the new york times has recently published an article asserting that meditation causes certain changes in the brain.
this is only because scientists and mainstream buddhists don't seem to know handspinning yet.
however. i will choose this inclement weather school closing unforeseen free time to be silly instead of serious about spinning.
when i was in portland, back in the days of couldn't afford shit, but still managed to get respectable quantities of goods both fiber (omg I LOVE YOU YARN GARDEN) and beer (SAME, HENRY WEINHARD AND NEW BELGIUM) (OMG I LOVE THAT NOSTALGIA TIME AND CAPSLOCK). i also accumulated mass quantities of things that are of the same type (mostly fiber, but includes faceted stone beads, like the sunstone that i haven't done anything with yet) but like don't match.
also, i've had the beastie boys in my head, like, well, always, lately, and so. i am in the office with my crappy but functional gifted first spindle with the pencil-sharpnered tip, you and me and all this random crap i bought for felting, we're going to have a go. apparently, in my fibrous daze, i bought stuff that was meant to be spun and it's all different colors. i am going to make something and call it hazel + tilly, after the grandmas in the beastie boys' seminal turn of the millenium hiphoptechno mashup, "intergalactic".
see also: nostalgia.
also: i'm still doing okay on the beer front. I am playing/praying with a bottle of St. Arnold's Christmas Ale. it's got a pretty label; i would send xmas cards if i could get them with the label image on them.
ETA:OMG WTF BBQ?!? tilly and hazel is a no go at this time. negative. those fibers were *not* meant for spinning except for the little local ounce of shetland from the last time i went to alaska. i think i prefer meditative spinning, although it doesn't have to be all sitar music.
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