And hey I got my nipples pierced. I could talk about that, because we really need another nipple piercing experience post on the Internet, right?

I just got back from OmegaCon, where I had a lovely relaxing weekend. I recombined my bottle and my flask. And I had almost 3/4 of a bottle of scotch left. Imagine that. Of course, the “Apple Pie” on Friday night, and the honey wine on Saturday night, served to make sure my blood wouldn’t freeze at normal temperatures.

I was lucky to get a room – sadly, it was a smoking room. (Next year is smoke-free – yay!) I was prepared, and brought a spray bottle of Nature’s Miracle odor eliminator to spray all over the carpet, and some odor crystals. They worked well enough that the room wasn’t bad. But as I unpacked here at home I did notice a little bit of a tobacco smell on my jacket that sat in the room all weekend.

I got there too early, and my room wasn’t ready yet. With a little encouragement, I threw on my swim suit and went and hung out in the pool for a while. Good thing I did, since I never got back into the pool all weekend. There just never seemed to be time.

I did stuff. I wore pajamas all weekend. It’s all kind of a pleasant blur. Some highlights included the fire pit, quiet time with friends, hanging out in my room and navel-gazing, and not using a computer *at all* all weekend. (Okay, I cheated and used my phone. But that hardly counts.)

I got a new kilt! Techdragon got my kilt done in time to get it to me and it’s awesome.

And I remember at least some names of people. Now to see if I can keep those in my brain long enough to use them again.

I picked up the needles and finished off a hat for my wife. Despite the horrendously awful boucle’ yarn involved, I kept knitting.

A friend has a mitten pattern that needed a test knitter. I’ve finished one mitten, I’m looking at my notes to see what might need to be changed, and will start the next mitten soon.

I really want to knit a felted messenger-style bag to carry my netbook in. I have looked around for patterns, and had just about settled on one when I stumbled across a technique for casting on yarn to a d-ring. (d-ring cast-on) Sweet! And that would let me make the strap removable and/or adjustable. So now I need to design my own pattern. That’s going to take a little contemplation, so that project probably won’t start for a while.

While killing time stumbling around on the Internet one evening I happened across an article about making bottle cozies: cozies. What’s wrong with that pattern, you ask? Why, nothing at all. However, I think I need to design my own. I’ve started and frogged three times so far.

Kilt hose! These have been on my list for a while now. And now that I’ve ordered another kilt, I think I need to be starting them.

I’m heading off to Omegacon soon, and as I started thinking about my packing list it occured to me that I don’t have any slippers. Oh noes! Whatever shall I do? Well, what I shall do is go without for now. But I do have it in mind to remedy my lack of slipper-ness. Perhaps with these.

And of course I’d like to make some things as Christmas gifts. But whenever will I have time? I’m afraid that my knitting is going to be done completely selfishly for quite a while.

So now I must remember to get some of the classics into my Netflix queue. The Lion in Winter to start with, maybe. He and Katherine Hepburn are fantastic in that one.

Goodbye, Mr. Chips. Yes. They don’t make movies like that any more.

My Favorite Year. Definitely. “He’s plastered!”

Okay, so who wants to host a Peter O’Toole film festival? I’d do it, but I don’t even own a TV. I’ll bring the movies, beer, and chips.

“If you aren’t reaching your goals, you need to either change what you are doing, or change your goals.” The third option, of course, is to continue doing exactly what you’ve been doing, continuing to get the same result and, essentially, failing.

I thought about what they had said for a moment, and realized that I don’t really have goals. I just kind of bumble along, waiting to see what happens next. Or, as Piglet would say: “I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today.”

Which is fine, if what comes your way is enough. But it certainly limits your options, as opposed to going out and seeking things.

Let’s just say that it’s a good movie.

ETA: I’ve been thinking about it; and the best way I can describe why this movie is “good”, as opposed to bad or indifferent, is that the emotions were there throughout the film. It was a roller coaster of emotions throughout, and it never lost me or threw me off the tracks.

This would be Too Much Joy singing “Gretzky Rocks”.