it's got a beat you can't argue with and a voice like pie

I'm now working on a baby blanket. It's yellow, and requires two different types of stitches (yes, the most basic two, but I've only successfully done one of them). Anyhow, I now completely understand - in a way that I would argue that only a knitter could - that song, "The Sweater Song" by Weezer. Lyin on the floor! Lyin on the flo-or! I've come un-do-one!


I had the least articulate conversation of my life yesterday, in which two friends and I tried to remember the melody of and lyrics to that song "Baker Street," going on nothing but an initial mis-remembering of the title (I thought it was "Bakersfield" - somewhere in Illinois, I figured) and a burning desire to hum it. That, combined with Google (praise Google), was enough.