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4 provisional cast ons for toe-up socks (and any other cast-on needs) YouTube.

Sock-ra-tease generic fill-in-your-measurements pattern for toe-up socks and the "afterthought" heel. PDF

Toe up sock in miniature (class handout)

Medieval stockings

Eleanor of Toledo medieval sock pattern

Another pattern, same. Does not require turning work inside out. pdf

Sock Museum Historical Sock pattern links

6-installment pattern (with some pictures) of knitting a sideways sock:
http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2007/06/sidewinders_the.html#more
http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2007/06/sidewinders_act.html
http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2007/06/sidewinders_act_1.html
http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2007/06/sidewinders_act_3.html
http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2007/06/sidewinders_act_2.html
http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2007/06/sidewinders_the_1.html

I'm beginning to think that some of my sickness is starvation - the worse I feel, the less I eat. Will be steaming up a big bowl of non-nutritional whiteness tonight because even at death's door I can eat chicken breast and buttered rice.

The Dark is Rising - Comparison of book to movie IOW, "Chris Eccleston is the only possible reason to see this, ever."

Thanks to the fabulous

tchwrtr, a list of restaurants around the Maryland Renaissance Festival Google map and spreadsheet with URLs. (Tchwrtr? I'm going to have to give you the info for that Jaspers on 450, aren't I? If you go back 450-301, there's a Jaspers, which will theoretically bring to your car, although I've always had to go in and sweat at them. Also, I am vastly amused by your "type" for Melting Pot.)

Me, I'm planning on swinging by Whole Paycheck and picking up something from the hot bar for Monday's bento. I won't be at faire all day, 1) because I will presumably still feel like the bottom of a birdcage, 2) it's going to be 90+ damn degrees, and 3) I want to come home early enough to see the cheap show of "Becoming Jane" at the Greenbelt. I'm only going because it's opening weekend, I can see much of what I want to see while sitting quietly at the Globe all day, and I want to buy another skirt from Bullseye. Last year I picked up a part-polyester black skirt, and if a woman can't get stupendous mileage out of an non-wrinkling, A-line, ankle-length black skirt, she's not even trying. I want another one, in another nice neutral color so that this one isn't doing sole duty at faire/at the office/at the theater/sclepping at home/etc.

Am still trying to get my sluggish brain to wrap around a top-post I want to make about Ninth vs Tenth Doctors. It seems that Ten is usually seen as "Rose's Doctor," I think because David and Billie make a cuter couple. But it was Nine who fixated on Rose. She was the first one he asked into the TARDIS after the war - he even made a point about saying how he traveled on his own now... a point he broke to ask her, twice, to join him. (If she'd said no again, I could imagine that he'd be hounding her every few minutes until she said yes!) During the rest of Nine's run, no other companion was asked aboard except by Rose. Mickey's turned down invite? Rose. Adam? Rose, specifically brought on by the Doctor because "he's your boyfriend." Jack? Rose again, asking what his final message meant.

Lynda might have broken the pattern; Nine was definately giving her the pre-invite sniff-around, but she died.

Ten, on the other hand, has all but installed a revolving door, and brought on companions even when Rose was specifically telling him "NO!" Rose, again. Mickey, over Rose's objections. Donna. Martha. That's four companions before the middle of his second season ( and now I have to cut the rest of this for S3 season-ending spoilers. )

There's an essay there, but I haven't figured out what the theme is. Aside from "Nine was emo, but Ten is Seriously Messed UP and taking it out on his companions!"

This weekend
There is one thing the Bush Administration has inaugurated that is totally, unarguably, cool, righteous, and good for the country: The National Book Festival. Yes, it's sponsored by the Library of Congress, but check the dates of the previous events - this is a Laura Bush pet project. I hope future first ladies will be sensible and continue the tradition. My sole complaint is that I have my choice of getting books signed by David McCullough *or* hearing Neil Gaiman speak. Probably going with McCullough, as I have already heard Gaiman and read his blog off LJ anyway.

Saturday being a busy day, I also have the option to renew my pinko liberal bleeding heart credentials and either join the Planned Parenthood booth at the Convention Center or join the anti-war march that will be going on just a couple of blocks away from the book festival. (Won't THAT be fun, esp. with Mrs. Bush running around? Note to self: Pay attention to anyone wearing a suit and sunglasses in that heat. Do not piss them off and do not make sudden moves around them. Second note to self: 'Tis probably nobler in the mind to start at the books and move towards the march because they're going to be paying particular attention to anyone who starts at the march and moves towards the books, youbetcha. Or hit the rally early & fast, bury anything I pick up deep in my bags and then duck up several blocks or even metro and then come back to the Smithsonian for a different angle to see the festival. Cheezewhiz, this is like trying to figure out how to get to work when the President of Russia was staying in the next building.)

Life in the capitol of the Land of the Free can be... strategically interesting.

Sunday I get to head back to the Rennfaire to enjoy Pirate Weekend. The Corsairs will have docked and have a concert or two which I want to see, and I've already made plans to pick up the RESCU pin and CD. Plus, Tee Morris, author of Billibub Baddings and the Case of the Singing Sword will be there, and I want my review copy signed.

Fic Rec

terri_osborne found it first: Blackadder of Starfleet.
BLACKADDER: About this database of personnel about to graduate from the Academy…?
BALDRICK: Yes, Mr. Blackadder, I thought it would be convenient to you to have the whole graduatin’ class’ vital statistics readily available.
BLACKADDER: Except you didn’t say ‘convenient’ in your cover letter, Balders, you indicate the purpose of compiling this collection of trivia as being for my ‘connivance.’

Media Rant
Someone on my f-list linked to a Washington Post article that I had skimmed in the regular paper, about the misogyny in this season's TV in particular. Fair enough, considering that Supernatural plasters two women to the ceiling and then burns them alive. But the article blamed CSI for starting "the trend" and there I cry foul. First, that "trend" has been around forever and a day, starting from the first silent movie where Pauline got tied to the railroad tracks. Second, it's disingenuous to blame CSI for having violence in it considering it's a show *about* crime, and they have been pretty even-handed about making their victims and their culprits male and female, young and old.

But finally - while a spike of shows about violence against women is a legitimate topic, why not also write about the more subtle degredations of women? Because to my mind, it's a great deal less horrific to watch a murdering rapist be caught on CSI than it is to watch Rory Gilmore throw her future away with both hands episode after episode. Gilmore Girls used to be about her bright future and her indomitable goals, and now she's dropped out of college and has a police record. At least CSI is about catching the criminals and ending the crime, not digging a bright light deeper and deeper into a self-made hole of boycraziness.

Rory Gilmore. Laura Holt. Caitlin from Airwolf. Even Amanda King, who was brighter than she came across. All strong, smart, determined women. All slowly intellectually strangled and subordinated to the whims of the men who breezed into their plotlines - often by their own choice. (Note that Stephanie Zimbalist - who fought for Laura Holt all the way - doesn't even appear on the covers of the Remington Steele DVDs!)

At least when you pin a woman to the ceiling and burn her up, the violence is obvious. And she didn't choose to do it to herself.

Totally random LJ comment
Watching the LJ meme grow is giving me ideas for stuff that I should probably be adding to my own interests list. Hm.

After having spent hours in the stores finding that none of the cute shoes fit and paying triple digits for shoes that do fit but don't particularly flatter, I have Officially Had Enough.

I hereby declare my intention to learn how to make my own shoes. Not just sandals, but my own work flats and, if I can find a place, rennie moccasins as well. I thought there was a place called Rocky Mountain that had a class in making leather boots a la Catskill Moccasins, but I'm having the dickens finding it.

faireraven? You know who I'm talking about.

Since I had much the same experience in foundational garments as well, I'm probably going to be learning to make my own bras at the same time.

I've seen it crop up in several LJs. Basically, the idea is to take song lyrics and use google's language tools to translate in this order - English - German - French - English. Then you post the results and let people guess.

To give the rennies & pirates on my f-list a fighting chance, I've picked all sea shantys, and each one has a huge hint that survived the translations.

( It was of Freitagmorn, as us veils adjusted... )

( Ooookayyyyy - give us not one to swear )

( Deprived-teers )

discworld announces that the next Tiffany Aching book will come out in March of '06, tentatively titled Wintersmith. This will be roughly 6 months after the release of Thud, a Watch novel. (I'm getting the impression that there will be no adult Witch novels while the Tiffany series is running.)

BBC History has a fun review for Intrigue and Treason: The Tudor Court 1547-1558 by David Loades. Quoting Christopher Haigh:

"The Little Tudors have not had much attention. Squashed between Henry the much-married and Elizabeth the unmarried, Edward the too-young-to-marry and Mary the unhappily married have looked pretty dull. Their reigns seemed a disgression from the proper course of English history: left turn, about face, then on th where we should have been doing anyway. The middle years of the century were just a quick sequence of the Good Duke (Somerset), the Bad Duke (Northumberland) and Bloody Mary - though recently they've been revamped as the not-so-good Duke, the not-so-bad Duke, and bloody-but-well-meaning Mary."

I just liked that phrasing. The rest of the review is reads rather like Haigh, an Oxford history professor, is correcting Loades' thesis; he considers the book to be detailed but flawed by making everyone out to be a "goody-goody" rather than focusing on "what a dramatic dozen years they were, with the first royal minority in England for more than a century and the first queen regent ever."

And finally, the offer to sell review books in return for Team Wench pledges will end on Friday; I need the space and I'll be packing them up for the AAUW this weekend.

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