I have been playing with it all day and I want to go back and play some more. I've done a landscape, a flower, some abstractions, whatever I can think of. I have already broken oh five or so of the needles in my playing, perhaps I am a little too, uh, enthusiastic. I am learning. I haven't gotten to any fancy techniques yet, but I have enjoyed working with it. Oh yeah this is why I used to love to do this stuff-it's wicked fun. I had totally forgotten that little detail.
Now I wonder what I will do with the experiments. Anyone want a needle felted postcard?
ETA: Here they are ready to go. Yay I found a use for the beautiful sari silk yarn I bought awhile back. Now I have to go buy more needles. I have discovered the problem with the needles is that the presser foot is not stopping the machine as soon as I lift my foot. In fact it is sticking pretty good sometimes. I'll have to see what I can do about it.
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It is so evil of you to talk about all of these things you have made and not show any pics.
C'mon let's see!
Me! Postcard! Me!
Sorry i haven't dropped by for awhile and haven't commented for ages----i'm still here, you're still her, and it's all cool :}
Nanu!
I'm still here. Just fighting another month of working nights. It seems to take a lot out of me and make me almost completely anti-social. Thankfully I'll be done in about a week.
I recommend WD-40. As usual, the pieces look pretty rockin.
Okay, so it's two—you and Sep. You could compensate for your inability with languages by making something crazy up to write in here.
Hi!
The mailman brought several envelopes today...CYBER FYBER trades. Later, he returned...as if carrying a newborn child. He almost tripped up the three steps, so mesmerized was he! Your card was personally delivered and greatly admired! Thank you ever so much!
Susan
CYBER FYBER!
Wait, what? Two? What do I have to do with it? I'm scared...
I actually have not come into contact with the phrase "preach the gospel;use words when necessary" that often. I've always been kind of indifferent to it. Seems like it was always one of those cutesy phrases that didn't really hold a lot of meaning but sounded nice. Now that I think a little more critically about it, though, it is a pretty ridiculous statement.
I bet I'm more terrible than you.
I somehow doubt that, Sep. You and Char are the only people who read my other blog.
I'm more left-hipped than -footed. My right leg is the stronger and is the one I usually use when playing kickball or aiming for someone's future, but my left hip gives me more reach up high and is faster.
Things do move fast in the video. Sorry there's no blood, but it ended up saving us about $2000.
Oh, and sep, those were two separate comments. Char is worse than you. She is the worst Christian ever. She said so herself, so it must be true. Unless she was lying, which one would expect the worst Christian ever to do...
The second comment was more obvious. You reading my other blog has nothing to do with your awfulness, however.
Wow. Mem lacks the ability to separate his thoughts into separate paragraphs. That really bothers me. I'm not sure I can be your friend anymore...
Don't you love how our trifecta of commenting usually has nothing to do with the substance of the blog? I think it's great, myself.
The "general I"? I suppose it might be taken that way, but if so then you have no especial claim to it and should stop comparing yourself to others since they all have equal claim to the title.
Either way, your self-assumed moniker doesn't provide notoriety. Now if you changed it to something like, "Most proficient at promising pie and never delivering," that might be something you could excel at.
You and SU? That definitely has nothing to do with my plans of setting you up with men who come to visit you. I may throw in a few of the ladies for sake of variety.
I so can split my comments into paragraphs. I simply get easily distracted by things, and I never really think that hard while writing comments, posts, or emails.
For example, between the previous paragraph and this one, I've been doing work, trying to put together kits for customers and reasoning out algorithms for porting our XML runtime libraries and other things that I'm actually supposed to be doing.
And sometimes I post late at night when I should be sleeping, which is enough to explain anything that approximates drunken commenting without the drinking.
(Nothing will excuse this comment, however.)
It was mem's secret plan to get us together. Didn't you know?
Lalala, this is partial payback for your 24-comment outburst that one time.
That's only because you lack a sense of humor. I'd attribute it to the fact that you are a Baptist.
I blame you for getting me involved on that forum again. I was purposely avoiding the place so as NOT to get into political arguments, and now I've gotten sucked back in. Thanks. Jerk.
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