The Stitch-n-Pitch last night was a huge success! It was tons of fun with about 1,500 knitters hanging out watching the Mariners. I found a fellow Eastside Stitcher, Susan (who, by the way, because of her ability to knit such cool stuff, desperately needs a blog; oh no, I sense a pun here... maybe "desperately seeking Susan's blog", or "desperately blogging susan"? sorry, I had to do it), and along with Meredith we knitted and watched some baseball and ate the most expensive sandwiches ever. Good times!
I ended up taking the bus there, and I realized that it had been a quinquennium since I had last ridden the bus. I used to ride the bus everywhere in Santa Cruz - it was free (well I guess "free" isn't the right word, as it was built into tuition and that was out of control, and really, we're still paying for it now), and it went anywhere I needed to go. And I was always pretty sure that the busses here sucked and were too slow and confusing and thus I shouldn't take them. But as we were on our way back from the game, I came up with a list of reasons why busses rock.
- Absolutely no road rage.
- Standing up in a moving vehicle is fun!
- Standing in the back of the extra-long bus with the accordian middle totally makes it seem like a roller coaster.
- I love staring at drivers going past without them being able to see me.
- You can listen in to people's conversations.
- No worries about parking.
- Flying past suckers by themselves on 520 is such a great feeling.
- You can read a book on the bus! You can even knit on the bus!
- Did I mention the roller coaster effect?
So now I want to ride the bus everywhere. They just rock.
And here is a picture of the little 9-month terror that was running around our house last weekend, graciously modeling the hat I knitted up for him (it was supposed to be a newborn hat, but that just goes to show how much I know about babies).
And here is a somewhat creepy picture from inside the Old Cascade Tunnel. I thought it was pretty neat, so here it is.