It spins! (Excuse my construction mess)

Still have some wood glue drying and I need to hit it with the sander but we have a functional 3D printed book charkha! 🧶

It’s very quiet in my house. The cats must be up to some kind of fuckery. 👀

Did a practice run on this last week in size 8 to make sure I wasn’t going to fuck it up (chart only) and we’re doing it for real now in size 10. I’m hoping this will be an effective hat band for my very large sun hat I made a while back which is too big for my wee gourd.

The problem with asking my personal pantheon for patience to make it through the day today is my personal pantheon would rather sack and burn instead.

Well I might as well get this over with.

Just doing some vibe blackwork. Freehand Eihwaz.

Look, if you text me, you get what you get. There is no filter. Or decency. Or fucks.

I got a library card today. It’s a good day. 📚

I’m going to take a moment to not be snarky or sweary or whatever I usually am and just remind everyone as you’re enjoying your long weekend. Remember the fallen. Munið hina fallna

I woke up this morning to see people in Texas stopping a data center being built and I love to see it. Sure, my entire career revolves around technology HOWEVER, the tech bros are exploitative shitbags. Technology is supposed to lift up humankind. Not crush it under a boot.

The ten year old asked to install Roblox Studio and I guess it’s time for a refresher since I haven’t written a goddamn thing in….years. Most of my day is spent fishing errors out of raw JSON.

Psst. Hey. You wanna see some crazy ass shit? 🧶

Hi, hello. It’s me. I’m definitely the problem. We’re putting a filet idea onto paper before I forget it instead of working on….what the fuck was I working on?🧶🪡🧵⁉️

Sure, brain, let’s do another side quest. Dick.

A wee double foundation chain. Normal sized 6 strand floss and bobbin for scale.

I can’t believe I’ve been fucking about with hoops this whole time. This frame is a game changer. 🧵🪡

I have some kind of three day *thing* at work where my hours are different and I’m supposed to sit in meetings all day and holy shit this is not going to go well.

OH MY GOD MY BOOK CHARKHA IS HERE. 🧵

Listen, brain, I understand that you have some interesting impulse control issues. I do. But we don’t have the bandwidth to learn every new thing that tickles your fancy. There aren’t enough hours in the day and we have to sleep at some point. We also have a job.

Took a chance and got a white chocolate strawberry coffee and honestly it’s way better than I was expecting. The strawberry is all in the nose and it’s actually really pleasant.

I’m still on the first bag 🫠

This shit isn’t going to organize itself.

There’s a reason I let my brain percolate on things for days at a time. Example, I have been learning shuttle tatting recently and couldn’t make a ring to save my life. Woke up this morning and suddenly…

Me, watching people losing their minds over casting for The Odyssey when they have no idea where the city of Troy even was.

It’s entirely possible that I got distracted by something else instead of working on my cross stitch.

Doing some cross stitch today since the most recent crochet project is complete and I’m not quite ready to pick the other ones up again because ideas are still percolating. The cat is not best pleased about this canvas taking up my whole lap.

OH MY GODS MY SPINNING WHEEL IS COMING TODAY!

Well I needed a new pincushion so I got on the interto0bz and bought a voodoo doll. I am already aware that there’s something deeply wrong with me and I have the medications to prove it. 🪡🧶

The really fun thing about having a particular interest in fiber arts is I’ve picked up a couple of skills that are UNESCO World Heritage crafts. What does that mean? It means that I and a handful of others are keeping a piece of human history alive. And that’s cool.

It’s a dragon egg and it’s also a bag.🧶

Sometimes the internet is a beautiful thing. I found an app to learn dead languages and I’m unreasonably happy about this.

Oh thank the gods it’s almost done. Have a very dramatic sneaky peeky. 🧶

Chicago teen battling terminal cancer dies hours after reuniting with parents An 18-year-old Chicago resident battling terminal cancer has died, just one day after being reunited with his parents following their release from U.S. immigration custody.

Remember kids, religion is like a penis. It’s ok to have one and you can love yours in particular. It’s not ok to whip it out and wave it in everyone’s face. Don’t be a fucking shitbag, ok?

A periodic reminder that if you’re feeling down and you have a few bucks, you can piss off an entire bar at no risk to yourself by using Touchtunes to play ‘Arrest the President’ at hundreds of establishments across the nation. #TheMoreYouKnow

Remember that in these times of fear and anger, there are four magical words you can hold fast to and say with your whole chest. “Fuck you, make me.”. You don’t have to comply with a goddamn thing.

If you’re in the mood for a full on existential crisis today, might I recommend reading about the Bronze Age Collapse. Seriously, go read about it.

Anybody wanna come help build a Viking longship with me so we can sail it into the yacht clubs here in Annapolis and fuck with some rich old white people?

WE ARE MEDICATED. I REPEAT, WE ARE MEDICATED. Thank fuck. I cannot tell you how many things I fucked up or forgot. 😩

My neighbor’s grass: perfect, green, lush. My partner: “I want to know how they have such nice grass.” Me, ruining everything: “Historically, a lawn was an ostentatious display of wealth that said, ‘look at how many resources I have. I can afford to not grow food here’ by the ruling class.”

In another episode of , Why Ungovernable needs their meds regularly, I fucked up and used the wrong color on my embroidery piece and didn’t realize it for….a while. Today I’ll be going to the pharmacy to repeat, once again, don’t run my insurance I’ll pay for my vyvanse. Free Luigi.

Listen I might be a bad person but what if we just let hantavirus and stupidity fight it out to see who wins. I still have my coronavirus masks.

Happy Birthday Sir David! Truly, a treasure to the world.

Ah I’m definitely going to hell.

Fun fact about me, I have a (probably unhealthy) obsession with pre-industrial textile manufacturing. Why? Fuck if I know I’m just following the serotonin.

I’ll be goddamned. My boss’s boss emailed me last night to tell me I got a bonus for performance. And it ain’t no damn pizza coupon either.

Hold onto your butts. We’re doing a thing. (I have no idea what I’m doing)

Oh holy shit. I did a thing!!🧶🪡 #nålbinding

Damn you, brain. Fine. We’ll learn Nålbinding. 🧶🪡