Friday night, I went to the Armory Art Show, which was pretty good for people-watching, but art-wise, it was kind of a crapfest. Some great photography, but not much else of interest that I saw. There was one painting of a panda that literally stopped me in my tracks with its spectacular badness. If you had told me it was a paint-by-numbers kit, it would have made perfect sense. But most of the stuff on display was neither here nor there, sort of vaguely conceptual without any apparent concepts to back the work up. I had free passes from someone I know who's involved with the show; if I had paid $30 to get in, I would have been pissed. We did have some great sushi afterward though.
Saturday, I spent most of the day helping a friend move out of her fifth-floor walk-up. I got home around 7:30, took a shower, made a batch of tomato soup (brown an onion and some garlic, add two big cans of whole tomatoes in juice and one carton of chicken broth, heat to boiling, then blend with an immersion blender. Mix in a little cream and salt and sip it out of a mug while watching Flight of the Conchords.) and then went to sleep for ten and a half hours.
Sunday, I washed and blocked the pieces of Demi.
I'm still having trouble visualizing exactly how the buttonband on the shoulder is going to come together, but I trust that it'll work out if I follow the directions. I'm not sure I'm going to have time to put this together until this weekend — it's a busy week — but definitely then.
Then I went over to Zoe's in the afternoon and had all kinds of cheese and bread and olives and pickles and leftover cake from her boyfriend's birthday and fresh apple/pear/lemon/ginger juice and the most addictive hazelnut praline spread I've ever tasted. And we watched kind of an embarrassing number of episodes of Buffy and knit.
To no one's surprise, I imagine, I started a new project:
Bridie, in the Knitpicks Gloss (ooh, they have a few new colors!) that was originally going to be Thermal. The gauge is way smaller (7.33 sts to the inch instead of 5.5), but following the directions for the largest size should yield the size I actually want, provided that all of my math and measuring is correct. I'm currently lumbering through the ribbing for the back; 3.5" of twisted rib on size 1 needles takes a while. After three episodes, I had just under 2". And I knit pretty quickly. I think the gauge would have been closer to the pattern if I had double stranded the yarn, but I didn't want this sweater to be that heavy. This will just be a long-term project.
The movie quotes that no one got:
4. He was a great agent. I loved him like a brother, I loved my wife like
a mother and a hooker, and look where it's got me — alone, afraid, and I
just wanna die!
Steve Buscemi as sad-sack lounge singer Happy Franks in The Imposters.
5. Velcro. Next to the Walkman and Tab it is the coolest invention of the 20th century!
I was a little surprised no one got this — 80s dance-off classic Girls Just Want to Have Fun.
6. Yeah, I can remember a few things. Apparently you don't. The end?
Katharine Ross has just married this really cool guy — tall, blond,
incredibly popular, the make-out king of his fraternity in Berkeley —
when this obnoxious Dustin Hoffman character shows up at the back of
the church, acting like a total asshole. "Elaine! Elaine!" Does
Katharine Ross tell Dustin Hoffman, "Get lost, creep. I'm a married
woman"? No. She runs off with him. On a bus. That is the reality.
I would have been really surprised if anyone had known this one; it's from Barcelona, which is a movie I'm convinced no one likes but me.
This was fun to put together. I may well do it again sometime I'm casting about for blog fodder. I keep thinking of great, quotable movies I left out.
