I was under a time-constraint, and I apologize: sub-standard product is exactly what this blog is about, but I shouldn't have been so overt with it.
I'm free! I just donated probably 48,902,730,234 pounds of yarn which I will never get around to using to the church yard sale. In case you're considering becoming a happy hooker, be warned that everyone will unload their crap/whasis yarn on you--just to help you establish a stash. THIS IS A COMPLETE FALSEHOOD AND ACT OF PURE-D SELFISHNESS. It's a conspiracy, I tell you. In fact, I saw a bag of yarn at the sale that came from Kmart (and we know how long it's been since they had craft supplies) that cost the donator a whopping 15 cents per skein. Can you believe that, church? FIFTEEN CENTS. I would be outraged at inflation, but I can't figure out how to make the "cent" sign on this keyboard--I can't even make an ellipsis anymore (...) the short-cut way--and can only berserkerate about one thing at a time, thanks be to buproprion.
And the crazy thing about that yarn was that it was made up of everything but cotton: merino wool, rayon, polyester, viscose, pasta.... The world has gone mad.
Speaking of which, isn't it interesting how President Barack Hussein Obama is running the country. That wasn't a question. Aww, too bad, my time on the library computer is almost up--I'll have to sign off.
I am pleased and honored by your visit! This is my story; THIS MAY NOT BE YOUR BLOG. Go in peace, or witness the graceless/graced emergence of a blogger from the inside of his own head.
When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things. At present we see indistinctly, as in a mirror, but then face to face. At present, I know partially; then I shall know fully, as I am fully known.--Paul's First Letter to the Corinthians 13:11-12
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