This weekend was the big damn Equality Now/Serenity Now screening, where a lot of Browncoats all over the country descended on movie theatres and raised a lot of money for Joss Whedon’s favorite charity. The So-Cal Browncoats raised over $4K and there were 47 screenings total worldwide, so I’m excited to see what the total is going to be.
Yes, I did spend the whole day dressed up like Kaylee, what of it? 😛
I knit in line and during the show, too! Saw a lot of handmade Jayne Cobb hats. One gal was doing crochet. Truly, we are everywhere.
I meant to write about this earlier in the week but I have just been running like mad and not a lot of time to blog about it. On Thursday I went into Pasadena via the Metro bus and Gold line and visited Skein which I have been wanting to do for quite a while. I was really happy to see a lot of Jaeger yarns (I like Jaeger a lot) and they had many different fibers available. Silk, linen, bamboo and cotton were all in plentiful supply which is nice for this climate, and they even had a bunch of Habu yarns which were fun to fondle. I did think it was a wee bit overpriced, unfortunately. For example, I can get a lot of the Jaeger yarns for an average of $3 cheaper per ball/skein online, and most of the other yarns were priced $2-$3 higher than I normally pay. It’s a quandary. I want to support my LYS owners over internet ventures, but I cannot afford to throw away money and that’s a huge price difference for me. Especially if it is a large project.
The only complaint I really had about Skein was that the owner was really giving me a hard sell and would not just let me browse. Everytime I’d pick up a ball of yarn, she’d shove a pattern book in my face or start talking about the yarn. I think it was because we were the first customers of the day and the only ones in the store at the time. I am a browser, not a chatty customer. I like to walk around, look, take my time. I do not like to feel pushed. I usually have a clear idea of what I want. I probably would have purchased yarn had she left me alone, but with all the distractions I never had time to really bond with any yarn and talk myself into it. Ah well. It’s a nice little shop and not every knitter is as broke as me, so that extra few bucks a skein might not matter quite so much.
Misanthropic evil bitch goes to tea, sporks tea room hostess in cake fueled rampage. News at 11.
We had tea at the Scarlet Tea Room in Pasadena this week and folks, let me tell you, it was a trip and a half. Dear sweet fluffy god in heaven. I am not a pinkies up kind of girl. I wear combat boots to tea. I’ll put it this way, it’s a ruttin’ miracle that I didn’t stab anyone in the hand with my fork. Food and tea were great. Based on that, two thumbs up. But the ambience was so twee that you felt like you had to ram a broomstick up your arse just to maintain appropriate posture, the women would NOT leave us alone to drink tea in peace, they kept yammering at us and the cake is served in bloody “ladylike” proportions which, I have GOT to say, not a selling point for me. Thank you. Just give me my tea, shut up, go away and leave me alone. By the end of the tea I was growly and also snarky and my inside voice was not being nice and I was just happy to get OUT of there so I could collapse on the streetcorner and laugh. I like pretty china and I like atmosphere, but there’s a point where it becomes a parody of itself, where it becomes farce, and that’s where I draw the line.
I think that I perhaps am better off swilling my tea elsewhere in future unless I want to take someone special like my mom out for a fancy tea or maybe a baby shower for a friend, when that kind of precious atmosphere would actually be a benefit.