It's 2:00 PM on Saturday, July 10th, and I'm sitting on a train bound for Toronto, which might not be as cool as a midnight train to Georgia, but is still pretty frickin' neat. I'm blogging from a train!!! My inner geek finds this to be incredibly satisfying.
I had a very knitty post planned for today, but of course, I forgot my camera, and while I may be psyched at the prospect of blogging from a moving train, turns out I'm not psyched enough to use the laptop's Webcam to take pictures of my knitting in front of my fellow passengers. I've already been the object of more than a few curious glances (or unabashed stares), friendly remarks and - yes - un-sollicited conversations...
[About that - why is it that people feel they can just talk to knitters, anyway? Why do the rules of society: avoid eye contact, respect personal space, and above al else - pretense, pretense, pretense - why do these things seem to just vanish like cashmere at a fiber festival when we have pointy sticks and some string in our hands?]
So why am I on a train? (I'm on a train! I'm on a train!) I was supposed to be running a race in Toronto tomorrow morning, but I'm sadly un-prepared for it (that might have something to do with the fact that I haven't been... you know.... running?). However, the train tickets were non-refundable and non-exchangeable ('natch), so I'm taking a quick trip to visit my Dad and step-mum Margot in what will soon be their old house (they're moving closer to us! Yay!).
So far I've finished a pair of socks, and have knit one pattern repeat on my newly cast-on lace shawl. Dudes, trains really are the more civilized way to travel.
Happy Knitting Everyone!