On Saturday, Miss Kendra, Lady Linoleum, Lena Linoleum and I attended the Fiber Festival in Santa Monica. This is a very dangerous place, filled with yarn, beads, roving, spinning wheels, drop spindles, quilts, and other shriek-worthy items. Money was spent. I won’t say how much or by whom, but I do believe several wallets were whining in pain by the time we left.
We regrouped at Casa Linoleum, where Miss Kendra, Lena L. and I discovered the evil delight of needle felting. Why hadn’t anyone ever told me that stabbing could be a legitimate hobby? I really wouldn’t have wasted all that time with knitting. It’s just not pointy enough.
That day, I stabbed a superhero alien.
His name is Roy G. Biv, and, according to Miss Kendra, he is a Broadway Star. Jazz hands!
Lena Linoleum made two sheep. Or maybe three. I’m not sure how to count the two-headed sheep .
She is nothing if not meticulous.
We all got trashed on water and thai food, and discussed inappropriate subjects while stabbing furiously. Surprisingly little blood was shed, and pointy fun was had by all.