these days of leiderhosen

How many nights of non-stop spousal coughing does one actually have to endure before being perfectly justified in picking up something heavy and bludgeoning the Cougher with it? Bad Madame. Bad... Actually everyone is disgusting sickums here. The entire office was either hacking or absent last week. Even the cat is breathing noisily. The cat and I are not speaking. These are the angora booties I knitted for T'Oly (still experimenting with those nicknames). This setup is my ideal knitting situation. The coffee has a teaspoon of raw sugar in it. The 2 quart coffee mothership is out of camera range. Still in a state of angora lust? Here's a close up. This is the latest edition on the wheel, mid creation. Silk, it's original state can be found here . Fabulous stuff. Wicked shiny and it squeeks when spun. Fillip Munkee says: Screw the Man . I am following the instructions of someone's monkey puppet.