frustration.

This is for my friend LiteraryLadybug.

I have been trying in vain for the last ten minutes to post a comment to your blog.  I switched browsers.  I tried using my name instead of my WordPress account.  Nothing seems to put the cyber world to peace.

I just wanted to tell you that if you like Modern Marvels, you would love Dirty Jobs.  It looks gross and weird but…ok it’s sometimes gross and weird.  But it’s one of those shows from which you learn loads of random and neat information.  And it’s on the Discovery Channel, which for me has become infinitely more reliable a source than the History Channel, seeing as History has been adding more shows that are less informational and more solely for entertainment purposes.  Like some crap about shooting competitions and something even worse involving Larry the Cable Guy.

But anywho, I also tried commenting a while ago on another one of your posts.  Emma was posing in one of your knit creations (I want to call it a scarf, but you had a fancier name for it, and it may not have fundamentally been quite a scarf…) and I wanted desperately to tell you that I can’t even handle how cute Emma is as your model.  I swear if I put something like that on one of my dogs, it would be in a million pieces before I turned the camera on.

I applaud your amazing knittingness and your diligent weight management—I am similarly fighting my endless desire for all things edible…and it shows.  I have to buy larger slacks soon.  Like, tomorrow.

I just can’t share any of this on your blog, and for that I am sad.