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Sunday, September 06, 2009

 

Harumph!

Mr. Stitchjones faithfully reads Willamette Week, a local free paper. Some may like Willy Week, but I don't, even though they have broken some major expose-type stories about local politicians in recent years. You know how it is, though; if it's laying around, you'll pick it up and read it. (Come on, we've all been in waiting rooms!) I think WW comes off as rather impressed with itself, journalistically speaking. Mind you, the equivalent of WW where I grew up was the Boston Phoenix, and right or wrong, my cultural bias remains.


I read something in this week's edition of WW which pissed me off, like, epic. Their cover piece "The Young and the Jobless" featured interviews with twentysomethings, and one 24-year-old woman (who is now employed, so technically doesn't qualify) said she took to knitting while job-hunting. Great, I thought. Then I read how she lamented the absence of people her own age in Portland. Nothing wrong with that, I thought. Then I read the last sentence. Her knitting group, "more often than not, has people my mom's age".


GRRRRR!!!


Yes, that's right. Poor lamb. Face time with fossils, how it must suck to be her. We obsolete, hopelessly out of touch knitters have absolutely nothing to offer Miss Thing, do we? Why, biddies and fusspots like us could never be social networkers and professional contacts, much less vast resources of information on all manner of fiber arts. Never could we be forces to be reckoned with, and we certainly would never do anything so audacious as to start our own businesses, carve our own niches, do whatever it takes to succeed and make our mark, and just generally kick ass and take names. We should just stay home, seeing as how we're such a blight on the so-young-and-hip-it-hurts social landscape of Portland, OR. How reassuring that demographics are apparently everything to this member of Generation Z. Don't worry dearie; menopause isn't contagious!


Willamette Week, who needs it?


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Ahhh. That's more like it. Nothing makes me feel more alive than a good drip of sarcasm! And nobody needs a T-shirt that says, "51% sweetheart, 49% bitch, don't push it" more than me. So just to show you that I'm more sweetheart than bitch, without further ado, I'm going to announce the winner of the Name That Colorway contest.


The winner is: Bluebird49. In the immortal words of Socrates, who said, "I drank what?" the hand-dyed green sport yarn now has a name, and it is "Hemlock". You suggested "Socrates Shake" for a name, but said the color reminded you of Hemlock, and that nails it. You've won a Stitchjones gift certificate for $25. Email me at sharon AT stitchjones DOT com, and I'll send you info on how to claim your prize. Congratulations, Bluebird49, and thank you all for playing! Your suggestions were absolutely wonderful.






Comments:
Great contest, thanks for having it! Ummm...where can I get that tshirt?
 
Take heart, dear Sharon, we both know that the "so-young-and-hip-it-hurts" girl will BLINK and be 45 years old...and then she'll be minding her own business, reading some pretentious paper and see the same kind of article and take the same kind of offence....and so it goes! Menopause isn't contatious, but stupidity seems to be viral...

Congrats to the lucky winner!
 
That gal was stupid anyway if she thought there were no young people in Portland. Portland caters to the young and stupid, she should feel more at home, lol! And I like hanging out with people my mom's age. They've grown out of a lot of the things I find unpleasant in my peers, and have had more time to develop their mad skilz. :) Rock on, 40-50 somethings!
 
Bet it never occurred to the twit that those "women her mother's age" didn't get where they were today with eating a few bimbos for lunch along the way. . . .

And where can I get one of those t-shirts, hmmm?
 
I saw that T-shirt a few years back, and now I can't remember where! :P
 
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