YSaC, Vol. 762: It’s the best of both worlds!
Weaveables – The new kind of handmade yarn dolls – $5
Weaveables are beautiful handmade collectible yarn dolls with matching accessories that come in all kinds of styles and colors. You can customize them for your own personal touch by choosing the colors of their body as well as their hair length, hair color, and hair style. They make great gifts for friends and family.
Prices
Doll – $5.00
Scarf – $6.00
Bed – $7.00Just Like You doll (customize your doll)
Design your own “Just Like You” doll today!Our website
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Please email me if you would like one of these beautiful dolls or if you would like to customize your own “Just Like Me” doll.
Okay, the one on the right looks creepily like me. I mean, it’s an exact likeness! How do they do that? And that fantastic fashion scarf accessory, and the ( … what the hell is the pink and blue thing? Oh, it’s a bed … ) … and that unbelievably realistic bed! It’s like I was looking in a mirror!
Well, except for the fact that I’m a redhead. Oh, and I’m not a bundle of yarn held together by a piece of pink string.
But one of the YSaC regulars is going to be really, really excited by this post, because when you visit our little crafty crafter’s website, guess what you can buy? Prepare to squee uncontrollably, everyone! (Especially you, TacoMagic!)
If for some inexplicable reason you wanted to, you can click on the image to make it larger.
Thanks, James and Lisa — you’ve made TacoMagic very, very happy, I’m sure.
You know, I am considering ordering something here, just so I can say that once in my life, I deliberately formed the sentence “I would like you to weave me a bed” with the intention of actually receiving a woven bed. Then I can someday woo a lady with the line, “Would you like to come back to my place and check out my bed? It’s woven!”
It’s Weaveabled!
O, what a tangled bed we weave when first we learn to conceive.
Quit pulling my yarn.
I think they are stringing you along, Taco.
Are you suggesting I’m trying to pull the wool over your eyes?
You’ve been known to spin a tale or three, Mindfield.
Mindfield, I know we’re cut from the same cloth so don’t play innocent with me.
Now don’t get all wound up, I wouldn’t dream of it. Let’s just keep this thread civil.
If the thread is cut short, that could leave everyone at loose ends.
Oh you people have me in stitches!
I wanted to contribute to this thread, but after reading all of the other posts, I’m a frayed knot.
:hands Lola a (woven) door:
I believe this is yours.
I’m so glad all this kidding is only skein deep, or I’d feel sheepish.
Yeah, I wouldn’t want to get anyone mad at me here or I’d have to take it on the lamb. Thankfully there aren’t many knitpickers here and some have occasional pearls of wisdom or two.
I think you mean, purls of wisdom. Oh, I don’t mean to needle you about it, though.
O to opine on the ovine
But derailed be ere
Civet thread called for
I….uh….:::looks in mirror. Makes cross-eyed, skewed mouth face. Notices guests looking at her with increasing worry::: No words.
:plucks out eyes::slices head in two, glues badly back together::creates dreadlocks::summons demon hummingbirds:
Hmm. It does look like me.
You know, there are some mornings where I wake up feeling like I spent the night shoving my head down a pasta extruder and then folding and tying it back up in the vain hopes that I can get back to looking presentable enough for work. My co-workers always know, though. Somehow, they always know. And then they surreptitiously reach for the pasta sauce.
Those days are called “Mondays”.
Pasta extruder? I thought they were nightmares about the Play-Dough beauty parlor! Now it all makes sense.*
*This may not be true.
That could be subjective. For me, that was when I dreamed Play-Doh was oozing out of my head, but then they turned out to be snakes, and anyone I looked at turned to stone, and that frustrated me so I exclaimed, “I’m tired of these motherfarkin’ snakes on this motherfarkin’ brain,” and froze them stiff with a can of hair spray. And then I had cupcakes made in an EZ-Bake Oven with invisible tea.
You might want to check the expiration dates on any medication you might be taking, Mindfield.
What? They’re fine. Dr. Salvia said so. Both of him. And his squid.
*blink blink* I thought that said Dr. Saliva.
Would explain your toothy grin Mindfield.
Docah Sativa?
Would he be at the Halie Selassie medical centre, mahn?
[food corey]never liked the home pasta extruders. May be from having been raised with making cut from rolled flat pasta. Or, that extruded shape have been widely available in fresh and dried forms for far less work.
Ghar! Now I need crusty bread if I am to have bolognaise tonight.
[/corey]
Well….if we look at all the avatars on this site, which looks most like the Weavables, Meredith, eh?
I have a scarf and my hair does look rather yarn-ish in that picture. Oh MY DOG…..it IS ME!!!
I think we just had a YSAC version of Poe’s “William Wilson.”
Let’s just hope these little dollies never get possessed.
I don’t know. I’m suddenly thinking a stop motion zombie flick using these things would be kinda cool.
Just think of the awesome scene where 2 of these dolls devour a third one. Red yarn flying, bits of fluff floating through the air…
*Wanders off to get his video camera*
And then the Spaghetti Monster can come in and womp their stringy butts.
RAmen!
Winrose, you make the film, I’ll make popcorn. And peeps. (Well, by “make” peeps, I really mean that I’ll open a box of them, because no mere mortal should ever be forced to work with that amount of sprinkles.)
Is Taco posing as Windrose again? I’ll get the air freshener for when he goes into Taco Wind mode.
I find these less scary than the previous possessed doll. I don’t think these could really do much damage, seeing as they’re made of yarn. Hurts less to be hit w/ yarn than porcelain.
SQUEEE!
I can’t wait to show these off to the HM forum!
*Gets his credit card out*
Oh damn, the website was redacted. *Pout* If only there was a way to search for things online I could have myself the Hannah group, complete with depressed goatee duck.
“depressed goatee duck.”
:::Eyes widen. Shakes head. Blinks. Blinks again. Realizes it says “goatEE duck” not….”goatsee duck”. Feels better for knowing, worse for knowing where mind goes:::
I dunno…I’m kinda thinking that Mike Standley III is a dead ringer for Billy Ray Cyrus — mullet and all!!!
Business in the front; party in the back!
*linty & minty*
Linty & Minty = sounds like a line of granny purses.
Or granny underwear.
Busty & Musty is the brand name of the granny bras.
Or was that Saggy & Draggy?
What? (this is totally a Taco What?)
I think B&M and S&D might well be competing lines! It just depends on the need to be addressed – busty or saggy?
Minty granny panties are requiring more bleach, so I’ll pass on those.
Nah, you need a Busty&Musty to lift Saggy & Draggy off the floor.
The other day I told my guy that I’d referred to my chest as “Sweater Hams”. He says, “So what’s your bra, a HamCan?”
He had no idea why I looked so shocked, and then laughed till I snorted vodka out my nose.
You all are totally going to ruin shoulder knees for me*.
*At least until I see some of the non “scrabled eggs on a hook” variety.
( . )( . ) Here ya go, TM. Aren’t they perfect?
EDIT: I did not in ANY way mean to insinuate that those are MY lovely textually rendered bewbies. Just A pair of lovely textually rendered bewbies.
Hi
*Waves at Meredith*
Great, now I have to quickly think up an excuse for my boss to explain why I was licking my computer monitor.
Uhhhh, there was a ham smudge on it?
HamCan, I had awkward mental images. Funny, but awkward.
HamCan is always here to support you.
Cross your heart?
Had to read that three times for the “t” in minty to register,
As “mini granny panties” just would not scan without a Does Not Compute error.
Capn, are you sure that’s not a “Refuses to Compute” error?
Probably.
Or, maybe it’s a flash back to that aisle in walmart with the miniskirts wider (about a clothyard) than they were tall, and the handy note telling which aisle the thongs were displayed.
Not that “minty granny thong” computes any better.
My brother has a reaction that he does to things like this. It goes something like this: “Ooougugghhghghghghg” (head back, eyes rolling, arms flailing near his body). I think he’s trying to look like someone having a seizure…
Or just combine them, those letters look like they’d go together very well.
Big Daddy’s Steak Market?
Sandra Bullock’s Meringue[sic] Dancing?
I don’t get it*.
*This may not be entirely true.
What brings the scares
And raises neck hairs
And brings the blood curdling scream?
A thing, a thing, a horrible thing,
Everyone knows it’s String Thing.
It’s String Thing, it’s String Thing
A fright when seen in the night
It’s String Thing, it’s String Thing
A fright when seen in the night
You’ll scream when it enters your sight.
Makes me wanna throw them down the stairs.
“Oh look, it doesn’t walk down the stairs very well, does it?”
First time I’ve known the tune right off the bat.
Me too. As for the words, I still hear the Ren and Stimpy version, not the original.
Wasn’t that the “Log” song?
or the “Don’t Whiz on the Electric Fence” song?
It was the “Log” song. I remember “Don’t Whiz On the Electric Fence” too though.
I hear neither the original nor the Ren & Stimpy version. I prefer the adult toy version.
Mature language and content but utterly immature (and hilarious) in every other way.
Uh oh, the one on the right does look like me, if I was jaundiced. I’m even wearing red.
To be fair, if I had cats I would buy one, lots of clingy yarn for catnip to stick to.
That looks like something my cat puked up after getting into my knitting bag.
Wow, your cat pukes up some horrible looking things doesn’t it.
You say that as if your cat pukes up some nice looking things. I’ve never seen anything nice looking come out of my cat, puke or otherwise.
If any of my cats produced something like that, I’d get them to the vet (or possibly an exorcist) as soon as I could.
A vetoxorcist?
That would certainly save on gas and driving time.
Looks like it came out “the other end” actually.
*remembering why we don’t use tinsel on the Xmas tree anymore*
*reads Mudsy’s tinsel comment*
*gets out both flasks – brain bleach and regular*
What, you don’t like having the cat drag a poo train around your house?
When there’s tinsel involved, that’s the kind of ornament that will put you right off of Christmas.
I already have to deal with combing dingleberries out of Fearless’ butt fur (one of the unmentioned “joys” of having a long-haired cat), I don’t think I could handle sparklepoop-dingleberries.
But sarajean, I’m sure you could sell “Sparklepoop Dingleberries” if you marketed them to the sparklepire demographic! Just shellac and slap on a sticker of a character’s face, and you’re in business!
It’s pulling the tinsel out that makes me wanna gag.
That stuff only comes out so far and then it just sits there waving in the wind at me and throwing poo-prisms on the ceiling when the sunlight hits it.
I gave up on using that curling ribbon years ago as well.
Hmmm… If I mix glitter into her wet food, I can sell it as Vampire Shit!
But wait…There’s already a ton of Vampire Shit out there. I can’t compete with that.
You can sell it as Snowman Shit.
Kudos, Mudsy … I’m doing the silent-laughter-to-tears thing at my desk over “poo-prisms.” Oy!
Redneck Christmas just got a WHOLE lot cooler this year!
MA! LOOK WHAT UNCLE SPARKY GAVE ME! GO PUT IT IN THE CHINNA CABIT WITH THE DINO POO* AND THE SPARKLY HOOFS!
*The mother of someone I knew used to have petrified dinosaur poop in a backlit cabinet. Oh what the wealthy will buy.
Here you go, Taco. This is what you’ve inspired…
I see things goin’ mad in my toilet bowl
Which type… Bristol Stool Scale type five or four
I don’t care which is right or wrong
I know a way we can all get along
Let’s take a ride
Let’s take a ride on the poo train
Unwind, we’ll be chuga luggin all the way
Let’s roll, like the stone playin all day hey
Let’s take a ride
Let’s take a ride on a poo train
The whole color thing’s never made sense to me
Who gives a hoot
If it’s red, yellow, brown or pink
It’s all mixed up anyway
We might as well give each other a break
And take a ride
Let’s take a ride on the poo train
Unwind, we’ll be chuga luggin all the way
Let’s roll, like the stone playin all day hey
Let’s take a ride
Let’s take a ride on a poo train
So let’s forget about the strainin’
And the way the sphincter’s playin’
Without fiber on the team
And the high price of Mr. Clean
And if you’re living in a bubble
Then I guess you got no troubles
But if you’re anything like me
Well then I bet you really need
To take a ride
Let’s take a ride on the poo train
Unwind, we’ll be chuga luggin all the way
Let’s roll, like the stone playin all day hey
Let’s take a ride
Let’s take a ride on a poo train
Elebenty adores, EB! I think this would be an awesome hit on the Nursery Top 10!
Would nursery kids really understand stuff like “sphincter”? I guess it could be for the parents to play and be glad that their kid’s poo isn’t a train around the room :-p Or, you know, when it is… ugh…
[paleopoop corey] Fossilized animal droppings , dinosaur or otherwise, are called “coprolites”. Fossilized human droppings are called paleofeces.[/paleopoop corey]
I have no idea where I learned that, until a few minutes ago I wasn’t even aware I knew that.
SJ, I think “paleopoop” is my new favorite word of the day. I will have to figure out how to use it in casual conversation at the office….
I like “coproplop”…
HEHE
“I don’t think I could handle sparklepoop-dingleberries”
Read that just as the boss’ phone rang…and the resulting machinations and contortions I went through to keep from bursting into laughter just as I picked up the phone was a sight to behold..
:finishes wiping tears from eyes, and lemonade from desk:
Sparklepoop Dingleberry is my vote for lead singer of band of the day, Catsh!t Christmas tree. I’m thinking crossover rap/grunge?
Oh dear. I have enough memories of cats and tinsel to last a lifetime, thanks. (Which means at least one.) We don’t use tinsel anymore either. But I love tinsel. I’ve kept trying to come up with ways to decorate a tree with tinsel in such a way that the cats won’t eat is and produce poopkebabs, including placing tinsel only down so low and then sprinkling makeshift caltrops in a ten foot radius. But then I think of waking up in the middle of the night and accidentally stepping on one. Or one of the kitties trying to leap over them and missing. Either way, trauma is involved.
So, no tinsel.
Clearly bad summonsing, too true.
Caused bloodshed and failed to answer questions.
You could put what your pukes up on the internet, and possibly make 5 bucks off it!!! Squeeze that kitty!!!!
Tonight at the 40 Watt: The Sparklepoop-Dingleberries, promoting their new album “Squeeze that kitty!!!”
At least it isn’t performance art!
Well, it wasn’t until you said that, Meredith! *goes off to make stage props*
You forgot to bill the opening act, Paleofaeces.
:looks at skin:
:looks at pictures:
:looks at skin again:
While I might be one of the palest white girls currently in existence, short of an albino or someone who’s been raised in a closet for most of their life, and my skin is sort of a pinkish color, it is in no way, shape, or form that particular shade of Day-Glo pink. The most severe sunburn I’ve ever had didn’t turn me that shade of pink.
I think Sparkles might have mixed up Hannah Montana with The Simpsons.
Hannah Montana converted into the Simpson’s art style?
*DOUBLE SQUEE!*
[matt] Come on, SJ, don’t be so condescending–the poor artist is just starting out and can’t afford any other colours–she’s having to deal with whatever she can find in her younger sibling’s toy box [matt]
My sister has burned nearly that color. She’s see-though pink at her palest, and angry dark pink when she goes out in the sun for more than 10 min.
I’m just shades of white. I go from pale white to very light tan, which is really just dark white.
Our other sister, however, tans a beautiful bronze. We’re not sure where she came from.
They look less like people and more like marshmallow peeps with wigs. They’re even the right colors to be peeps. Too bad yarn isn’t as tasty as sugar.
And doesn’t expand as well in the microwave.
Muahahaha. I love Peeps, but not to eat. Science-y experiments ahoy!
[been there still mad at Mr-Clever-Richard corey] Coat the
victomvolunteer’s MW with cooking spray first. Molten sucrose has powerful adhesive qualities.[/corey]
Peep ‘splosions, frankenpeeps, peep balloons…and much more, too many to list.
I once stuck fire crackers into peeps to see what would happen. The results ranged from the expected gooey schrapnel to an oddly twisted peep with a burnt-ish hole in it’s side.
I’m somewhat disturbed by this line of discussion…
Hey Meej!
Can you do me a favor and get my coffee out of the microwave for me? It might be at the back, so make sure you check all the way in there.
What?
So…I could hang with Hannah and her peeps?
I was thinking the same thing. They look all…melty.
Hmm, I’m thinking these are the beings from another realm that have been summoned? They do look somewhat enraged, and they make me want to shed blood.
But their shoulder knees aren’t very… astute.
No, in fact they all look as if they should be extruded from a poncho.
With lice?
Ok I couldn’t resist. I used Google to try to find the Weavables site. I’m ambivalent about not actually being able to find it.
Found it!
http://s2.webstarts.com/sarahsboutique/index.html
I have the Google-fu.
I must learn from you, Master. Please allow me to train at your Dojo!
I like the Halloween set.
The ghost doll is especially imaginative.
Apparently “Website Redacted” is a personal challenge to the denizens of the YSaC comments section.
It does appear so.
Looks like they used CatMath when naming the 2-Doll Set.
The Halloween group is at least feasible as reality in that these creatures don’t exist. I’m wanting to claim the blue skin as mine but apparently I’m not the right class to be blue-blood upper class. *sniff*
The real question is – who the fuck would PAY for these things? and WHY?
What? No Joan of Arc weaveable?
I suppose the green halloween one could suffice in a 1692 Salem kind of way.
Looking over all the “under construction” pages and comparing them to the pages that are actually there tells a really, really sad story about a Sparkles with unrealistic expectations of herself.
“I’ve got all these creative craft ideas, I can open an online boutique! I’ll be rich, and everyone will visit my site! I’ll be famous!”
“So what’s gonna be in our boutique?”
“Well, I macramé these bracelets all the time in math class, and all my friends really like them. I’ll sell those for sure! And I always have all this extra yarn left over so I can make yarn dolls too! Oh and my sister can teach me how to knit and crochet, so I cam make accessories to the dolls! Oh, and while I’m at it I can make accessories and clothing for people too! I’m sure I can easily think of things to make!”
“Yes dear, now finish your brussel sprouts.”
Say, brussels sprouts would make totally awesome dolls!
“Make a statement with beautiful, handmade fashion bracelets, fashioned out of yarn.”
I can’t tell if that sentence is supposed to be a (eyebleedingly horrible) pun or if someone has Spontaneous HTML Coding Disorder.
Seriously…what’s with the random “Video Editing” page? Do they take all your video/graphics/fingerpaintings and using the weaveables create some kind of psychedelic stop-action movie?
Yeah, I wasn’t even going to go there.
I think it has something to do with Yarn Pron.
I’m going to go ahead and assume that Sparkette is about 10-12 years old. In that case, I can admire her entrepreneurship and forgive the questionable products she is selling.
Seriously though, I used to make fairly awesome friendship bracelets out of embroidery floss. Well, awesome compared to these braided yarn things. Anyone need an easy and very portable craft for a yung-un? Manual dexterity IS required; some color sense is highly useful… And it is oh-so-much-more-fun than buying something. Oh, hey… directions. These end up having a herringbone pattern. Although the directions are for 5 stands, I’d do 3, 7, and 9 strand bracelets, as well.
No, Brussels sprouts are much better braised in butter, then deglazed with a bit of cognac, slivered almonds tossed in, then allowed to steam with a jot of white wine for the least bit.
I like silvered almonds better. They’re BLINGY!!!
Moira, do you really think 10-12? I was thinking more like … six. I’d have been dead embarrassed to show anyone, much less try to sell these, at any double-digit age.
Or, the person is older (possibly adult) and disabled, and for mocking her(?) we will all be on the same Rapid Transit o’ Damnation to hell together. 8)
Hey guys, guess what!
I bought a giant handbasket on craigslist today. It has room enough for everyone here!
Let’s all go for a ride!
I call shotgun!
I just had brussel sprouts for dinner (no cognac, just some cheap white, pepper and reggiano) so who knows, all that yarn taking up space in my
crapcraft closet may get put to good use.*eyeballs the avatars, who shall be my first victim?*
Lola, I was thinking of the language skills which are significantly better than most CL posters. But you are correct, Sparkette could as easily be a rather advanced 6 year old as an extraordinarily naive 10 year old… or anywhere in between. Or maybe mom wrote it. Mom deserves a hug.
Why do I bother redacting things, again?
I think you’re just a better person than we are.
It’s the right thing to do. Even when the post compels you to ask “what the hell is the pink and blue thing?’
Two words: Plausible Deniability.
I thought the redaction had more to do with the Space-Time-Continuum of a YSaC ad expiration date than to protect dignity—which was obviously lost at Sparky’s first keystroke.
Don’t underestimate your
crazyaudience…ever..I’m sure that when/if Bridgete gets here, she can provide a perfectly reasonable legal explanation of why you have to redact, even if you know someone else is going to find it on their own.
Sorry, Great and Powerful
OzLlama-Nun. I got curious when Taco said he couldn’t find it.I’m here!
I’d say the Llama-nun and Ostrimu* don’t have to redact, but it’s advisable to avoid any sort of liability that Sparkette here could dream up. Although it couldn’t be defamation, nor could it be any of the privacy torts because Sparkette put it out there herself. I think the most likely consequence would be harassment (not from us, but this is the internet) and we wouldn’t want drmk/dan getting sued as principals who impliedly authorized the harassment by providing the access to the site (and some snark).
*Bees be with them.
Oh, by the way, the broken fingernail healed quicker than I thought. It’s not back to its former length, that will take a while, but it grew enough to provide adequate cover for the nail bed. I don’t even need a bandaid anymore. 🙂
Still, Bridgete, wouldn’t that be a streeeetttchhh on Sparkette’s part? I mean, harassment and subsequent civil liability because one happens to run a website where said harassment ensues?
If that were the case, then FB, and MySpace, and Bob knows what other sites are all leaving themselves wide open…
:runs off to phone atty b-i-l about becoming bazillionaires based on a perceived insult and resultant defamation, loss of hair, weight gain, and catulator malfunction:
You redact to give us something to do so we can feel naughty and clever!
Thank you!
Bridgete, if you had something like this then not needing a bandaid would be a bad thing!
Oh, you’re absolutely right, CJ.
EB – those are awesome!
Well, the redaction will cut down on “false positive” search engine hits.
Also, almost all of the time, I want no record, not even the temporary image of the phone numbers, emails, or web pages of the collected vacuum that the Sparqs represent.
That, and it’s easy enough to look up the actual lawbreakers in places like Modesto.
No worries! I was sort of kidding. I redact emails and websites (usually — hummingbird site notwithstanding) because oftentimes when I post things, the expiration date has passed on the ad and I don’t want people emailing the person after the ad has expired/been taken down/been changed/whatever. And usually it’s just for humane reasons.
Mudslicker, that’s more the reason I don’t post the links to the original ad.
In this case, it was a conscious decision not to post the link to the web page/store because I thought, like someone else did on the thread, that the empty pages on the store said volumes about the person and their crafting ability/ambitions. However, even with just a tiny bit of Google-Fu it’s usually pretty easy to trace these things.
These are unbeweavably awesome! *resists urge to order a complete set*
Greg, I am deep awe of your amazing self control!
I asked the hummingbirds which one of these lurvly creations might be the finishing touch to my living room’s feng shui.
They huddled about the magic summoner…a little too long….
On a brighter note, the catulator seems to think this is an excellent price for what amounts to a delectably shreddable treat.
And, he added,….”Urp”….
Even though it’s not from Etsy, this sooo cries out for Regretsy treatment.
… Yikes …
I asked my four year old. She says they’re owls. And they don’t look fun. And she does NOT want one.
I think we’ll keep her!
Manda, may I congradulate you on your child’s excellent taste and perception of quality, as well as her definition of fun. Humanity may not be doomed after all!
I take this as affirmation that perhaps we are doing something right with our parenting.
Undoubtedly! 8)
Well, and we know there’s some grand parenting going on too–whether sublime or ridiculous open to debate.
This Sparkles just missed a huge market. If she made a green one, sans hair, it would be very Cthulhu-like. (The actual Elder God, not my honey!) She’d have a booth at ComicCon in no time!
There’s already chibithulhu, which is much cuter.
That is evilly adorable! It’s evildorable!
Today Weaveables make Depressy cause bloodshed for sure.
Something is very, very wrong with the universe when I find myself in wholehearted agreement with Depressy.
**winks at Lola.**
Don’ worry, I ‘gree wi’ Depressy too.
**giggles softly.**
*flees screaming from the room*
So, you now know my terror of the last two days personally, eh Lola?
**winks at Mudsy**
Teehee.
The last two days? I have to avoid pretentiously-facial-haired hipsters and/or homeless dudes all the time in public transit.
Hey dere, Winky. Bacontini like your style. He tink we should hang out and share de fresh bacon grease. You can even have a nibble of de bacon.
Bacontini is here for everyone, but especially de ladies.
I think I know him. ::shudder::
Hi, Meredith!
**winks at Meredith**
Hi, Bacontini!
**winks at Bacontini**
I’m ‘fraid ‘m already pretty greasy as is. I am, as you see, a Hobo.
Also, you should know, I’m an equal opportunity winker, and, to refer to myself in the third person as you do:
Mr. Winkey likes to share his Mr. Winkey with everyone, regardless of gender or species.
**winks at the line that’s currently running away from him as fast as it can.**
**winks at Bacontini again.**
Of all the times for all the Adores to go away . . .
Just had the site stop and give me a 400 error.
Stopped FF, then restarted, but Morrison must be with that Indian, as the Doors are all gone away for me . . .
Oh Lola, I feel your RT pain. Luckily we don’t have any of those here in the Sex Capital of the World Midwest campus town that I live in (HAR HAR).
The last two days being a reference to Winky McHobo over there scaring all the clothespins out of my BeJeebus by showing up out of nowhere with his creepy winks.
Oh, BTW, he *tee hees* like a girl!
Winky McHobo* and the Greasy Ts will open for Sparklepoop-Dingleberries tonight at the 40 Watt.
*Totally douchey-hipster singer name.
There is definitely something wrong with the universe when Depressey starts to look like lovable. Thanks Mr. Winky!
You’re welcome!
**winks at christina**
Totally OT: I have an African Grey parrot who thinks he is a cuckoo. He keeps saying in a high pitched voice “Cuckooooooooo!” Very funny. Maybe because he is blind, he doesn’t realize he’s a parrot. 8)
Possibly he’s just remarking about the present compan….I mean, WEIRD! How funny!
Maybe he wants some Coco Puffs.
I’m surprised Taco didn’t notice this, and I’m doubley surprised that I DID… But who is Miley Stewart?
Please forgive me, but I have a little sister. There are some things one learns when their little sister won’t stop watching Hannah Montana reruns.
<corey class=”Hannah Montana”> These all appear to be characters from the Disney Channel show, and, on the show, Miley Cyrus played the character of Miley Stewart, the alter ego of which was Hannah Montana. Likewise, Billy Ray Cyrus played the role of Robby Ray Stewart, thereby proving that Disney Channel has little imagination. The Lily/Lola character, however, is having her last name misspelled on this website. </corey>
Beat me to that one Astro.
(But I had to use Google to come up with the answer. Really.)
OK. I feel much better now–there are things that I don’t know about silly tween culture.
Except, now I do.
Aaagghhh!
Astro – you need a head massage for this level of knowledge about something so complex and beyond my ken. *sends ‘hands across the sea’ massage.
“‘hands across the sea’ massage.”
Now wait a minute, that sounds suspiciously like something one might find on the massage parlor menu, right below the “happy ending” and “love you long time.” Behave yourself, Your Majesty, Astro’s still under age by UK laws as well!
All my adores buttons are missing… *sniff*
Clear cache!
Me too, and after cache clean–arragh!
Why, if i had not gotten $55 for my mortise and tennoning jig . . .
Was just kicked off the site entire with another 400 error after sending the above.
Will see what happens on sending this one.
Well, it worked, but no doors, nor edit buttons either.
Hmm, seems to be working under IE, but not with FF at all.
Dang, $55??? I would have offered $56 if I knew!
*not snark, I do wood work.
Shoot, needed to know that about 3 months ago.
Which is when all the door stuff found a good home, the door jack, the lock mortise jigs, the hinge but router jig, even the wore-out power planer.
About all that is left of 30 years’ worth of carpentry are some hand tools, the Krebs jig, and a 25th-hand dovetailing jig.
Between the humidity and the pier and beam foundation, I can no longer count the amount of times we’ve had to reset the doors on this house.
Now the dovetailing jig, I could use, although since I put my husband on a “no more tools until we have room for those we have” diet, I should probably play fair.
You know, I probably shouldn’t say this, but Mike Standley III looks like 6-dollar-shirt hobo man, sorta….
**winks at Innana’s knees of the shoulder**
My beard’s much sexier than his yellow skin.
Billy Ray Cyrus is $6 t-shirt winky hobo man?
Furthermore, if we use the Transitive Law of CatMath that means
IF:
Mike Standley III = $6 t-shirt winky hobo man
AND:
$6 t-shirt winky hobo man = an older, puffy-faced, deformed Robert Pattinson
THEN:
Mike Standley III = an older, puffy-faced, deformed Robert Pattinson
It all makes sense now….
So guys, I go back to school tomorrow, and I won’t be around to snark in the mornings. I’m already kind of depressed about that. YSaC is what gets me out of bed most of the time. That and the need for food.
But I’ll be here in the afternoon!
@ Laurelhach – back to school, already? Scotland? I’m off on vacation tomorrow for 2 weeks (Fuerteventura here I come). I’ll be back in early September – keep my seat warm someone !
Oh, dear, I’m afraid you’ve left the door open for Taco and Mr Winkey and Bacontini to do you that favor…
Eeeeeeeew.
Scotland? Who’s in Scotland? I’m in Arkansas–I wish I were in Scotland…
Trois jours jusqu’à je pars à Paris!
Amusez-vous!
Merci beaucoup!
Je suis trés jealous!
Much luck with the new school year! And to Astro, too! Mine started Monday. The final push for my degrees. Unfortunately, one of my professors appears to like to hear himself speak…about himself. Hopefully, the subject matter will rise to the surface on occasion. And, I’m off!
*slings book satchel over shoulder and skips out the door*
How many degrees, Arch? 30 degrees? 90? 180? Are you going to be a right Angle? Or a right Angel, if you’re doing it true Sparky-style?
Ah, Meredith, geometry and I never did get along…much to the chagrin of my dear dad, Papa Eyebrows, who was a mechanical design engineer.
I will be completing History and Humanities (with emphasis on social/behavioral sciences). Started in 1974, took a loooooooong break to marry, raise a family and own a business for 25 years, then back to the grind five years ago.
I am jazzed.
Archie, that’s brilliant. The longest I ever heard of was a woman who graduated the year I did – she started going to school but quit for some WWII-related reason and 50 years later, came back and finished! Obviously, in her case, it wasn’t for different employment, it was to finish! Her kids and grandkids were there, and I think her husband was, as well.
That’s fantastic Archie! And inspiring. I’ve been thinking about going back to school for a while now. The only problem is that I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.
Thanks, Lola and christina!
Not to worry, christina. In the nearly 40 years since I graduated high school, I have “grown up and been someone” many times :). And in looking back, I wouldn’t change any of it.
Initially when I started in the 70s, I was in the Nursing program and completed the first two years of general ed requirements. When I went back, the adult education counselor asked me if I wanted to continue in that program. I declined for a multitude of reasons (from cynicism with some of the social “medicine” (grrr) that is so necessary today to not wanting to repeat chemistry (ugh) EVER again). I looked at Psychology and English very seriously then decided upon History and Humanities.
So, in my next grown-up life I think I want to do research, possibly law-related. If I’m not mistaken, that’s along the lines of what you do, Lola? I won’t be moving to New York, however. I like my little corner of California countryside.
[research background corey] In that case, Archie, library school, e.g., Library and/or Information Science would possibly be your next stop, for a MLS/MIS. Unlike many of my colleagues in legal info specialization I do not also have a J.D., but we do enough general/corporate/financial/scientific searching in addition to the legal that they are very useful – but not mandatory. If you can take info sci classes as an undergrad elective (some places offer it, particularly if they have a library school at the grad level), it might give you a leg up in that area without having to shell out for and spend the full amount of time on library school. Something to contemplate while you study history (certain classes I will never miss, but history and certain types of lit always sound good to me). [/research corey]
I was a business major for one semester because I listened to my mother when she went on about “fall back careers.” That didn’t work out so I switched to Film, realized I might land a job as an unpaid intern and “fell back” on Literature, thinking that I would follow through to a doctorate and become a professor. I got through two years and thought it was a good idea to skip off to the other side of the country with my “fiance.” When the inevitable break up happened I went back to NY, found out that my financial aid opportunities were gone until I turned 25. I planned to go back but moved to Texas and fell into travel, which I just recently left because I’d rather work for a lower wage in town than commute 2 hours like I had been for the last 3 years.
Listening to Drmk, Isaac and the rest of the academics talk about what they deal with, I now know I would have lost my job within the first semester because I know I would have gone off on some lazy student the first time they handed in plagiarized work or shown up high.
At least I now know I can “fall back” on yarn dolls if need be.
I’m glad that my ambition is to be a Band Director. One thing that has been made clear over the past few years is that Band Directors apparently follow a different set of rules than other teachers.
Thanks for the info, Lola! There is no L/IS at the closest university to me, but there is an excellent law school in town. Will have to do some homework in that area to determine next direction.
Oh…so that means your Summoner is over, eh Laurel?
Yup. 😛
I feel your pain. I only just started my summer vacation, my last final was monday. Now I get a whole month off to try and clear all the useless bits out of my head before fall term. *Tries unsuccessfully to evict old fast food commercial jingles*
As many of you know, I’m an academic as well … we’re gearing up for our semester to begin too.
This may mean that on certain days I can’t check on the site or update the Don’t Suck box until later than usual.
Do not panic. This is normal.
Outstanding concept, but I’m afraid your logo isn’t catchy enough.
Marketing Angle 1:
Weaveables – Some Assembly Required
Marketing Angle 2:
Weaveables – For the Close Knit Family
Marketing Angle 3:
Weaveables – Keep Yourself in Stiches
& my personal favorite
Marketing Angle 4:
Weaveables – Voodoo Dolls for the Inept!
(by the way threaders, how the F*%$ does the candorman change his image graphic?)
FAQ
How can I get a customized avatar like all the cool kids in the comments?
Go to Gravatar.com and sign up using the same email address you use to comment with here. Note: It sometimes takes a little while for the avatar to update, and you might have to clear your cache or quit and restart your browser in order to see your new avatar.
Candorman, while you are at it, join the Forums and tell us your birthday and other interesting information.
Yes please. It makes it so much easier to stalk you.
Ah,darn! I thought I had a pretty good shot at the Don’t Suck box today. But Anomalous, you do deserve the honor. Hang around to see if I remember to punch you this evening. 8)
Windy, if you like I could give you a punch….just let me know…no, really, no trouble at all…
Aw, Windrose, I’m sorry. It’s just that Anomalous’s comment made me snort, and that’s always a good sign.
psst Windy – check out the forum thread for the Don’t Suck box.
When you buy the CSI: Yarn Playset, it comes with eviscerated victim doll free!
Birthday Announcement: Friday the 20th of August will be HHNF’s Birthday! And then on the 24th, Arched Eyebrows has a natal anniversary. Everyone celebrate! Who has the Not.A.Lionel Ritchie cheese head?
The 20th is my dad’s birthday too!
I think someone had it in a dream, and then it got taken home. I’d have to go look at the history, though :-p
Oh, yeah, I had the cheese head in my random YSaC party dream. I think it hooked up with Taco and they went home together.
**winks at Bridgete**
Am I in your dreams?
Oh dear…. I wonder what TacoMa’am had to say about that.
Mr. Winkey, I think you were hanging around outside the window and scaring the rest of us.
Wow, synchronicity, was thining of a nice fonditta for chow Saturday evening.
Sure do miss HHNF. I wonder if we all send her birthday wishes, she will let us know how she’s doing and if her snark is still in grand order?
So why does she call these “Weavables”? Doesn’t that imply that *I* should be able to use them to weave… But they come already “woven” (i.e., tied with string) so if I were to use them for weaving, I would have to take them apart first. Not that I’m particularly adverse to that, but it does sort of disregard the love and care that Sparkette has put into these.
She calls them Weaveables because apparently they wobble but they don’t fall down.
Weebles!!!
PS: I may be a teensy bit drunk.
My mom says that when she was pregnant with me, my Papaw* told her that she looked like a Weeble.
*Grandfather, if y’all don’t know what papaw means.
Pawpaw is the male version of Meemaw.
Yes, but my grandfather was called Papaw, not pawpaw. The first a is short, not long. Oddly enough, on that side of the family, I call my Great Aunt an Aunt, and called my Great Grandmother “Gramma Nana”. What did I call my grandmother? “Grandma”.
Looks like something my grandmother used to make when she was a little girl. Of course, grandma lived through both World Wars and was a packrat and veteran at turning junk into pretty junk. Something I resisted learning at dear old grandma’s knee.
Still, I can’t throw away an empty toilet paper tube without thinking of all the things grandma would have used it for.
Worst. Voo. Doo. Doll. Ever.
Mudsy- Don’t you mean they wovvle but they don’t unravel? “To wovvel” means to sit in heap, generally looking eerie*
*This may not be entirely true
Does that mean I can play that in Scrabble?
I just finished a game of Scrabble. DH started out strong, w/ ZOOMED (doubled Z, doubled word), but I fought back by claiming most of the triple word spots.
I would have gone for DOOZEM, which is obviously a verb referring to the Doozers from Fraggle Rock.
Well, of course, but it doesn’t get the Z on the double letter.
I once was about to totally beast at a friend’s house with QUIZ on a triple word score, but apparently, at his house the blank tiles don’t count for points, even thought the rules explicitly state that once played, they become the letter they represent.
**grumblegrumble**
Huh. We don’t play that blanks have any points either, either the first time or after that. I don’t think they do in regulation/tournament play, either.
@Addicted Reader: Fair enough. How about ZMEDOO? It’s what happens when Adrian “Grease 2” Zmed goes jet skiing. Totally legal.
*nods wisely*
**Seriously, when the ostrimu and I play Scrabble, half the game time is us coming up with stupid things like this.
DOOMEZ…What Jar Jar Binks says to his girlfriend
DO’OMEZ…The lead character from Simpsons version of the Adams family
My best word was “zombies”, placed on a triple word score and using all my tiles.
I think I will buy a whole set so I can finish my needlepoint reenactment of the Waltons!
Good night, Yarn Boy.
Good night, Elizafelt.
Good night, Stichy Ellen.
Good night, Jim Bobbin.
Good night, Linen.
Good night, Rib.
Good night, everybody
OT: I saw a hummingbird today. I admit that I was a little scared.
Anomalous! Punchity punch punch! 8)
G’Night, Modesto!
Thanks so much!
I had a hummingbird swimming in the top bowl of my fountain this morning. He did not apparently have anything wise to say. He left to investigate the flowers.
Easter pink, yellow, red and blue palette? If only there was flesh colored yarn. If only there were more natural colors. If only.