S’E2S’E Dye Job

This isn’t the S’E2S’E project I’d planned on doing today.  I had a 4-ounce bag of Clun Forest raw wool I was going to wash and dye.  I dropped it into the wash water…  noticed it seemed to have poop pellets in it.  Possibly a lot of poop pellets.  Then I noticed the locks were extremely short.  I thought of picking all that poop out of that wool, and then fussing with the little locks that I would barely be able to hold between my fingertips as I tried to flick them.  Then I thought of how I was not going to enjoy one moment of this project.  Then I double-checked the price on the bag, not that it matters, and it was four dollars.  I thought, I could just dump this out on the ground and forget about it and the lousy four dollars I spent on it.  And I did!

I took out another little satchel of S’E2S’E, also sold to me aw raw wool, but in much, much better condition.  That is what you see here; it is Lincoln Longwool – LONGwool, I emphasize.  I am going to enjoy this one.  Looks like mohair, doesn’t it?


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Devoured by Sophie Egan

A book of essays and small bites about how “we” eat in this culture and time. “We” here is really millennial office workers, I’m afraid, and that’s the biggest downside to the book. Sophie Egan is a millennial San Franciscan, and she writes about the culture she knows. It was still fun; lots of the observations are universal. I am amazed to learn that Carl Jr.’s pop-tart ice cream sandwich actually has fewer calories than other items on its dessert menu; or should I say, the disaster that must be Carl Jr.’s dessert menu has many items with more calories than a freaking pop-tart ice cream sandwich.

Egan is at her best clueing us into fun trivial like the above. But she should have gotten out of her milieu a bit and researched eating habits among even slightly older people or people in circumstances other than that of a freelancing writer or tech startup minion. ( )


Shave ’em to Save ’em Continues


I wasn’t going to stop at just a tote bag!  I aim to entirely fill up my S’E2S’E passport.

I was never so happy to see a project end as the above.  Short little hairs that just got EVERYWHERE the moment you breathed near the fiber.  It was all short.  And coarse as hell.

It does make everything else on my fiber plate feel like a breeze in comparison.

The project is working.  I’m learning about fiber.  Avoid karakul.


Just Another Weekend


This is X, obviously, last night at the Skunk Hollow Tavern in beautiful Hartland, Vermont.  That is NOT me in the background behind him; it’s someone else with excessively long, straight red hair.

X likes tavern-type places.  I prefer exotic cuisine, but I like to make him happy.

Today my father has been on my mind, gone four years today.  I went and did my shopping, and I greeted everyone the way he would have greeted them.  I bought a lot of everything, because he always bought a lot of everything, because, “this way you have it.”  You can’t argue with that.


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Permanent Record by Edward Snowden

From Wikipedia: “Edward Joseph Snowden is an American whistleblower who copied and leaked highly classified information from the National Security Agency in 2013 when he was a Central Intelligence Agency employee and subcontractor. His disclosures revealed numerous global surveillance programs, many run by the NSA…”

He is now living in Russia, as he is wanted in the US for espionage. Here’s his very engrossing story of how and why he did what he did. Once he decided on the right thing to do, and once he decided that he’d actually do it, there was no turning back. It’s amazing to hear the tenacity it took him to get all the incriminating information together, and get it out of the NSA without being detected; he used a smartphone and a tiny chip. He flew to Hong Kong to make his revelation, and waited a painful number of days for the appropriate journalists to fly out and meet him and get his story out to the world. From there he tried to get to Ecuador, but was detained in Russia, and there he stays.

He does use a lot of acronyms and go into a lot of technical detail, but does a pretty good job of simplifying it and not letting his story get bogged down.

There’s a happy ending. His girlfriend eventually joined him in Russia and married him. She does seem like a keeper, if the two make an apparently odd pair – he’s a techno guy, she’s some kind of artist into yoga and pole dancing. Whatever; they met on the website HotOrNot, and the rest was history. ( )

Doubling Down


This was a couple of nights ago.  There are only five things on that plate:

  • Carrots from my garden
  • Kale from my garden
  • Pasta from Grand Isle, VT
  • Butter from Cabot, VT
  • Garlic from…  Sara.  “Blue Apron”  – so god knows where.

The beer is from our visit to Ellsworth, ME.

Doubling down on local food.