As I zip along with the knitting, I am noticing a real problem with my tension in the purl rows, that being, I'm noticeably looser on purl rows than knit rows. I am gleaning from my reading here and there that sometimes it is an issue with continental style knitting (hey nothing if not predictable, right?) but I have yet to figure out how to fix it. The cotton yarn seems to show up every uneven stitch and flaw as I've said before - it's a little bit daunting, I really thought I was a pretty skilled, consistent knitter. The cotton screams otherwise. I think this will be a new gauge of excellence, whether or not I can get a pleasing, consistent fabric in cotton. It's something to work towards as I go on anyway. I'm about halfway through the raglan shaping/decrease section on the sweater back and it's very exciting to see a recognizeable sweater back forming. I mean, I have sweaters shaped like this. I begin to intuit the shape, I can SEE it. Thrilling.
I must give props to my Team Kvetch co-member (I think there are only two of us and I'm two timing, also knitting for Team Goth. It works because Goth is ultimately kvetchtastic, right?) Z who is making a recognizeable sock on dpns for the first time and it looks great. Go Z!
I admit to being utterly baffled by curling. It appears to be a cross between bowling and pool, on ice, with brooms, performed by men who look far too intent and serious about the process. Just.Not.Getting. It. See, first there is a lot of standing around and looking serious. Then, still looking serious, some guy grabs a rock and flings himself across the ice, using the rock to propel himself forward. Then? He lets go of the rock. THEN, a couple more guys with funny brooms VERY intently swish at the ice in front of the rock with their brooms so that... I don't know, um, what? The rock doesn't get dirty? "OH my god Sven! I see a speck of lint on the ice. Sweep!" or something. At least that is what I surmise. The curling teams seem really focused on cleanliness on the ice. A little OCD about it maybe. And then the rock stops and they all stand around and stare at the ice and the rock some more and then they start again.
It begs for a crew of swarthy pirates to come and swill rum and spill crumbs on the ice and generally mock the process. I mean, I think pirates would make curling a lot better. Maybe, a pirate curling team. The possibilities abound.
Obviously, I am not Canadian. Yarrrrr.