For the Record



The weather here sucks. It is the middle of April, and our weather is bad for February. Last weekend forecasters predicted snow. Two weeks before that it did snow, and THAT was the latest snow on record here. What's going on?! Chicago has the Lake Effect. In Portland, we have the Gore effect. So many people here are so concerned about the environment, that Mother Nature decided to open up a can of whoopass on us all winter and spring, hoping we'll tell the world she means business about this Global Warming thing. Somebody should tell her to go rain on China. Give me a little sun.

Yarn Harlot came to town last night. She's always a gas. Have to say tho, the crowd scared me just a little bit. The fringes of the knitting culture are approaching Star-Con fanaticism. If this guy was a knitter, he would have been at the Harlot's talk last night. Some lady got up and sang a song she wrote for Stephanie. Somewhere in the third verse (!) I think I heard a rhyme for the word "gusset."

I would post a picture, but I haven't taken any. Because there's no SUN! Can you tell I'm bitter?

I am cleaning out closets. I just found a box of 45s I've been trucking around for 30 years. I haven't had a record player in at least 20 of those years. Want to know what was in there? Here are the highlights:

"Dark Lady" by Cher
"Walk Like and Egyptian" by The Bangles
"In the Year 2525" by Zager and Evans
"Muskrat Love" by Captain and Tenille
"Gonna Fly Now" (Theme from Rocky) by Bill Conti
"Rubberband Man" by The Spinners
"The NIght Chicago Died" by Paper Lace
"Rosanna" by Toto
"Too Shy" by Kajagoogoo

and the piece de resistance? A 45 with a generic looking white label that just says "Flip Wilson" in black letters. If I remember right, it's a comedy routine that came free in a box of laundry soap.