<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:20:45.846-08:00</updated><category term='ABC-along'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='geek'/><category term='crafting'/><category term='love'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='food'/><category term='fable 2'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='family'/><category term='fable'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Huntings</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts on crafting, geeking, school, and life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-5565467478746352668</id><published>2010-09-14T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:31:52.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pattern:  ch3, 2 dc out of starting loop. (This should be a triangle.) Ch3, dc in  starting loop, 2 dc in next stitch, 2 dc in last stitch. (6 stitches in  row.) *Ch3, dc in starting loop, dc across, 2 dc in last stitch. Repeat  from * for two &lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;rows.  Dc across for three rows. Leave large open loop and long tail; cut off.  Repeat whole process for other earflap, except instead of tying it off,  sc enough stitches to make the forehead part of the base row of the  hat. Sc the top row of the loose earflap in. Sc enough stitches for the  back of the head base row and join. Be sure not to twist the sc. Dc in  each stitch around. Switch colors. Dc around for two rows. Switch  colors. Dc around. Switch colors. Dc around 2 rows. Alternate dc and dc  reduction for one row. Switch colors. Dc around. Switch colors. Dc  around 2 rows. Switch colors. Alternate dc and dc reduction for one row.  Switch colors. Alternate dc and dc reduction for 3 rows and it should  be closed on top. Dc around bottom brim and earflaps (ch2 at earflap  bend to avoid curling; at the point of the flap, dc into the stitch at  the point of the flap, ch2, dc into stitch on the point of the flap, ch  2, dc into the stitch on the point of the flap, resume dc across). Sc  around new earflap edge and add another row of dc on forehead and back  of head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-5565467478746352668?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/5565467478746352668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=5565467478746352668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/5565467478746352668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/5565467478746352668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2010/09/pattern-ch3-2-dc-out-of-starting-loop.html' title=''/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-8694666297735539698</id><published>2009-10-16T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:38:28.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad School</title><content type='html'>Well, I got my first application in, except for letters of recommendation, last weekend. I think I can use the same basic essays, tweaked to fit the different programs, over and over again. I took care of the GRE a while ago (September 11, for good luck), so it's nice to have that off the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven apps left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a budget for my academic expenses for the next six months, and it's a little ridiculous. Including application fees, GRE scores, transcripts, letter of recommendation service, one college visit, and flight &amp;amp; registration for one conference, it's over $2,000. That's half of my quarterly income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I am going to a conference. I spent the summer doing research at UCLA and I submitted a poster to the Society for Research on Adolescence conference - technically two, since I'm last author on another. They were both accepted and I'll be sharing a room with my advisor here's other grad students. The potential for hijinks is high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarter is killing me a little. Two research projects, a seminar, a regular class, and grad apps. And work. It's like taking six classes. Next quarter I'll be wrapping up the projects, taking a grad class and a regular class, doing grant apps, and work. I do not know when to quit. Fortunately my low-commitment social life allows for some flexibility. And grad school is a lot of work, so this is probably good preparation for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I get into good schools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-8694666297735539698?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/8694666297735539698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=8694666297735539698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/8694666297735539698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/8694666297735539698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/10/grad-school.html' title='Grad School'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-5228992091020679230</id><published>2009-10-04T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:28:04.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS SOUP!</title><content type='html'>I was trying to make a casserole and inadvertently discovered some amazing college student soup. (So called because it is cheap and good for lazy/busy people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cans tomatoes, undrained&lt;br /&gt;2 zucchini&lt;br /&gt;1 package tofu (extra firm)&lt;br /&gt;basil to taste (I recommend a lot)&lt;br /&gt;pepper&lt;br /&gt;oregano&lt;br /&gt;hot sauce to taste (I used Sriracha, AKA rooster sauce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the oven to 350.&lt;br /&gt;Oil a casserole pan. I used olive oil, which is pretty ideal because it goes into the soup.&lt;br /&gt;Drain tofu and cut into centimeter-sized cubes.&lt;br /&gt;Cut zucchini into two-centimeter cubes. (You don't know metric, you say? Learn I tell you! British measurement system is for imperialists.)&lt;br /&gt;Bake tofu and zucchini for 20-30 minutes or until tofu is lightly brown. (Baking them before the broth goes on preserves their individual flavors, firms up the tofu, and helps soften/cook the zucchini.)&lt;br /&gt;While the tofu and zucchini bake, season your cans of tomatoes. My recommended seasonings are above. If you follow them, do not add salt as the other herbs take care of it quite well. Then do some reading for class because that really shouldn't take too long.&lt;br /&gt;When the tofu is golden, remove from the oven and pour your tomato mix over the top, and stir a little to mix.&lt;br /&gt;Bake for another 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Remove from oven and ladle yourself some soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a low-broth, more-stuff-to-chew-on kinda soup , but it's got enough liquid to warm you up on a chilly autumn night. It also seems pretty flexible.&lt;br /&gt;Try adding: chicken, spinach, corn, maybe beans? Maybe green beans?&lt;br /&gt;Do not try adding: carrots. Trust me. They don't do well with the basil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;Tried it again with tofu baking solo, then throwing a can of drained green beans in with the tomato mix to marinade while I waited to pour it over. It's okay. The green beans aren't as flavorful as the zucchini was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-5228992091020679230?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/5228992091020679230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=5228992091020679230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/5228992091020679230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/5228992091020679230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/10/soup.html' title='DAS SOUP!'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-7366910866234128887</id><published>2009-09-14T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:21:35.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesteading (or, This is What I Did Today)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Ev2V_MGI/AAAAAAAAAug/j66Y1Jf-r5g/s512/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 479px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Ev2V_MGI/AAAAAAAAAug/j66Y1Jf-r5g/s512/IMG_2768.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8EbIHGj5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/rCJdfDcIqds/s640/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8EbIHGj5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/rCJdfDcIqds/s640/IMG_2767.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Dpm-_GtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kmvQWNAY3Dg/s512/IMG_2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Dpm-_GtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kmvQWNAY3Dg/s512/IMG_2756.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Cj4U2JdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Eqp-vQE8elc/s512/IMG_2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 471px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Cj4U2JdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Eqp-vQE8elc/s512/IMG_2749.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-7366910866234128887?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/7366910866234128887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=7366910866234128887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/7366910866234128887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/7366910866234128887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/09/homesteading.html' title='Homesteading (or, This is What I Did Today)'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/Sq8Ev2V_MGI/AAAAAAAAAug/j66Y1Jf-r5g/s72-c/IMG_2768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-6217666901224494241</id><published>2009-09-13T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:53:58.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><title type='text'>Skyscraper Scarf Pattern</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi all. This is for my Skyscraper Scarf project, so named because the gaps look like little windows in a taaaaaaaaaall building to me. Great with any compatible hook-yarn combo. You can also modify it to any width with a starting row of a multiple of 4 + 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ch 26.&lt;br /&gt;Row 1: ch2, insert hook into second stitch from hook to create dc. dc across. (26 stitches)&lt;br /&gt;Row 2: ch 3 (counts as first dc), dc 1, &lt;em&gt;*ch 2, skip 2 base stitches, dc 2&lt;/em&gt;. Continue * across until the end of the row. (14 stitches)&lt;br /&gt;Row 3: ch 3, dc across. (26 stitches)&lt;br /&gt;Repeat rows 2 &amp;amp; 3 until done.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Finishing options:&lt;br /&gt;Finish on a row 3.&lt;br /&gt;Finish on a row 2 and connect into first row for a Moebius scarf or cowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-6217666901224494241?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/6217666901224494241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=6217666901224494241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/6217666901224494241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/6217666901224494241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/09/skyscraper-scarf-pattern.html' title='Skyscraper Scarf Pattern'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-4372731698179711564</id><published>2009-01-31T23:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:59:58.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B is for Blooming (and Bullshit)</title><content type='html'>The hard-won slaughter of a week's hunting. I always seem to make the catch on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, it is generally recognized, a straightforward and no-bullshit person. I am aggressive. I am focused. I can be impatient, demanding, and brusque. This presentation, this lifestyle, these choices are not always comfortable for others to experience, to understand. This is by the nature, the intention, of the beast I am. Make no mistake, I know that I am both brutal and savage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be a challenger, not in a competitive sense but in a sense of mastery. A tenet of my belief system is that we only have one life, and it is not worthwhile to get hung up on the politics of social relations. Taboos, social expectations are constructions that do not exist so much for a purpose. Their utility is far outweighed by the damages of silence, conformity, inauthenticity. I wasn't fully - "properly" - socialized into the system. I don't see why we have to buy in if the goal is full experience of the limited resource of life. Isn't it better to work hard and endure pain so that you can grow stronger and do more? Aren't the rewards of the expansion of your potential worth the trials you choose to undertake? Isn't the view from the top of the mountain worth the struggle up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-4372731698179711564?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/4372731698179711564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=4372731698179711564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/4372731698179711564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/4372731698179711564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/01/b-is-for-blooming-and-bullshit.html' title='B is for Blooming (and Bullshit)'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-4252912513253882362</id><published>2009-01-17T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:54:00.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fable 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>I'm not a gamer, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://multiplayerblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/fable2_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 281px;" src="http://multiplayerblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/fable2_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fable II is super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this surprising? Well, I'm usually a very linear player. My goal is to get to the end. Period. I only want the minimum gear I need to get there. I don't want to spend 5 hours making sure I got everything, I don't want to "explore," I don't want to run off the trail, I don't want open content. I feel a little guilty that I game at all - there are so many other things I could do with my time - so why spend time trying to be perfect at something with no tangible rewards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, Fable is different. Customizing the character isn't tiresome. The side quests feel worthwhile. Waiting for "daytime" to come so I can go shopping isn't as much of a hassle - I usually get an in-game "job" and work until "morning".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of factors to stay on top of - your attractiveness, your moral purity (seriously), your gold, your gear, your jobs, travel time. For some reason, it isn't intimidating. Maybe I'm becoming more of a gamer - I have had subscriptions to World of Warcraft, and I recently beat LittleBigPlanet - but even with the extensive load screens, it's been a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you get an ADORABLE dog companion who does useful stuff. Major props to the guys and ladies who designed the movements and expressions - it's easy to get attached to/appreciate it as a sidekick. Beloved Boy's dogs (on different characters) are Buttercup and Nutmeg (or Nutters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hardware note: I started playing Fable on a large, dying TV. Next round was on a smaller, dying TV. Beloved Boy got a 32" HDTV for Christmas. I am NEVER going back to Fables on analog. You can read things, understand the symbols, and appreciate the gorgeous graphics. So nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-4252912513253882362?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/4252912513253882362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=4252912513253882362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/4252912513253882362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/4252912513253882362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-gamer-but.html' title='I&apos;m not a gamer, but...'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-7400529574757491214</id><published>2009-01-11T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:07:01.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC-along'/><title type='text'>A is for Amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/SXJhXEYPWmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/qSERKZmpGQI/s576/2009_01_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 190px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/SXJhXEYPWmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/qSERKZmpGQI/s576/2009_01_17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love is totally punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's soft and fluffy and snuggly, but at the same time it's kind of like a mosh pit. You plunge into this super hardcore seething mass of danger, thinking, "That. Looks. Awesome." And it FULLY IS. You've got six cubic liters of adrenaline coursing through your wildly gyrating body and you get this high like you can do anything or take on anyone. You might get the crap kicked out of you (probably will), but you don't really feel it and at the end of the night you shake hands with the guy who did it and grab a drink. It's violent; it's dangerous; it's completely worth the bruises, concussions, broken bones - because of that high. We humans are love junkies. Our brains literally release opiates when we're in love (and when we're in mosh pits). We will go through all sorts of hell for a fix. The lucky ones get it steady, like a vitamin, but some of us wear our love history like track marks. Mainlining bliss into both arms and our eyeballs all in one go, then crash until the next fix.&lt;br /&gt;Consider your beloved after an absence. Consider them after sex. Consider long-distance relationships. Consider abusive relationships. Consider polyamory. Consider withdrawal. Consider the long-term health effects of being in a mosh pit.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topatoco.com/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;amp;Store_Code=TO&amp;amp;Product_Code=ASW-PUNK&amp;amp;Category_Code=ASW-SHIRTS"&gt;Being in Love is Totally Punk Rock T-Shirt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_list_7&amp;amp;listing_id=14983328"&gt;Red and Gray Messenger Bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-7400529574757491214?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/7400529574757491214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=7400529574757491214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/7400529574757491214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/7400529574757491214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-amore.html' title='A is for Amore'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_K414WN4gobw/SXJhXEYPWmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/qSERKZmpGQI/s72-c/2009_01_17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-9054687079066486882</id><published>2009-01-01T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:54:24.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Resolutions! Have Less, Do More</title><content type='html'>It's already a few days in, but I haven't finished the post because I was actually working on my resolutions. Take that, timelines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want 2009 to be smooooooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of smoothness: Downsizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a terrible packrat. I need to get rid of a LOT of stuff because it's not bringing me joy at this point in time. I look around my room and fuss over the amount of stuff I have, hardly seeing the "potential" uses I have saved things for. Every day since New Year's has been Cleaning Day and more stuff is going into the bag for the Switch and Stitch and Bitch next week. What's left will at least be tidy! And no new supplies until most of my existing supplies have been used. The knitting is starting to take over my room, the fabrics need to be worked with and not linger in a box, the saved clothing needs to be modified, and the "for sale" stuff needs to be put up and sold. No mercy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other area of this is food. Being pretty broke off and on this quarter has showed me that I can survive and even thrive on a lot less than I thought I could. Proper preparation can get me on a better track and save me money, etc. etc. I spent New Year's with an amazing woman whose figure I'd like to rival by this time next year. I get lazy, so the planning is going to be key. Constant vigilance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of smoothness without stagnance: Activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is very easy to put something on the TV and knit for a few hours. This has gotten me a lot of stock for &lt;a href="http://santacruz.etsy.com/"&gt;my shop&lt;/a&gt;, but the aforementioned fabric has sat around for several moves, waiting to be used. The clothes have sat on their shelf - "To Modify" - since summer. And like always, I'm behind on posting my work. I am going to focus more energy on using what I have and concentrating on crafts for the sake of themselves, not as things to occupy my hands while my brain is watching TV. Neither photography or sewing are too strenuous. I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, exercise &amp;amp; body. At the very least, no more sitting in bed to knit/TV - I have a perfectly good exercise ball and if I use it as a chair, I'll get a little toning and keep the bed from being an "awake" place in my mind. I also have five-pound weights that need to get used more. Again, vigilance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come before too long - my camera cable has vanished into the ether, but stuff's been going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bawdycaste.org/main.html"&gt;My Rocky Horror Picture Show Cast (show TONIGHT!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15626001"&gt;Bright Colors for the New Year Recycled Yarn Scarf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_list_6&amp;amp;listing_id=9132784"&gt;Lunar New Year Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-9054687079066486882?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/9054687079066486882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=9054687079066486882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/9054687079066486882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/9054687079066486882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions-have-less-do-more.html' title='Resolutions! Have Less, Do More'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-1403605997483709263</id><published>2008-12-27T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:05:34.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Encounters with Non-Knitters, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-pNceuy_rB0/SVbQYsN5KsI/AAAAAAAABRM/4ic_vhbyJVE/s512/image9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-pNceuy_rB0/SVbQYsN5KsI/AAAAAAAABRM/4ic_vhbyJVE/s512/image9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every knitter's been through it: knitting in public, or just at home with company, will always earn you a comment. Over at &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/Hunterer"&gt;Ravelry &lt;/a&gt;there's a very old thread that I stumbled upon, collecting our more... notable... experiences. My favorites in there are the woman who was asked if she learned to knit in prison and the man who was asked if he learned to knit in rehab. Some knitters are hardcore, sure, but we don't all pick it up in state institutions! (Oh wait, I learned how at university... whoops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a good one on Christmas. Over at my Beloved's parents' house (yes, avoiding my family). Mom's been stressing out, Granny's been demanding, Brother's been a jerk, and Dad's been trying to stay out of it, as have Beloved &amp;amp; I. We get through dinner (tacos - heck yes!) without major incident and everyone sits down to play cards. I don't know how to play 31 and Beloved is trying to avoid the powder keg, so we curl up on the couch. He got an HDTV for Christmas (thank you, Mom &amp;amp; Dad) so he was flipping through the manual. Yes, my boyfriend reads the manual. He's a keeper. I, of course, pull out the knitting - Grandma's shawl, from the post below. (Yes, it's late, but I finished it today - see below.) Dad looks over and we get the obligatory remark:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look, it's the old folks sitting this game out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Scuse me? I'm 20 and Beloved is 24! We were two of the youngest poeple there, we were being plenty sociable, and we were getting our business done. What do they expect? We catch crap when we pull out our laptops, too - like browsing the internets prevents us from talking. Are we supposed to just sit blankly and watch whatever they want on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this turns into a rant, I finished the Prayer Shawl! And I have some yarn left over so I can put an entry in for the New Beginnings contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINKAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bags.cafepress.com/item/answers-purple-tote-bag/99079959"&gt;Answers to Common Questions from Non-Knitters Tote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_list_2&amp;amp;listing_id=18834442"&gt;New Beginnings Butterfly Mask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_list_6&amp;amp;listing_id=16968899"&gt;New Beginnings Bubble Tree Pendants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-1403605997483709263?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/1403605997483709263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=1403605997483709263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/1403605997483709263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/1403605997483709263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2008/12/encounters-with-non-knitters-part-1.html' title='Encounters with Non-Knitters, Part 1'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-pNceuy_rB0/SVbQYsN5KsI/AAAAAAAABRM/4ic_vhbyJVE/s72-c/image9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543269949696448293.post-4727475394915669786</id><published>2008-12-23T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:43:59.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGh4piWLoI/AAAAAAAAAds/_8J61D3k-tM/s1600-h/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGh4piWLoI/AAAAAAAAAds/_8J61D3k-tM/s200/IMG_0930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283181832476962434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The California Crafter's Club of&lt;a href="http://santacruz.etsy.com/"&gt; Etsy&lt;/a&gt; is doing a "New Beginnings" contest this month and it sparked some thought. I've been working on a "prayer" shawl for my grandmother for Christmas. (I say "prayer" because I don't, personally, pray, but I had the familials each "bless" the yarn I'd be using for it on Thanksgiving.) I can't enter it into the contest, because it's not for sale, but this particular project has certainly made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a time of new beginnings. Craftwise, it's a new project - and every new project thrills me just a little. Blending the yarns is fun, but there's something about turning that one-dimensional string into something that can wrap around all three dimensions of a person. I've also never made a shawl before, and I hope it's wide enough. There will be fringe at some point! Another thing I haven't done in a while, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shawl is also a symbol of a new stage of my grandmother's life - the stage where she has cancer. She was diagnosed after her annual mammogram, and I'm taking it quite seriously. She starts chemo next month and asked for a prayer shawl specifically. I'm doing what I can. It's a new stage for me, too - I've never felt so threatened by illness before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the new year approaches. I will begin working in the psych labs, join the honor society, play a cop onstage, turn 21 (at long, long last), and start new projects. I will continue to love a wonderful man, run a small but successful business, attend to my family, kick ass at school, and be the best teacher I can be. A year ago, I would have been amazed at all the new beginnings that have happened since last New Year's Eve. I can only hope that the next year proves as fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;You can't buy the shawl, so here's a different handmade white thing (by me!):&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17850878"&gt; Organic Natural Brushed Cotton Scarf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool shawl by a fellow Calfornian: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_list_20&amp;amp;listing_id=9748137"&gt;Micro Granny Square Poncho in Sand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool shawl by a fellow Californian: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_list_1&amp;amp;listing_id=17924196"&gt;Winter Capelet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543269949696448293-4727475394915669786?l=huntings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/feeds/4727475394915669786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543269949696448293&amp;postID=4727475394915669786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/4727475394915669786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543269949696448293/posts/default/4727475394915669786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntings.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06090229655789490972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGVtOWPwMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q7jtKKR1VWo/S220/msn_red_fox_smilies-01.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K414WN4gobw/SVGh4piWLoI/AAAAAAAAAds/_8J61D3k-tM/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
