It's a quote that's been running around my head now for a week. It's from a movie, can't remember which one but all I know is that when it was said, the quote was from a guy and it had absolutely NOTHING to do with the movie. The guy was beat up, drugged or something. It will come to me, but right now, it's just random garble in my head. Which happens when I finish up a semester of school. I get random stuff stuck in my head. I also have a severe case of ADD. It's gotten to the point where I'm CLEANING and knitting dishcloths! DISHCLOTHS people! There's not a thing wrong with dishcloths, really. It is just a symptom of my inability to concentrate for more than 2 seconds. I feel like a fish in Finding Nemo. One of 2 baby blankets I've finished in the last month or so. This one is interesting in that the yarn is a super-bulky yarn from Red Heart: boutique dash. Ok, so the yarn is like spool knitted. I found a skein in clearance and started ...
there lives a woman with knitting needles of fire.