Well dang it, I almost missed your answer! How long do these take for you to finish?! Oh boy. I am into crafting ad well, but never would I ever have thought up a project of such proportions. Ugh. *looks very impressed*
The pattern design takes an hour or two. The actual knitting can take 2-3 months of regular work. I knit it in the round with a pattern repeat, so basically it all gets done twice so it looks the same on both sides. 😀
Wait – does that mean you are doing this WHIOLE LONG-ASS QUOTE ON ONE SCARF??? (That took a moment or three to sink in, huh.) But seriously! *fans self hysterically*
Yes, indeed! I’ve done several now!
Dean: “All that’s ever mattered is that we’re together. So, shut up and drink your beer.”
Castiel: “There is no righteous path. Just people trying to do their best in a world where it is far too easy to do your worst.”
Charlie: “Saving people, hunting things, the family business? I am down. But I was raised on Tolkien, man. Where’s my quest?”
Kansas: “Carry on my wayward son. There’ll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don’t you cry no more.”
Each with the protection sigil on one end and the angel banishing sigil on the other end.
Since I’ve been home since Thursday and too exhausted to write, I decided to design and start another SPN quote scarf. This time, Sam’s up! I haven’t had a quote from him that’s really inspired me as something both long enough and “totally Sam,” like I found for Dean, Castiel, and Charlie. Now I have!
The full quote will be from 13×03:
“Because I know what it feels like to feel like you don’t belong. To feel like there’s this darkness inside of you. To be scared of who you are, what you can do.”
The sheer whimsy of fish tanks on starships is my favorite sci-fi thing ever. I love it in Mass Effect, I love it on Star Trek. I love it all the time, every time.
It’s like, some human in dry dock thought, “what if there are no pets on other planets? We need pets in space. Most animals would be too disruptive. Wait! Fish stay where you put them. Perfect space pet.” Like, water is scarce in space. Fish tanks would waste their absolute most precious resource. And yet.
Also, can you imagine being in props or set on something like ST:TNG and being so excited to build and maintain the Enterprise, only to arrive on set, and your supervisor goes, "good to have you on the show. While the rest of us are fixing and inspecting all of the neon lights, you can go clean out the fish tank in the Ready Room and Wesley Crusher’s cabin. Welcome to space.”
Exhibit 2 of “my child is weird because of me.”
I went on a cleaning binge in the wake of illness here, and I opened all the windows because of bleach. I then promptly forget I’ve opened all the windows.
Nerdler goes to the bathroom and yells, “MY POOP IS NORMAL AGAIN!’
I yell back, “YAY, YOUR POOP IS NORMAL!”
Distantly from the parking lot, I hear someone clapping and yelling, “CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR POOP!”
Nerdler and I both run to the window and yell, “THANK YOU!”
Sorry for my absence here, and everywhere, really. Nerdler has been incredibly sick since Thursday. Today we’ve had a bit of an improvement, though. Nerdler came into my room and startled me awake.
ME: What’s going on? What’s wrong?
NERDLER: I’m making toast.
NERDLER: *picks up HIKARU, the ninja cat, off of my bed, holds her like a kettle bell, and crab walks away with her.*
ME: ????
HIKARU: ????
i dont understand this at all and america scares the fuck out of me
This is the america they don’t want you to see
i love america
This is what you call Waffle House at 2 am when the bars close and everyone is drunk and hungry
*group of people having fun*
this site: wtf this is so scaryPeople having safe fun at a waffle house is scary for most Tumblr bloggers, reports say.
Some context for those not familiar with Waffle House Culture:
- Waffle House is one of the few chains in America that’s open 24/7/365, and where you can get both breakfast and lunch/dinner options at any time (I have had so many Breakfast Cheeseburgers at Waffle Houses). The food is really good, and people eat there at all times of the day or night, but it’s particularly popular as a late-night post-drinking spot because it’s all that’s open and it’s the kind of food that tastes especially good when you’re hammered.
- Part of Waffle House Protocol is that all the servers and cooks greet every single customer as they come through the door. It sounds lame, but I’ve never been to a Waffle House where that greeting didn’t feel completely heartfelt. My mom is a health nut who could barely find anything on the menu she was willing to eat and yet she describes the Christmas Day lunch we had there one year as one of the nicest meals she’s ever had because everyone was so warm and welcoming. That sense of camaraderie gets turned up to 11, of course, at 2 a.m. when everyone’s shitfaced.
- The jukeboxes have Waffle-House-themed songs on them (once you have heard “Raisins in my Toast” you will be earwormed forever) and there is an arcane system of hash brown ordering: scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, topped, diced, peppered, and/or capped. The hot sauce bottles say “Casa de Waffle.”
- Once, in Oxford (UK), my husband and I walked past a kebab van very late one night and he said “why do I smell Waffle House”
- The location of most Waffle Houses means there’s some… classism that tends to get tied up with Anti-Waffle House Discourse, which is probably lending itself, in part, to this being such a fraught topic. (I’m looking at a map and apparently I was born and raised right in the middle of the Peak Waffle House Density Zone)
- It is, in the words of chef Anthony Bourdain, “indeed marvelous— an irony-free zone where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts; where everybody regardless of race, creed, color or degree of inebriation is welcomed.”
This was adorable lmao
ive never had any of this happen at a waffle house
Dude. Yes. Waffle House is just The Place. Impromptu breakfast meets with friends or my mother and mother-in-law. 3AM when you’re on a road trip and exhausted and hungry. 3AM after you and friends have been out on four-wheelers all night. Public place if you need to meet someone you’re concerned about being with, like an ex, or buying something from a stranger. They are always open and always friendly. They’re a stable of the South, for sure, and are open even during storms.
I’ve worked at several jobs that had an unofficial Waffle House weather scale. Like, during inclement weather, my boss would say, “if the Waffle House is open, so are we.” But if the Waffle House was closed? Stay home, probably in fallout shelter. XD
Also, I’ve noticed if you get lost on side streets somewhere driving and can’t find the highway in the South USA, look for the Waffle House sign. It’s pretty bright and easy to spot, and 9 times out of 10, they’re by highway entrance and exit ramps.
Nerdler and I both learned a lesson about semantics today. In an effort to keep her germs somewhat contained, I allowed her to take her laptop into her room to watch TV in bed. I have parental controls set on the machine, but things break through occasionally. She’s watching some video and one of the guys says, “shit!”
I go to her room and say, “Nerdler, turn that off. You’re not allowed to watch anything with bad words or violence.”
She says, “it’s not violent and nobody said a bad word!”
I say, “I just heard the s-word! You can’t argue with me when I heard the bad word myself.”
She turns off the video but looks at me extremely confused. She says, “I really didn’t hear a bad word.”
I know she heard it. And it upsets me that she’s lying to my face. I say, “dude, you know it’s inappropriate for kids your age to hear or say bad words.”
She’s getting upset now, too and says, “yeah, but they didn’t say any words I don’t like! I’m not lying! They didn’t!”
I pause. Now I’m confused. “Nerdler, do you know what a bad word is?”
“Yes! It’s a word that’s bad to me to hear!”
Oh.
“Give me an example.”
“Um… onion. Spider. Bedtime.”
Oh my god.
“Do you know when I say ‘bad word’ it’s the same as ‘swear word’? Do you know what those are?”
Her eyes get huge. She covers her mouth. “Oh my god, he said the s-word!”
“Yes. You’re not allowed to watch videos with those kinds of words.”
And suddenly, we both reached enlightenment.
Jupiter Astrid James 