Outta Control

Things are out of control in the best possible way.   I was very happy to see THIS via Fringe Association about slowing down and making and enjoying the craft in an interview with Sonya Philip.  She’s a rockstar!  Slow down and enjoy!


I saw this on kottke.org and thought I would share, if for no other reason than that I might remember it, too.  (This is an excerpt from a 2012 Michael Lewis made at Princeton University’s Commencement exercises.)

I now live in Berkeley, California. A few years ago, just a few blocks from my home, a pair of researchers in the Cal psychology department staged an experiment. They began by grabbing students, as lab rats. Then they broke the students into teams, segregated by sex. Three men, or three women, per team. Then they put these teams of three into a room, and arbitrarily assigned one of the three to act as leader. Then they gave them some complicated moral problem to solve: say what should be done about academic cheating, or how to regulate drinking on campus.

Exactly 30 minutes into the problem-solving the researchers interrupted each group. They entered the room bearing a plate of cookies. Four cookies. The team consisted of three people, but there were these four cookies. Every team member obviously got one cookie, but that left a fourth cookie, just sitting there. It should have been awkward. But it wasn’t. With incredible consistency the person arbitrarily appointed leader of the group grabbed the fourth cookie, and ate it. Not only ate it, but ate it with gusto: lips smacking, mouth open, drool at the corners of their mouths. In the end all that was left of the extra cookie were crumbs on the leader’s shirt.

This leader had performed no special task. He had no special virtue. He’d been chosen at random, 30 minutes earlier. His status was nothing but luck. But it still left him with the sense that the cookie should be his.

This experiment helps to explain Wall Street bonuses and CEO pay, and I’m sure lots of other human behavior. But it also is relevant to new graduates of Princeton University. In a general sort of way you have been appointed the leader of the group. Your appointment may not be entirely arbitrary. But you must sense its arbitrary aspect: you are the lucky few. Lucky in your parents, lucky in your country, lucky that a place like Princeton exists that can take in lucky people, introduce them to other lucky people, and increase their chances of becoming even luckier. Lucky that you live in the richest society the world has ever seen, in a time when no one actually expects you to sacrifice your interests to anything.

All of you have been faced with the extra cookie. All of you will be faced with many more of them. In time you will find it easy to assume that you deserve the extra cookie. For all I know, you may. But you’ll be happier, and the world will be better off, if you at least pretend that you don’t.

I wish …

Regardless of what I already have on the needles (and it’s a LOT), I can’t help looking at the BrooklynTweed site every now and again to plan for what’s going to be on the needles next.  This is why I haven’t finished anything in a while.  I blame Jared Flood.


Top Left:  Gully Cowl.

Top Right:  Radmere.

Middle:  Auster.

Bottom:  Arlo.

See everything and screw up your knitting schedule here!  Happy Little Friday.


Chicago, Chicago

I expect to be back in Chicago in a few weeks.  I miss it as my home-home, but glad that I get to go visit as often as I do.  In the meantime, I have work like this (well, I don’t have it, because I’m poor as a pancake right now, but I will have it soon) to keep me mindful of the beautiful city by the lake!


This work, by Steve Shanabruch features several Chicago neighborhoods in the recognizable WPA-style.  It’s good stuff and making me nostalgic!  See more of his work here.

Read The Whole Thing

From Completely Cauchy.  I’ve been waiting to see the finished project, following a few weeks of peeks she’s shared.  It’s a lovely, amazing piece of HAND-QUILTED (!) work.  More than the work, though, her words.  Read the whole thing.

The revolution isn’t going to stitch itself. — May 2017 Sometime in Nov 2016, I dunno, around the 9th or so there was a sea-change for many Americans–at least half of the voters–who’d not had to own up to the imperfections of their nation, if they were even aware of them before. [And herein this […]

via get woke — completely cauchy.

Mercury is Screwing With Me

It’s not in retrograde, and yet … kerfuffles and missteps and mini-catastrophes are everywhere.  This week, I’ve been this guy, raising my fists (figuratively) and voice (literally) in frustration at this sad state of affairs, only to have that sad state of affairs clapback with some instant karma.

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I’m still laughing about it though, because it’s not a terrible situation, just a frustrating one, as in FOUR projects frogged, measured once instead of twice and cut a whole bunch of wrong-sized fabric, and don’t get me started on my expense reports!  These things don’t even rise to the level of real problems, but they just get under my skin!

Re-casting those four frogged projects on Monday, and I bet I can do a cathedral quilt out of the messed up fabric.  All is not lost, it’s just on my nerves!  Here’s to a new week chock full of new and completely surmountable challenges!


It’s Not Even Friday

It kind of feels like it, though. I was happy to get to NYC and happier still to see my sister.  Still, I am looking forward to no travel for just a little while.

Gearing up for some airport knitting this afternoon in preparation for a full on creative explosion this weekend.  Summer shows are coming!  Happy Little Friday!