typography-themed t-shirt design.

It is pictured below on a t-shirt from zazzle, along with my first design. I just wanted to see what they would look like on actual shirts.

 

Did I tell you that my ant farm is going to arrive on Monday? Naturally, I am extraordinarily excited.

Mine and Emma’s sister scarf if about a foot long. It looks pretty darn snazzy, what with all of the bright colors splashed together.

Golly, I am so upbeat right now. Pollyannaish, cheerful, affirmative, positive. Whatever WordPerfect 11 wishes to call happiness, I am.

Did I mention that my older brother gave me a pillow yesterday? He has gotten really into thrifty sort of things lately. At his college, somebody was throwing away this huge pink pillow. Not wanting to see anything to go to waste, I guess, he took it and brought it home. While I was at the computer last night, he brought it in the sunroom and asked if I wanted it. Obviously, I did, and it is very comfortable indeed.

Oh gosh, I can not really think of anything more to say… hmm…

Well, my grandfather has recently taken to being very moody… at least, more so than usual. Earlier, my grandmother showed him the Chipotle menu online and asked what he wanted. He took the computer from her and proceeded to click a bunch of things until the screen no longer showed the menu. “What do I do now?” he asked. “Here, let me see,” she responded. She looked at the computer screen and then said, “Well, you closed the window.” He began yelling at her quite rudely and said he would not have if she were not acting like such a control freak. I mean, really… it was ridiculous. I would say they acted like an old married couple but, well, they are an old married couple… so, yeah. I am really reaching for things now… I am sure that was not of much interest to anybody.

Hey, did you know that the following sets of words are interchangeable? I looked them up after wondering.

Someone and somebody

Everyone and everybody

Anyone and anybody

Nobody and no one

Out loud and aloud

Yeah, I had no idea when each were more appropriate to use but, apparently, they can be used interchangeably. Interesting, huh, what strange rules there are in the English language? Americans are truly messed up…

Boy, that reminded me of how people in other countries generally hate Americans. They think of them as fat, ugly, and stupid. And, generally, they almost always are. I kind of wish I were not an American, at least not in my next life.

Anyway, this post is long enough already and I want to get back to my reading. It is a book titled The Snows and it is quite interesting.

So long, suckers.

Just kidding.

P.S. Oh my goodness, I just saw this picture on tinypic and it was too good not to share.  It is optical-illusion-like, too, so double the awesome it is.

Farewell for real, now.

 

Plastic Bag Yarn, Leftover Pizza, and Temporarily Knowing a Word That My Older Brother Does Not

May 16, 2008

That just about sums up my Friday evening thus far. Other than some reading time. And, you know, breathing and all of that jazz.

Plastic bag yarn portion- I have wanted to do this for a while, and I did so today. Actually, I still am doing it- I just stopped in order to write this post. Making yarn out of grocery store bags, that is. I have a nice-sized ball of plastic bag yarn already, and only three bags have been transformed. Ah, transformed, such a magnificent way to describe the meticulous task. I love to transform things, and will most likely be knitting this particular transformation into a bag. If it is strong enough, I will use it to carry books back and forth from the library.

Leftover pizza- this, too, is self-explanatory. My mother is out for a knitting night with her friends (which she does every Friday night) and my father did not feel like cooking anything special, so we just had leftovers. I had white pizza. Delicious white pizza, that is.

Temporarily knowing a word that my older brother does not- yeah, this is probably the most self-explanatory of the three. Essentially, I told my brother that one of the words of the day is hypnophobia and I asked him whether he knew what it meant. Naturally, being the cocky, stubborn college student he occasionally is, he said he did. After a lot of prying, I found out that he did not, in fact, know what it meant. He guessed for a bit, and finally I told him. I will tell you all what it means in a few moments, along with the other things of the day.

And here I am, as promised, telling you the things of the day. The words of the day are hypnophobia (as mentioned- it is a morbid fear of falling asleep) and gormless (lacking intelligence or vitality). The number of the day is ninety-four, the holidays are Love a Tree Day, National Bike To Work Day, National Sea Monkey Day, and Wear Purple For Peace Day. I actually saw quite a few people wearing purple today, but I do not think the majority were actually celebrating it. Perhaps my friend Laura was- she was wearing purple socks, but I did not think to ask. Speaking of Laura, her dad has been offered a job and she may be moving to Chicago. I really, really, hope that she does not end up moving. This would tear me to pieces. I am trying not to think about it and become even further upset… Anyway, the color of the day is aquamarine. Wallie was thrilled about this as, evidently, it is his birthstone. I was equally thrilled because it is a rather lovely color.

Today in English, we were reading a poem aloud. The last line was something like, “I shall love, until life renews,” or something of the sort. Well, the person started it and said, “I shall love,” when, suddenly, there was a sound at the window. Everybody looked over, and a bird was falling right past the window. Mr. Schoder just goes, “continue the poem,” in that monotonous voice of his, and the person finishes, “…until life renews.” And, suddenly, the noise is there again and we all turn to the window once more. A second bird is falling fact first down right by our classroom window. I have no idea what happened to them. It was funny, in a morbid sort of way.

My siblings are watching Toy Story. Oh, how I love Toy Story.

Hey, did you know that (according to the Completely Useless, Yet Interesting, Facts Collection), “An apple, onion, and potato all have the same taste. The differences in flavor are caused by their smell. To prove this – pinch your nose and take a bite from each. They will all taste sweet.” I will most definitely need to test this out.

Also according to the Completely Useless, Yet Interesting, Facts Collection, there are two million different combinations of sandwiches that can be made from the Subway menu. Now, that is very interesting. Think of all of the possibilities! Oh, wait, you can not comprehend the idea of two million different sandwiches. Neither can I.

Now, I am off to finish making plastic bag yarn- there are many more bags and I would like to make a lot of it to start off with.

Good night, friends. Farewell, friends. Be merry, friends. And otherwise.