Like Prince Loves Purple

I like purple. Which pretty much means I could be descended from royalty, because purple was once worn only by royalty. I also have O-neg blood, which, according to some theories, is common to the descendents of some advanced alien beings. Hey, we all need to feel special, ok?


Anyway, I am a purple appreciater. I like purple things, like

Purple phones,


Purple velvet bags of lavender,


purple wallets,



purple stained glass lamp shades,

and purple sweatshirts.
And I really, really like ...

... funky purple Merino wool SCARVES, made by a funky and fabulous Boston friend by the name of Evil Ganome!

Oh yes he did! And this in spite of the fact that for an accomplished knitter such as himself, knitting scarves is apparently so boring as to cause said knitter to entertain thoughts of jabbing the knitting needles repeatedly into an eye, just to escape the boredom. I guess once you've moved onto complicated cableknit sweaters and *ahem* toasty basket warmers, the long uninterrupted length of a simple scarf no longer gives him a yarn woody. But knit it he did, which makes me love it even more, being a labor of love and head-banging boredom. I love me some Evil-G!

And I love love love my scarf!

To make it a little more interesting, he employed something called a seed stitch. I, of course, had no idea what that was, but promptly headed for The Googles, and found it is the reason behind the wonderful nubbly texture. I can't stop touching it. I guess it looks like a bunch of seeds, thus the name. There are other stitches where the origin of the name is a bit more ambiguous, as I recently learned at Tater's site, where he's been working on a piece using the Van Dyke Faggoting method. And that's the extent of my knowledge on knitting stitches.

He got the color just right too, decoding my vague statement that I like purple, but it's got to be the the bluey purples, not the pinky purples, you know what I mean? He did. He also remembered other preferences from a previous conversation, where I'd told him, You know I like 'em thick and long, honey. I'm not sure we were talking about scarves that day, but no matter; this purple wrap is a whopping 7 feet long, so I can wrap it 'til it works. Hell yeah. And the seed stitch assures the thickness factor.

I just love it when a man takes care of your needs, don't you?

Here's Bed Bear, above, my current sleeping partner, modeling it for you. Isn't he cute? (Yes, as a matter of fact, I do sleep with a teddy bear. He doesn't kick or snore - let alone fart - doesn't care if I shave my legs or wear knee socks to bed, and he never tries to get some in the night when I'm sleeping. On the other hand, he's pretty passive, and he never tries to get some in the night when I'm sleeping.)

I took these pics last night, close to midnight, so I was in no state of mind to do a full frontal facial shot. I tried to be creative and show off the scarf without showing off my dark circles and newly forming zit as well, but unfortunately most of the shots came out looking rather Burqaesque, as seen here.

Anyway, my scarf is gorgeous, I love it. Love it! Thank you Tony -- you're my boy!