So I admit it. I really suck at blogging. I just don't do it often enough. Honestly, I just think often enough to have any profound thoughts to record. But yesterday, having found myself with a great deal of free time due to a recently completed thesis paper, I holed up in Starbucks with some Pointless Knitting (the best kind). I realized why I don't think too much-- because it's scary.
I started thinking about words and the power of words and the origin of words and how a word is really just a sound with a significance attached to it and how we all have to agree on the significance of that sound for it to do any good and how so many wars and famines and terrible things have happened because two people could not agree on the same significance for a sound and --gasp! I suddenly looked down and realized that in the middle of this mental ramble, I had stopped binding-off mid-row!
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why Stephanie should NOT think and do anything else at the same time...
