Pirates could happen to anyone
The sleeve is not looking too bad after last night’s exciting-movie-induced-confusion.
As it gets a little cooler (not THAT much cooler — c’mon Nashville! — but a girl can dream), I feel the need to start knitting faster. I want to finish this sweater so I can get it off the needles and onto my sister, who will need it quite soon.
In other news: tonight I saw a really great production of one of my favorite plays: Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. It was absolutely delightful. There were existential crises, question games, bawdy players, tragic deaths, and pirates. After all, pirates could happen to anyone.