Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Well this project is more fun than a barrel of hedgehogs! The jumpsuit portion is finished and so is my sewing machine. . .*rolling eyes*. . .the shoes are a small disaster and I am thoroughly disgusted. . .my machine won't pick up the bottom thread and the flywheel spins when it shouldn't and the motor just stalls. . .which caused a needle to snap and fly out hitting me in the throat. I know of people who have run over their fingers with their sewing machine but never anyone who got a needle point stuck in their throat. Joe said he would take a look at it when he came home from work but I am not sure if he means me or the machine. I hope he can dig the rest of the needle point out of my throat, too.

Weird, but not as weird as the previous post. That picture is enough to put the fear of God in anyone.


The gray kitty with the soft claws looks a lot like our gray kitty, Sterling.
We had a pair of them but Pewter was beaten to death with a baseball bat or pipe, we presume by the wacko neighbor next door.

Sterling and Pewter

She also poisoned our squirrel corn killing 13 squirrels, her boy friend shot deer in our pasture with a cross bow (poaching is illegal, so is hunting in the city limits); poisoned our border collie puppy, planted pot in our pasture, dug out her basement for a meth lab (her boyfriend got jail time, she got probation for testifying against him); sprayed our garden mulch with wood preservative so that the border would match her fence, killing the herb garden and poisoning the soil; plus sprayed my pumpkin patch with weed killer. She also killed $150 worth of butterfly bushes with the run-off from her yard chemicals that she applies greater-than-package-strength so that none of our 'weeds' travel in to her yard. Is it any wonder we are looking for a new place to live?

I am going to go take a pain pill and a nap. Later, after Joe works on the machine, I will tackle the slouch socks, the mittens and the hood. I may have to finish the project by hand, but if my machine is throwing things at me, that might not be a bad idea.