Hear that cracking sound?

That was the sound of my Western Washington amphibian-like skin cracking in the heat of the southern California sun over the weekend. Ahh, that felt nice….


I’m back home today, but I was in LA for an extended weekend for a cousin’s wedding. I felt sorry for the souls I’d left behind back home, drowning in the cool, wet, soggy weather of the Pacific Northwest. Not really.

The newlyweds had a photo booth at the reception for guests to use as a memory book of their big day. Great idea.
My mom was my traveling companion.

We met-up with Fluffbuff Francesca at Le Pain Quotidien in Manhattan Beach, and Ben was there too. I got to drool over Francesca’s latest swatch, done on really tiny needles. I wonder what my mother thinks of my curious life as a knit-blogger?

Of course, while there, I loaded-up on Le Pain’s answer to Nutella to take home.

I did almost no knitting the entire trip, save for the continuing, long, drawn-out process of binding-off Bird’s Eye of domesticshorthair lore (I started it 4 years ago), and that was only worked on in flight, coming and going. If it weren’t for my visit with Francesca, I could have said that I did nothing knitting-related; I didn’t visit a yarn store, I didn’t fondle a random skein of yarn, and I didn’t even buy a Japanese knitting book at Sanseido Books during a stop at Mitsuwa in Torrance. However, I did finish Wandering The Moor before I left home.
(sorry for the bad, away-from-home photo)

I like it, and I love the un-scalloped edge for being different. When I finished it, I thought I’d messed-up because it was so small, it looked like something for my 6-year old, but once I blocked it, it opened-up and became adult-size.

Pattern: Wandering the Moor Shawl by Celeste Glassel
Yarn: Berroco Ultra Alpaca Fine (just over a skein)
Needles: US 6/4.0 mm

Today I actually had really really good answer for a change when a cashier at the market asked me if I did anything fun over the weekend.

Movie Review: Old Goats

It was with some degree of reluctance that my mother coaxed me into leaving my comfortable home on a cool, rainy June-uary weeknight to watch the Seattle International Film Festival premiere of Old Goats last night, but it was hard to pass-up the offer since one of her friends was in it, and in the end I was glad I went.

Filmed locally on Bainbridge Island by Taylor Guterson, Old Goats is an entertaining flick about three men in semi-fictitious roles about their lives as senior citizens in a small town. The three men are depicted in different stages of their senior lives, Dave (played by David Vander Wal) is fresh into his retirement, Britt (played by Britton Crosley) has been retired longer, and Bob (played by Bob Burkholder, author of Skirting the Edge) has been living his retired life for so long he’s become a pro at making a new life for himself. The movie is quite entertaining for the most part and filled with many humorous moments, as well as a few that cause reflection. If all else fails, you find yourself watching because you’re just certain that at least one of the actors is going to die at any moment. Despite lacking the polish a bigger film, Old Goats is good entertainment, which is actually quite a feat because it was filmed with people lacking any training in acting, and Guterson pulls it together through good camera angles, direction and editing, but don’t even let his hand on the work fool you, these people actually do quite well on their own.  Admittedly it could stand with a little tightening-up of the first 30 minutes or so because there was a little too much build-up, and some of the humor about senior life seemed a little over-the-top, reminding me of the TV show Golden Girls, a production that often spent too much time making fun of senior living.  Aside from it’s rough edges, Old Goats is a must-see, for it’s not often you get to see an entertaining movie produced a shoestring budget that Guterson approximates at about $5,000 (minus the equipment he already owned).  Old Goats is a gem awaiting the discovery of the adventurous movie-goer.