After a long wait for my supplies to arrive (still waiting on a few…or five) I have added two, soon to be THREE new items to Etsy! Number 1 is a Hunger Games charm necklace. And, if I may be so bold as to declare, it is awesome. Here it is.
AND I have another! I need to take better picture of it in the daylight, but here it is anyways! It’s an 11th Doctor charm bracelet. *insert fanfare here*
Et voila! I will soon add another 10th Doctor charm bracelet as well. I also have a couple of other ideas swimming about in my head, so stay posted!
I made this to see Game of Shadows at the theatre, but the movie had been out for at least a month so there weren’t very many people there to notice and nobody commented. :( I suppose they were too dumbstruck at the scarf’s awesomeness. Anyways, here’s the pattern I made up for it.
The scarf seems to use worsted weight in three colours, a heather brown, light grey, and sky blue. I used the following:
1 skein Lion Brand’s Fishermen’s Choice in Natural brown
1 skein Hobby Lobby’s I Love This Yarn! in Medium Blue
1 skein Hobby Lobby’s I Love This Yarn! in Light Gray
Hobby Lobby sure comes up with imaginative names for colours, don’t they?
US size 7, or whatever you think will get the most accurate gauge.
Step 1: Cast on 40 stitches in brown using your favourite method.
Step 2: Slip one stitch knit-wise, knit 1, purl 1, knit 1, purl 1 until end of row (single stitch ribbing)
Step 3: Repeat step 2 until you have 10 rows
Step 4: Switch to light grey and continue for 2 rows
Step 5: Change to blue and continue for 6 rows
Step 6: Switch back to light grey for 2 rows
Step 7: Change back to brown and knit 14 rows
Step 8: Repeat steps 4 through 7 until your desired length. I’m pretty sure that the original has 14 stripe repeats.
Step 9: When you are finished with the last stripe repeat, switch to brown and continue the ribbing pattern for 10 rows.
Step 10: Cast off
Then you have the tedious process of weaving in ends. Because this scarf is knitted in ribbing, the technique is a little different. Here’s a lovely how-to video for it. And you don’t need to weave in the end you have at the ends of your scarf. They can be left with the fringe.
After you finish that, it’s time to add the fringe. For each tassel I used four strands of one color, and each strand was about 8 inches long. This gets a little more than halved when put on the scarf. From what I can see of the order, it goes like this: Brown, blue, grey. Add the fringe on about every second to third row to keep it fanning out too much. If you don’t know how to add fringe, here’s a video.
I really have nothing to say, and because it’s been so long since I have posted on here. What has it been, a week? More? I dunno. Anyways, I thought I’d just type until no more words come to me. My English teacher last semester showed this to me and I do it whenever I need to brainstorm for something. I usually end of doing the brainstorming the day or so before a paper is due or a short story contest deadline, but it works for me. And I get good grades. :) I will also try not to hit the backspace button. And without further ado, I will begin with this statement:
Malt Chocolate milk is NOT normal Chocolate milk.
I don’t know what it is, but it is NOT the same. And as I sit here, sipping my NOT chocolate milk in my beautiful TARDIS mug and trying not to gag, I am struck by how not normal it is. It is…. Different. I realize here that all of these sentences say the same thing in different words. How logical of me. Anyways, I think I have placed (just a second while I let my sister in; the door’s locked) what is wrong with it. It’s the malt! *feels incrediblyp rofound*
But the TARDIS is still awesome.
So the reason I’m drinking faux hot chocolate even though it is 60 degrees outside is because I stayed up late reading, lost track of time, remembered I had to take a shower because I really don’t like taking them in the morning, especially if the departure time is 7:30 a.m., and ended up sleeping with wet hair. Wet hair makes me cold for the rest of the day. Now what could have possibly engrossed me so that I forgot about personal hygiene? Why, the Hunger Games. The first one to be exact. Finished it in roughly one day and I’ve started the second. Words cannot describe how excited I am for the movie. Well, I can at least say that the amount of excitement is trivial compared to the almost nervous excitement of HP7P2, but this is the Hunger Games and that was Harry Potter. Anything that gets mentioned in the same sentence with HP means that it has something worth being excited for. Take Twilight, for example. My excitement that the last movie is coming out and that it will be over is close to the excitement I will have when Desperate Housewives finally ends. After years of having to sit through its commercials while watching LOST, I learned to despise it. As will as the KIA Sorento, which was also advertised to death. When Lost ended, Desperate Housewives was violently forced out of my mind, and I was happy. That is, until ABC decided to air Once Upon a Time in the slot right before that awful television show. Now it’s almost impossible to escape with all of those “A brand new episode of Desperate Housewives, coming up next!”s and horrendous images that make you want to fight to the pain with the Dread Pirate Roberts.
Wow, see what happens when I free write? The topic of chocolate milk has some how morphed into fighting to the pain. Perhaps I should give this to a psychiatrist and see what he makes of it. Might be entertaining.
Blegh, I just took a sip of that malt stuff. Why do I keep drinking it?
Now I can’t think of anything to say, but I am sticking true to the whole free writing thing and not stopping even though I’m writing about having nothing to write about. And now I’ve even run of things to write about that! This is pathetic.
So…. We’re getting a new dog. I suppose I could write about that. She another Corgi and her name will probably be Merry. That way we will have Merry and Pippin, our two Welsh Corgis. How adorable. Problem is, Merry is significantly smaller than Pippin, and as everybody knows, Merry’s the tall one, and Pippin’s the short one. Ah well, the dog’s also a girl, so the whole accuracy thing just got thrown out the window. And they’re both dogs. I think I should stop now.
There is a list, quite an extensive one as a matter of fact, of things one should not do in the theater. This is not just limited to the cinema itself, but includes the lobby, popcorn counter, ticket booth, and even the parking lot. My job of writing this post is to pass on the gems of wisdom so that others will not ruin the movie watching experience for others and themselves. We will begin when one plans to see a movie.
PLANNING TO SEE A MOVIE
Sometimes we just have to go out and see a movie, either because we have been waiting so long for one to come out and the midnight premiere is a necessity vital for our future existence, or because we’ve been in the house too long and seeing a movie is the only alternative to going 80s style shopping at Walmart.
When one plans to see a movie, be careful; movie theater internet sites may be confusing and lead you to give those people you are trying to coordinate with wrong information. While this may not directly endanger your life, it can come very close. Here are a couple rules to follow when planning:
- Problem: Many theaters share the same name. Solution:Be sure you are looking at one located where you are, not in Poughkeepsie. (unless of course you happen to live in Poughkeepsie, than ignore this step)
- Problem: If you are wanting to see a movie on a later date than the day you are looking at the schedule BE WARNED. Every time you refresh the page it will jump back to the current date with the stealthiness of a ninja leaving you completely unaware of the change. (This is very stressful if you are looking at, say, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 a couple of days after it came out and you are trying to plan a get together with your friends for the following Sunday but every time you change tabs and the page refreshes it jumps back to the current date and it says that the only available showings are after 10:00 p.m. which is a very impossible time to see said movie with said friends, but you are completely unaware that the only reason it says that is because you happen to be looking at it on the current date after 10:00 p.m., not on the Sunday you want, so OF COURSE THE TICKETS ARE ALL SOLD OUT.) Solution: Watch the date like you would a Weeping Angel. Don’t blink. Blink and it changes. It is fast. Faster than you can believe. Don’t turn your back. Don’t look away. And don’t blink. Good Luck.
You have decided to see a movie. You have decided which movie you will see. You have decided what time you will go see that movie. Something comes up. You loose track of time, you can’t find your keys, you get carried off by a horde of angry chipmunks, and you are running late. After madly dashing to the car, cursing every stop light you hit, attempting to legally speed, and contemplating the legal ramifications of giving that little old lady driving 20 under the speed limit a “friendly shove,” you arrive at the theater just two minutes before the movie starts. You sprint to the ticket booth and get stuck behind someone who doesn’t remember which movie they were supposed to be buying tickets for so they stand there trying to remember and muttering to themselves about all the bad things drinking Diet Coke does to your memory.
Solution: Don’t drink Diet Coke.
LOBBY AND POPCORN COUNTER
If you are really lucky, you have reached this part without mishap. You walk in through the one way doors and you smell it, the aroma of buttered popcorn as it pops out of the magical, glowing kettle. You are drawn to the popcorn like a moth to a porch light. It hypnotizes you. You must have that popcorn. But when you order that bucket and see how large it is, you realize that that popcorn, with its buttery, salty, maybe even cheesy goodness, will effectively suck out all of the moisture in your body. You look around and see what you believe to be the solution, a gallon sized plastic cup full of Diet Coke, complete with bendy straw. It looks ideal.
Problem: Half an hour through the movie you have to go to the bathroom or you will die. The culprit: That half drunk gallon of Diet Coke.
Solution: Don’t drink Diet Coke.
If you have reached this point without experiencing any of the above mistakes, you deserve a medal. However, the amount of things that shouldn’t happen in the cinema itself is quite extensive, so do not let down your guard.
Problem 1: Elementary school kids sitting at the top of the cinema begin emptying their bags of popcorn onto your head the moment you walk.
Solution: Hold your own bucket of popcorn over your head to transfigure that artificial butter covered arsenal of grenades into a free refill.
Problem 2: The theater is not very full and the number of seats overwhelms you. Which one should you take?
Problem 3: The theater is nearly full and there is only a handful of options. The question still remains.
Problem 4: You have found a good seat and don’t want anyone sitting next to you. How would you prevent this?
The solutions to problems 2 through 4 are summed up very well here:
During the movie is perhaps the easiest place to make a mishap. Follow these simple rules for the optimum movie watching experience for those around you.
Circumstance 1: Justin Bieber begins “singing.”
Reaction: Refrain from throwing your bucket of popcorn at the screen. You will miss it when he stops.
Circumstance 2: You are watching The Woman in Black. The main character appears on screen.
Reaction: Refrain from screaming, “Merlin’s beard, it’s Harry Potter!”
Note: These two circumstances are perhaps the most difficult to keep from making mistakes. If experiencing difficulty, consider duct tape.
THE PARKING LOT
You are walking to the theater to go see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2. A group of teenagers walk out, clutching Diet Cokes and half empty buckets of popcorn.
Girl 1 says to Girl 2: “OMG, that was so sad. I, like, messed up my mascara crying so much.”
Girl 2 to Girl 1: “Like totally! It was super depressing when Harry died.”
Solution: Don’t drink Diet Coke
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