there should be something to say. something interesting. but mostly things are just rolling along. last night at purlygirls we had a conversation about blogs and why people do them and why people read them. i suspect the reasons are as varied as people. the only one that makes any real sense to me (acknowledging that there are thousand others) is the sense of community that gets built. i've had my 'invisible friends' since about 1989-90 when it was just .edu email on usenet. some part of it pleases me. i've made good friends around the world. it's being connected. it's how b. and i met, which i couldn't be more thankful for. and i'm used to having friends that i may or may not have met in person.

but for most people there's probably no good reason at the end of the day.

On the what-i-do-with-my-hands-in-the-afternoon front - 2nd babyhat is almost done (another half an hour of i-cord). then i will start on the harlot poncho probably. as well as hats for kids having chemo - a little project i'm starting with some of the purlygirls. the other night when i was trying to teach mardella to knit (trying because it's the first time i've tried to teach someone to knit) grace was watching and said "what *happened*???". and because we have one brain i knew what she meant. i said "what... like 'who are you, you crazy knitting woman, and what have you done with the old rebecca'?" she laughed and said yes. it's a very autumnal thing. and it's always something i think about in the fall. and my mother is sending me all of her knitting stuff because she doesn't knit anymore really. so how could i not?

i'm pretty it's obvious by the length of this post that i have work to do (that i'm not doing). so back to that. but it's good fun graphic design stuff. and bonus that himself sent a nice fat file of the whole new citizen cope album, which is SO GOOD. damn.

one last thing. when we were hunting for art supplies (more accurately "shit to make other shit out of") at goodwill the other day, we found MONKEYBABY. (all of buck's stuffies are referred to as babies, however, MONKEYBABY was so darned big that he gets a big name). see below.