All the knitting is done on Charley’s sweater! I still have to bind off the neckband, fold it in half and sew it down, and weave in lots of loose ends. I grafted the underarm stitches at the start of tonight’s knitting, just so they wouldn’t be hanging around to do when everything else was …
Monthly Archives: November 2005
Bike to work
I did bicycle to work my second day at the new job. Even in my out-of-shape state, it only took 18 minutes (of course I looked at my watch!) It was as nice a ride as I expected, down the hill on Nahanton street through the golf course, over the bridge on the Charles and …
New job
Also, today was my first day at my new job. So far so good. My boss spent about half his day getting me set up on the computer. They want me to do a lot of web-based training on their product before I start monkeying with it. Probably a good idea. I have an ID …
Finished Non-Fiber Object
I finally got to work on the coptic binding book I had started a couple of weeks ago. The covers are cereal box cardboard covered with Japanese printed paper that I bought at the stamp convention back around Memorial Day. The directions for the binding were, natch, on the web. I used way too much …
Sock yarn
We went over to Charley’s so Arlene could plant bulbs in his yard. I went over to Mind’s Eye Yarns in the meantime. It’s in Porter Square, Cambridge, only a couple of miles from Charley’s place near Teele Square, Somerville. I’ve met the people from there a couple of times, at Gore Place and the …
Between Jobs
That’s what I am! Yesterday was my last day at the place that I was hired twelve years ago (well, I started on Feb 1 1994, so it’s three months short of twelve years, but close enough) and Monday is my first day on the new job. It was very emotional leaving after that long, …
Escadrille Lunch
Linda and Yoshiko took me out for a goodbye lunch, just the three of us, today. We decided to walk out to Papa-Razzi, just across the main street from our building, but they were closed for renovations. There’s another place they knew, Cafe Escadrille, a little further. We walked down there. Wow! I’m not used …