In which I yell, "Hey! Can you grab me one of those squirrels from up on the shelf next to the Virgin Mary?"
The theme was "black and white and red all over", and I knitted a tiny sweatervest for Werehodgman. Because his books are black and white. And I read them all over.
Here he demonstrates an evil spleen:
"Four forgotten cocktails - The Old Spotty, CA. 1890's: gin, orange juice, and dalmation blood. You used to be able to get this at the Knickerbocker Club in New York City. Then the dog lovers started to get weepy, and another great New York tradition was killed. JUST LIKE THE HUNDRED AND ONE DALMATION PUPPIES REQUIRED TO MAKE THIS DRINK."
Hmm, I wonder if the firehouse has a dalmation?
For more black, white, and redness, trot over to Craft Corner DEATH MATCH and see what sarahapple, yermits, and robotaday are up to.




No comments:
Post a Comment