Derby and String

R U Three?

Bonus points if you can name that movie.

Hi!   i am here, and have not broken anything horrendously important of late.  However, I have been so busy with MHP and working (feh) and roller derby, that I have not picked up the needles in far too long.  In fact, I toyed with the idea of putting all my yarn and spinning stuff in storage for a few months, while I try to get my sh*t together.

Of course, my house would be totally empty and I'd be bored and cold, but we'll explore the reasoning behind my wanting to put all fiber stuff in timeout some other time.

Right now, we have a list.  Of things I have done in the last week, so you catch up on my exciting life.  (I'm thinking about deleting this post entirely, I am so overcome with ennui at myself right now.)

1. I went to prom.  An 80's themed prom.  I went stag, got stupid, put balloons in my shirt to entertain myself, and also may or may not have done a dance to "Ice Ice Baby".  Don't judge me, I was wearing fishnet fingerless gloves.
2. I discovered that it *IS* possible to break your lady parts.  Don't ask.  I don't want to talk about it.
3. I learned that plastic + varnished floor at high speed = melted kneepads. 
4. Need to buy new kneepads.
5. Fell asleep at my desk 3 times in one day
6. Tried a new tea

See?  I've been SERIOUSLY boring lately.  i'm totally wiped out.  Ugh.

for my Hogwarts Sock Kit Swap

Power hungry Slytherin
loved those of great ambition.
In Slytherin you'll make
your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any
means
To achieve their ends.

There is no good and evil, there is only power and
those too weak to seek it.

Mama always told me...

....always wear clean underpants.

And so it begins...

...expect more posts about the joys of a bag of frozen peas applied directly to floor-burned skin, and how you should tape your velcro on your pads down so you don't get/give velcro burns, etc etc etc....and here's pix of my first appearance on skates in front of a thousand people who were not there to see me skate.... (clicky to embiggen)

That's me, facing the wrong way in all black with the hott fishnets

I'm smack in the middle, hunched over like Quasimodo

This is me, way out of bounds, pounding on Vanessa, because I was told to. Don't worry, I took her down easy and didn't hurt her.  :)

I've been derailed.

I had this great post about how I was going to get back to the "Derby and String" part of this blog, and then I checked my stats and my email and....

1) Someone googled my blog by typing "'pink hair' and 'scary email'" and "espresso State Route 9 SE "fantasy friday"". 

2) my friend sent me this in email, and I cannot stop laughing, nor can I stop singing "BROTHERRRRRSS FOREEEEVERRRRRR!!!!"

Take 2

Ok, let's try this again.  I had no idea that picture of Dizzy in the last post would route you through MySpace, but here is the pic again with a proper link.

If you'd like the HTML to post on your blog (PLEASE PLEASE post it on your blog!) then just email me at Hot Rod Libby LOO at Yahoo, ok? Ok. :)

HOLY WHITENESS BATMAN!!

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IT's SNOWING!! And yes, I am headed to go get toilet paper, why do you ask? ;)

Because I love you...

...and it doesn't cost you anything, let's vote Miss Kendra (aka Dizzy von Damn) into this Viva Las Vegas Burlesque contest.  Please click on the photo below, get to the Viva Las Vegas website and scroll down (she's about the 10th down on the left hand side) and vote for her. (You can only vote once per IP, but if you go to Starbucks, or the library or work or home.....there's 4 different IPs right there!!)

Why should you vote for her, you ask?  Because I've seen lovely photos of her doing a KNITTING performance.  Well, not knitting, but she knit the straps and some other stuff of her costume and then UNRAVELS THEM ONSTAGE.

How can you not spread this throughout the knitting land and round up this kick-ass community of ours and get her into first place so she can represent in Las Vegas???

Please, if you've got some time, consider re-posting this on your blog.  It would be SO GREAT to get her up there on the stage....I'm proud of how far she's come :)

Also.... 30

Ansel Adams Strikes Again

  Hi.  Guess what? I have pictures today :)  So those of you who have dial-up, be forewarned.  And those of you who like perfectly lined up things (aka OCD I guess?) please don't stone me.

I have a button collection on my car visor that entertains me to no end.  There's a button from TX's favorite beer that got chucked at me and hit me in the eye in some bar on my birthday one year, there's a button from my favorite Rat City Rollergirls team...this is just a couple of them.  I think there's actually a couple more now....

Here's a token picture of MHP.

A blog post with pictures is not complete until there's some SERIOUS cuteness happening, and he's your man for that.  Yes, he's a Cub Scout.  Yes, I have not sewn any of his badges on yet.  Yes, I'm aware that I may suck for that a lot. 

But he's flipping adorable.  Forgive me.

It snowed here, and lasted about 8 1/2 minutes. Long enough for me to take a ton of photos..

....and then it started raining.

I feel bad for MHP, because he doesn't understand the concept of a snow day :(

I started a Kauni.

This was my first attempt...I'm doing the one with the squares.  I got about 2 inches into the pattern when I finally noticed that the yarns had morphed into the exact same colour, completely obliterating the pattern.  *sigh*

It's fixed now, but being the up-to-date person that I am? I have no photos. 

Oh hey, another picture of MHP!

Our local "mall" (aka giant conglomeration of super expensive stores) has this Winter Lane thing every year, where they have a live drum line and it "snows" (I think it's soap bubbles, but I can't be entirely sure) and MHP loves to go see it.  We would probably go every night during the holidays if he was in charge :)

I think this one should be my Christmas card this year.

If I sent out those sorts of things.

Maybe this time I should try it?

Grr...I still don't care for Christmas.  (Want to know what I got this year? A cool display cube thing for my photos.  That's it.  I still am waiting for Santa every year.)

This is MHP's dad and his half-sister.

We will speak no more on this subject, but I hope I have satisfied your curiosities ;)

This is my brother on Christmas morning.

He is a joy.

I think he slept through his presents.

We saw him one more time later in the day when he got out of bed to eat.  No, he's not sick, he's just 25 and aimless.

this one is for Marie.

See that face?   

Yeah, that's all you :)

This is my father.

We'll call him "Dad".  He's cool like dat.

And also, apparently couldn't wait for breakfast.

And we had to drag him away from helping MHP open his presents so he would open his own. :)

This is my mom.

She does not like being photographed at all.

Anyhoo - that's enough photographic evidence that I have family and I exist for one day....hope you are all having a happy Friday!

10 Commandments of Living with a Derby Girl

I'm posting this to distract you (OOHH SHINY!!) from the fact that I have nothing exciting to blog about today, except that I have a raging cold, I have my VERY FIRST PRACTICE tomorrow, and I think I might pass out at any time from the excitement :)

1. Thine house can never have too much Gatorade or too many pairs of fishnets.

2. Thou shall not ask if something died in my gym bag. (That smell is my pads…seriously.)

3. Thou shall make your friends aware that if one more of them ask me if we skate topless, he's going to end up with a skate up his ass. (That goes double for the next person who asks if Derby is like professional wrestling.)

4. Thou shall not protest when I feel the need to post pics of my ass on the league's bulletin board, especially if the bruises on my ass resemble the Virgin Mary or any 'Different Strokes' cast member.

5. Thou shall remember for any birthday, anniversary, or special occasion, three words: Bones. Swiss. Bearings.

6. Thou shall not protest the fact that there are two league practices, one team practice, two committee meetings and endless hours on the bulletin board each week. (Just be glad that the girls and I haven't just rented a big house so we could be together all the time.)

7. Thou shall not attempt to use the bag of frozen peas from the freezer in any kind of meal. (They've spent more time on my ass than Victoria's Secret.)

8. Thou shall accept that I constantly refer to my teammate as 'Big Sleazy'. (I have no idea what her real name is.)

9. Thou shall continue to swell with pride when you see me kicking all kinds of ass out there at the rink. Thou shall also remember to do us both a favor, and remember that feeling the next time I get poured into the house smelling like Pabst Blue Ribbon and milkshakes.

10. Thou shall be aware that I am capable of conversing on subjects other than Derby, I just don't want to.