Excellent Rumor
Well, as I expected, I got no knitting done yesterday, not even, alas, in meetings (and don't expect much today either -- and then tonight I'll be at the Annual Marathon Pre-Concert Choir Rehearsal From Hell; no knitting there) -- BUT I did have a truly lovely day yesterday, BECAUSE
I have heard a rumor going around the undergraduate population, which is that I am a former Deadhead who used to follow the Grateful Dead around.
I am so immensely charmed by this rumor I can't begin to tell you. It's entirely untrue, as it happens -- never liked the Grateful Dead; would have followed Jefferson Airplane/Starship around cheerfully, but didn't even do that. I believe it would have taken more organizational ability than I possessed at the time, to have actually been a groupie. Have I ever even mentioned the Grateful Dead in class? No, I have not. They were not, until yesterday, anywhere near the front of my mental file. (Now they are, though; I'll probably start talking about them LOTS.)
Nope, entirely untrue, and I haven't been able to figure out exactly what it is that started this rumor off. But I do approve of the rumor; I think it's a fine rumor. I intend not to squelch it, though if asked directly I'll not tell lies. Colleagues have been alerted; they're to say, "Really?" when they hear the rumor, and not slap it down. I'm looking forward to seeing where it goes. ("She used to play backup drums! No kidding! Really! I've seen the pictures!")
So much for that: Knitting Content -- The Empress, yet another major in the Knitting Tarot, concerns the people who inspire others to knit, simply by their own knitting. Well. Sometimes that's us, and sometimes that's the people who inspire us.
I've been knitting since I was a child, and now don't even remember why I started -- did I see my grandmother knitting? My mother? Was I simply handed yarn and needles because it was time to hold them? But I do know that I'm now inspired constantly by other knitters, and not just to make things, but to learn new techniques. All my Norwegian cousins who were knitting and wearing knitted goods and handing over knitted goods to their poor freezing American relatives, the first time I went to Norway -- Empresses all, and now I knit the way they do.
We don't always know who it is we inspire ourselves -- sometimes we hear about it, though.
"I don't know," one of my colleagues said the other day. "All those graduate students sitting in class with pointy sticks. This makes me sort of nervous."
Sorry. Dangerous, having Empresses around.
Especially former Deadheads.
I have heard a rumor going around the undergraduate population, which is that I am a former Deadhead who used to follow the Grateful Dead around.
I am so immensely charmed by this rumor I can't begin to tell you. It's entirely untrue, as it happens -- never liked the Grateful Dead; would have followed Jefferson Airplane/Starship around cheerfully, but didn't even do that. I believe it would have taken more organizational ability than I possessed at the time, to have actually been a groupie. Have I ever even mentioned the Grateful Dead in class? No, I have not. They were not, until yesterday, anywhere near the front of my mental file. (Now they are, though; I'll probably start talking about them LOTS.)
Nope, entirely untrue, and I haven't been able to figure out exactly what it is that started this rumor off. But I do approve of the rumor; I think it's a fine rumor. I intend not to squelch it, though if asked directly I'll not tell lies. Colleagues have been alerted; they're to say, "Really?" when they hear the rumor, and not slap it down. I'm looking forward to seeing where it goes. ("She used to play backup drums! No kidding! Really! I've seen the pictures!")
So much for that: Knitting Content -- The Empress, yet another major in the Knitting Tarot, concerns the people who inspire others to knit, simply by their own knitting. Well. Sometimes that's us, and sometimes that's the people who inspire us.
I've been knitting since I was a child, and now don't even remember why I started -- did I see my grandmother knitting? My mother? Was I simply handed yarn and needles because it was time to hold them? But I do know that I'm now inspired constantly by other knitters, and not just to make things, but to learn new techniques. All my Norwegian cousins who were knitting and wearing knitted goods and handing over knitted goods to their poor freezing American relatives, the first time I went to Norway -- Empresses all, and now I knit the way they do.
We don't always know who it is we inspire ourselves -- sometimes we hear about it, though.
"I don't know," one of my colleagues said the other day. "All those graduate students sitting in class with pointy sticks. This makes me sort of nervous."
Sorry. Dangerous, having Empresses around.
Especially former Deadheads.
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