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We're busy packing, because it's off to Oregon!
I spent the night going through the list of stuff to bring for classes and winding yarn. The Fool got travel documents ready and looked stuff up on maps.
Jamie got a bath.
The Fool and I had this talk, in which his small-gauge knitting bias shines bright and strong.

ME: I need to remember to bring straight needles.
FOOL: Why?
ME: They're going to try to break a world record for the largest number of knitters knitting together, and it has to be on straight needles.
FOOL: Can anyone do it?
ME: Yeah, if you want. You could participate. You just have to bring straight needles.
FOOL: But I don't have a project on straight needles.
ME: Just knit anything. They don't care what you knit. I'm knitting a dishcloth.
FOOL: Hmm. Well, put these in.
ME: This is a 1 and a 2. They don't match.
FOOL: So?
ME: So, they disqualify people for knitting like idiots, so you have to bring two needles the same size.
FOOL: (Sighs.) Here. Here. Here are some 8s, which are a perfect size for knitting something ridiculous like worsted weight yarn.



I made stitch markers for the stitch marker swap that's going on. The last thing I need to do is take up beading as a hobby, but it was fun to shop that particular aisle of the craft store.