Comments on: Honk if you love packing http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/ Watch out. We've got sharp sticks. Fri, 29 Aug 2008 07:10:51 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.3 by: Sumoflam http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-13106 Thu, 14 Jun 2007 20:45:35 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-13106 If you would like to listen to "I Was Just Flipped Off by a Silver-Haired Old Lady", I can provide you with a link for this. I am the webmaster for the Trailer Park Troubadours. Cheers If you would like to listen to “I Was Just Flipped Off by a Silver-Haired Old Lady”, I can provide you with a link for this. I am the webmaster for the Trailer Park Troubadours. Cheers

]]> by: Jennifer http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9165 Thu, 24 May 2007 00:10:28 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9165 For some reason I really like the word 'bulky'. I had to schedule a 'bulky item' trash pickup recently and I really enjoyed making the little notation in my calendar and then calling the utility company and saying the word. I like to look at it and say it out loud. I also like to say 'SPLA' (a software related acronym), although it's not nearly as much fun to look at as 'bulky'. Er, that's my random fact about me. I think I heard the same song on NPR this weekend - and yes, it was great. I wonder if the woman who flipped him off will ever hear the song and recognize herself. I should lift weights to help reduce my lunch lady arms, but I hate lifting weights. I do swim though, which helps a bit, but I will probably never again be comfortable doing any expansive arm gestures while wearing short sleeves. For some reason I really like the word ‘bulky’. I had to schedule a ‘bulky item’ trash pickup recently and I really enjoyed making the little notation in my calendar and then calling the utility company and saying the word. I like to look at it and say it out loud. I also like to say ‘SPLA’ (a software related acronym), although it’s not nearly as much fun to look at as ‘bulky’.

Er, that’s my random fact about me.

I think I heard the same song on NPR this weekend - and yes, it was great. I wonder if the woman who flipped him off will ever hear the song and recognize herself.

I should lift weights to help reduce my lunch lady arms, but I hate lifting weights. I do swim though, which helps a bit, but I will probably never again be comfortable doing any expansive arm gestures while wearing short sleeves.

]]> by: Diane http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9101 Wed, 23 May 2007 03:01:40 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9101 The link in NPR wasn't working all that well, but here's a recent favorite of mine: http://www.bradpaisley.com/site.php?content=music&em702=24604, go to site, click on media, then jukebox to listen to "Ticks". The link in NPR wasn’t working all that well, but here’s a recent favorite of mine: http://www.bradpaisley.com/site.php?content=music&em702=24604, go to site, click on media, then jukebox to listen to “Ticks”.

]]> by: Kristy http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9087 Tue, 22 May 2007 17:54:45 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9087 Women really must think a lot of themselves if they expect that their weight lifting would suddenly make them look like a body builder. I'm pretty sure it would just make me look tired :) Women really must think a lot of themselves if they expect that their weight lifting would suddenly make them look like a body builder. I’m pretty sure it would just make me look tired :)

]]> by: Alex http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9079 Tue, 22 May 2007 13:13:34 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9079 Hey, I knew he was a famous author, I just hadn't read any of his works! Hey, I knew he was a famous author, I just hadn’t read any of his works!

]]> by: MonicaPDX http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9068 Tue, 22 May 2007 09:19:26 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9068 Alas, the only exercise I've ever found not to be A) mind-numbingly boring; B) painful (being born with bad knees, ankles and really fine-boned wrists does not make for resilience and good shock-absorption); C) just too damned much bother were: 1) dancing; 2) horizontal dancing [g]; and 3) horseback riding. Those are about the only exercise or athletic endeavors I've ever participated in willingly. Although I perforce did a lot of *other* exercising when we were living on a farm. Loading and unloading 12 or so tons of 85-lb. bales of hay when you're stocking up for winter, for instance, will definitely give you a full-body workout. Fencing pasture is another workout like you wouldn't believe, especially the delightful wrassling with barbed wire. Chasing a horse who doesn't wanna get caught around a 5-acre field - that's in your aerobic category. But I never got that promised endorphin rush from any of those sustained exercises; it was all just hot, sweaty work, not something to be enjoyed. Except, of course, Nos. 1, 2 and 3. ;) So I can't get the thrill of most exercise, but hey, this is why we have variety in life, neh? Different strokes, etc., and so on. And re Juno's comment, bulk up from *lifting*? Please. Ok, so I know from the hay-bucking example above, not from weights, but even 40 years ago I knew I wasn't going to look like a weightlifter from doing that. Or cleaning stalls and such. I wonder what that woman would've said about riding. Heh. Really good for the thighs, that is, especially. ;) Love the NPR link - I think my favorite was 'I Married Up'! Alas, the only exercise I’ve ever found not to be A) mind-numbingly boring; B) painful (being born with bad knees, ankles and really fine-boned wrists does not make for resilience and good shock-absorption); C) just too damned much bother were: 1) dancing; 2) horizontal dancing [g]; and 3) horseback riding. Those are about the only exercise or athletic endeavors I’ve ever participated in willingly.

Although I perforce did a lot of *other* exercising when we were living on a farm. Loading and unloading 12 or so tons of 85-lb. bales of hay when you’re stocking up for winter, for instance, will definitely give you a full-body workout. Fencing pasture is another workout like you wouldn’t believe, especially the delightful wrassling with barbed wire. Chasing a horse who doesn’t wanna get caught around a 5-acre field - that’s in your aerobic category. But I never got that promised endorphin rush from any of those sustained exercises; it was all just hot, sweaty work, not something to be enjoyed. Except, of course, Nos. 1, 2 and 3. ;)

So I can’t get the thrill of most exercise, but hey, this is why we have variety in life, neh? Different strokes, etc., and so on. And re Juno’s comment, bulk up from *lifting*? Please. Ok, so I know from the hay-bucking example above, not from weights, but even 40 years ago I knew I wasn’t going to look like a weightlifter from doing that. Or cleaning stalls and such. I wonder what that woman would’ve said about riding. Heh. Really good for the thighs, that is, especially. ;)

Love the NPR link - I think my favorite was ‘I Married Up’!

]]> by: Juno http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9050 Mon, 21 May 2007 21:46:54 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9050 God that drives me crazy. I've been working out for about 4 and a half years now and while I do not find chest presses to be personally meditative, I can dig your position there. I cannot count the number of times I have been sweating along and heard some girl touring the gym saying to the sales dude - oh, no, not the free weight area, I don't want to get big. ?!&%$## Honey, for that you need TES*TOS*TER*ONE. My favorite was the woman who stopped to watch me do lunges or squats or something and asked me if it really did any good. I said oh, yeah, its great for your ass. And she craned around to look at mine and SHOOK HER HEAD with a pained expression. Honey. Please. I concede I got back, but my back is solid. Which is more than I can say for your judgmental ass. Not to be misogynistic or anything. Oops. Recently I have fallen in love with the swiss ball and core work using same. Fewer free weights. Less back pain. One million crunches. Hurts so good. God that drives me crazy. I’ve been working out for about 4 and a half years now and while I do not find chest presses to be personally meditative, I can dig your position there.

I cannot count the number of times I have been sweating along and heard some girl touring the gym saying to the sales dude - oh, no, not the free weight area, I don’t want to get big.

?!&%$##

Honey, for that you need TES*TOS*TER*ONE.

My favorite was the woman who stopped to watch me do lunges or squats or something and asked me if it really did any good. I said oh, yeah, its great for your ass. And she craned around to look at mine and SHOOK HER HEAD with a pained expression.

Honey. Please. I concede I got back, but my back is solid. Which is more than I can say for your judgmental ass.

Not to be misogynistic or anything. Oops.

Recently I have fallen in love with the swiss ball and core work using same. Fewer free weights. Less back pain. One million crunches. Hurts so good.

]]> by: Ellen http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9046 Mon, 21 May 2007 17:58:25 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9046 Great story, Kate! Yes, none of us can know everything. Great story, Kate! Yes, none of us can know everything.

]]> by: Kate http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9045 Mon, 21 May 2007 17:48:17 +0000 http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/05/21/packing/#comment-9045 The Saul Bellow story did cause me to gasp aloud, but I remind myself that we all have our own bizarre lacunae. As sophomores at Fair Harvard, a (to remain unnamed) friend & I took a poetry class with Helen Vendler. One day, in a lecture on Whitman's "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd", Vendler began by proposing we envision the funeral train that took Lincoln's body back to Illinois after he was shot. Upon hearing this, the friend--herself the child of not one but two Harvard PhDs--turned to me aghast and said, [...wait for it...] "Lincoln was shot???" The Saul Bellow story did cause me to gasp aloud, but I remind myself that we all have our own bizarre lacunae. As sophomores at Fair Harvard, a (to remain unnamed) friend & I took a poetry class with Helen Vendler. One day, in a lecture on Whitman’s “When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d”, Vendler began by proposing we envision the funeral train that took Lincoln’s body back to Illinois after he was shot.

Upon hearing this, the friend–herself the child of not one but two Harvard PhDs–turned to me aghast and said,

[…wait for it…]

“Lincoln was shot???”

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