Kiss My Knits!

Including the original Browncoat.

That’s just… wow. Just… wow.

I was in Barnes and Noble today picking up a copy of Analog (I’m all about the science fiction, baby!) and saw this: Handknit Holidays by Melanie Falick.

Now THAT’s a knitting book I want. Good projects, good imagination, wearable but still interesting.

AlterKnits by Leigh Radford looks good too, if more avant garde. Unfortunately, I have only seen it online, so it’s harder to get a feel for whether it’s worthwhile without leafing through it.

Oh, well. I’m sure I’ll have time to knit for just myself after I hit Jayne hat 3000. Right? Right?

Darn.

Jayne’s mom called me on the phone on Friday.

She was a little old lady who had never heard of Firefly or Serenity, but she saw a picture of the hat in the newspaper and thought it would be just darling for her grandson. She wanted to order a kit so she could make one for him. We talked for a while, and she said she thought she’d rather do it in blues and purples…

… which I happen to have on hand, so that works right out.

I gave her a discount because she’s in town and I wouldn’t have to ship. It turns out I’ll be shipping anyway, but I don’t mind. I’m also going to size the pattern down for her, because her grandson is still a child.

I swear, it was just like talking to Jayne’s mom. She just wanted something fun and nice to keep her baby warm in space.

Well, the “in space” part might have been implied.

I just heard from one of my Jayne hat customers. She says she got her hat back in September, loves it, wears it every day, and proudly wore it to Harry Potter last night. She got up and left the theater for a moment, forgetting that her hat was on her lap, and it dumped off. When it was time to leave the theater for good, she realized it was gone. Nowhere to be found.

Someone stole it.

STOLE IT!

Who the hell steals a Jayne hat? That’s like the WORST karma you can get! I hope they’re happy in that hat, with the spirit of Jayne’s mother lurking over them. Better still, the spirit of Jayne – you just know he’s hopin’ to get an ear.

I’m cross-posting this to and . And then I’m going to be listening very, very closely for the sound of Vera being locked and loaded somewhere north of the U.S. border. Canadian Jayne hat thief, beware…

The article about me knitting cunning Jayne hats and other stuff for sale is live. Looks like this is as far as you can go before they make you register. So I’ve scanned it below, and I also have a copy of the whole page as a very nice, very clear pdf.

The Style page PDF.

Somebody’s reading it, because it’s not 8am yet and I’m getting Jayne hat inquiries from Charlotte. Tarheel Browncoats, unite!

Link to deadkat’s journal with supercool Serenity pic.

Friday, my little blurb/interview appears in the Charlotte Observer.

Thanks to my superb super-secret inside connections, I have a copy of the interview in front of me. It’s on newsprint, exactly as it’s going to appear in the paper. In the picture accompanying the interview, I am wearing two hats (one Jayne, of course) and two scarves, clutching the ends of scarves in my hands. Mercifully, I am not twirling them around like an exotic dancer. I guess the ends stuck out too far to fit into the alloted space. However, I am clutching the ends of the scarf with my mouth wide open. I think I was going for “wacky and carefree” but it looks more like “I’m being eaten by a scarf monster.”

Heh.

OH MY GOD!

Not only did my Secret Pal send me another package of Tim Tams, she also sent a package of BLACK FOREST FANTASY TIM TAMS!

Mmmm…. cherry.

I love you, Secret Pal. You’re the bestest li’l Australian ever.

Regardless of the flat tire, a good time was had by all.

Pic of too-short scarf, along with tale of irritation, below the cut.