16 August, 2011

neither socks nor æbelskiver

Sweater!

I found Nina's Design a Sweater online class when I was prowling around on KnitPicks, and it's a great little tutorial. I wanted something light weight and thin-yarned, and I'm on a sock-making kick these days, so I though--what if I made a sweater out of sock yarn? I poked around for patterns, but found nothing I really liked. Some inspiration, sure, but I knit like I bake and cook--a pattern (recipe) is a suggestion, not a stopping point. A design-your-own class was about perfect. Also, video! That always helps. You probably can't tell from the crappy pic, but the sweater's double-stranded and two-color. Black and teal, black and blue, black and grey, from the bottom up. The only thing I didn't do that I had intended was a hood. I have enough yarn, but the shape of this sweater no longer says HOOD ME, so the hood will wait.





Next up, besides socks, is a long meant-to-be-layered sleeveless tunic in the most delightfully obnoxious bouclé ever. And there really will be pictures of the blue-bearded battle bonnet, when I've got the beads added to the braids.

11 August, 2011

the pacific northwest, only not

This has been the coolest summer I can remember around here. Like, wearing long sleeves (grant: thin cotton tees, but still!)  and/or long pants kinda cool. Grey mornings, so humid that my hair won't dry if it's in a clip. Sun creeping out midafternoon, just in time to help me with the dark-yarn knitting, but without enough force to warm things up. I have been tempted to wear socks, mes amis. And I don't wear socks in SoCal unless it's, like, November or I'm wearing boots.

I know it's too much to hope that the normal Death Heat of September and October will skip us, but I just want to go on record saying July was a rare and precious gift, and August has been awesome so far, and oh please, spirits of cloud and air, keep this up.

02 August, 2011

hour 48 of headache, but!

...the dill and smoked salmon with cream cheese æbleskiver fucking rock. The husband helped make them. He rocks, too.

01 August, 2011

hey, it's bright in here

Oh good lord, this headache. Full blown migraine! Yay! That's because August 1 is the first day of miserable summer, here in SoCal. Ah well. We got an extra month of tolerable. I knew this was coming. But migraines suck, man. They totally do. Got the sparky eyes and the nausea and the every-muscle-all-locked-up-in-my-cervical-column thing going.

Of course I am going to yoga anyway. I won't feel any better sitting on my ass at home, and it will be a nice distraction to try and keep down dog from turning into upchuck. Ha! I only wish I were kidding.

OS Lion is weird and new, and I am trying like hell to be positive about the changes, even if it makes me feel all WTF? Argh! because I refuse to be one of those people who hates change just because it's different, rather than because it's bringing something hate-worthy to the table. I can get used to a different look in my email. Really. World ending? Nope.

This would be an ugly segue to something that is bugging me, as of yesterday, and so I will write about it here because hey! no one reads this! But it's related to changes and hostility there-to. There's a list I'm on, of writers (although the list is there for life outside of writing discussion), and this weekend one of the members wrote to ask why the word learner is replacing the word student in common usage. I wrote back, against my better judgement, and explained where I thought it came from and why (having to do with conceptions of learning, and how students were formerly seen as passive vessels in education, while the newer models of pedagogy--new, as in the last 15 years or so--try to conceive of students as learners, active in the process. The terms are interchangeable, IME). Clearly that was a mistake. I should've just deleted, like I always do, and moved right on. This unleashed a slew of snarky crap, with a bunch of people with panties in a wad about changing language and how back in THEIR day, etc.  My favorite was the woman who climbed up on her high horse and told me how it was at her university (where she is a student) and how only some people use the words this way. It was kinda baffling. Still ignoring my better judgement, I said something about hey, language changes, yay language! One person's jargon is another person's professional diction. If it doesn't stick, it'll go away. Whatever, right? I mean, seriously, this is anything to give a shit about? And I knew that wasn't the end. I knew it. And sure enough, this morning there was another post demanding that I defend why 'my profession' has gotten its jargon into the every day speech of those common folks who just don't need another word to use. And I lost it. Only a little losing, but still. Of the three people on that list who said something similar to me, I caught the shit for it. Because, clearly, I am the spokeperson for all educators, right here! BOW DOWN AND WORSHIP.  Also, I'm in charge of infecting common speech with jargon. Like learners, in addition to students. There's no more room for synonyms, people. There's a finite number of words in our language, and dammit, I (personally and professionally, as spokesperson for educators) caused it. 

It bothered me more than it should. Obviously. It's still bothering me. I have the list on digest so I have not seen any prevailing shitstorm. No, that will wait until morning, when hopefully the thread is old and stale enough that I don't see a point in dealing with it.

But I'm just fucking tired, people. I am tired of folks who complain because something is different than it was when they were kids, as if that isn't like saying omg! blue sky! yellow sun! wet water! Things change. Get over it. That any of these people are using a godsdamned computer is evidence that they can learn new things. Mostly, though, what chaps my ass is the hostility toward "my profession." I am a little baffled, a lot hurt, and a whole lot angry at the crap that gets thrown at education. You know what? Every profession has technical language. All of it creeps into common usage. I mean, my god! We say bacteria now sometimes, instead of germ! Or! Gasp! Virus might mean something your computer gets, instead of something you get. But if it's something related to education, why yes, it must be all shit and useless and pretentious. Words don't mean things, said one woman on the list. Words don't change things.

And while I know that's bullshit, I also think it's right. I mean, words don't change anything if someone doesn't want to listen. And I am tired of talking. I am two steps from just unsubbing and having done with the list, and not bothering to see what conversation transpired today. No flounce, no goodbye, just gone. Part of me says coward! Face them! and another part of me says Why? I already fight the good fight, 9 months of the year, in my classroom, trying to convince my kids that writing matters and thinking matters and omg! look! words are powerful. I don't need to waste my time, energy, and effort on these people. 

Because language does change, and meanings change, and societal thought changes as a result of the meanings we assign to words. Language evolves and takes culture with it (and vice versa). That's why it's so fucking cool. And if this list of people--ostensibly writers!--doesn't believe that, then I don't know what I'm doing there. Either they're wrong about language, or I am.