But this is a story about my dense-ness at it's densest. There was or is, for all I know, an easy listening station here in San Francisco called KABL, pronounced "Cable". Their jingle was spoken slowly by a man in kind of 70's Al Green voice "Cable...K A B L..." and then a bell: "ding-ding". I never thought much about it.
One day I was at the Cliff House with my sister and my first husband, and one of those tourist buses that look like a cable car went by. I think it was a promotion for the station. It passed by with a big KABL sign on the side, and the driver rang a bell "ding-ding", and my brain went "ding-ding", too. KABL - Cable Car!! I get it! No wonder that bell was their trademark. I truly had no idea why this radio station in San Francisco, home of the world-famous cable cars was called KABL.
Is anyone else as dense as me? I would love to hear your stories.
Speaking of dense, I've been trying to get these socks going, as a side project when I get stuck on the Fana Sweater. I've had this beautiful yarn from Rio de la Plata for a few months. I've been fussing around with socks, trying to customize a pattern for my size 10.5 feet, small ankles, and sturdy calves. I can't seem to get it right, they are always too big. So I decided just to stick to Ann Budd's basic 8 stitch to the inch sock in size large from "Getting Started Knitting Socks". I wanted a little more challenge than working plain so I picked a pattern that I thought would subtlety show up with the multicolored yarn.
I copied the page with a "wishbone" lace pattern which I was going to put on each side of the sock with two reps of eight stitches. This was my "while the kid is napping in the back seat" project, so I didn't want to take the whole book. I made notes, and cast on and did a K2P2 ribbing. Then I pulled out the pattern and realized I didn't know what one of the symbols meant, and couldn't look it up because I didn't have the book. I didn't want to waste valuable knitting time, so I went ahead with "slanted wishbone", on the same page, which I didn't like as much, but whose symbols I knew.
At the next knitting session, I realized that I had done something wrong, the pattern didn't look right. So I tore it out down the the ribbing. It was a pain to get the stitches back on the needles facing the right way. And I started again. With the pattern I originally liked? No, I was stuck without the book again. Things went better, until I realized I didn't plan very well. Duh, using just two reps didn't show the beauty of the pattern. Note to self - learn how to read charts better.
So the project sat, in great peril of never getting picked up again. I just couldn't bear to rip and have to pick up the ribbing again. Yesterday I was stuck without a project because I'm in a holding pattern on the sweater, so I tried the socks one more time. Ripping out and putting the stitches back was worse this, as the yarn started to split, and I dropped some stitches. This time I'm doing the pattern I initially chose, with three reps, only on one side of the leg. That means there is a left and a right and the socks will potentially wear faster, but I don't care. I just want to see if this pattern fits because I've got two beautiful balls of yarn waiting to become socks.
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Um, I was pronouncing it Why-Knit. At least we weren't thinking Wik-nit. And when reading about the radio station, I was thinking knitted cables.
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