December 31, 2010

A Thought About Wool...

As I am entering the last 1/2 hour of my 8 hour work day, the combination of increased irritability with the heat currently on in the building has brought the itchy level of my lovely wool sweater to the point where I’m scratching my upper arms from the neck hole and looking ridiculous but just dont care. I would just take it off but the tank top I stupidly wore underneath it is not exactly work appropriate.
Every time I buy a wool sweater it is because it doesn’t occur to me that the item I'm about to buy is made of wool because I am enchanted by whatever style someone dreamed up that I unfortunately have been drawn to. Also because I have yet to have the forethought to determine my clothing’s material before making a purchase.
How is wool any better than other fabrics that neither itch nor require dry-cleaning so it wont shrink in the wash?
I bet sheep are itchy too
So here’s my question: Why in this day in age where we know about the itchiness of wool and have plenty of alternative fabrics are we A) still manufacturing wool sweaters (and other items) and 2) still buying them.

Someone, who’s not me, should stop this madness immediately.

August 26, 2010

Tiger and Zippy

In the middle of the whitest part of Pennsylvania, all the whitest people in that part of Pennsylvania flock to the mother of all carnivals. The Grange Fair! Food, games, rides, livestock, and best of all, people living in tents and campers on the perimeter of the fair grounds for the duration of the week. Yeah. Exactly. Today, I decided to try my luck at a game booth where you throw ping pong ball at fish bowls and you win a gold fish. 

Somehow I managed to win two of them. Then I proceeded to pour them out of the cups they came in, which were those punch-sized cocktail plastic cups, into my empty water bottle. Seemed like a good idea so that I wouldn't spill water everywhere. And it was a great plan, until I left the bottle at work after wards with all the video equipment I had with me. 

So now Tiger and Zippy are in a water bottle, in turquoise water, in the dark, in the edit room... I'll try to go get them tomorrow. Hopefully they wont be dead, but theres no way im going back tonight. so not worth it. and the dollar I spent to win them... Sorry PETA.

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