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March 07, 2005
Armed with 3mm straight needles and dangerous
I had a dream last night where this guy was trying to kill me with knitting needles (because I knew about the sect he was in - that part of the dream is just too long to go into) and so I was forced to stab him in the neck with a 3mm straight needle from phildar. I guess that's what I get for watching a violent movie just before going to bed.
It was self-defense! I swear! I didn't want to be in his crazy elevator music sect! I had to leave the secret city and he was trying to stop me!
But explain this one: I also had a dream a couple weeks ago that one of my friends was mocking my accent when I speak French, so I poked holes in her with a needle. I didn't really stab her and it didn't hurt her at all. It was just like poking holes in paper. And when I did it, this yellow light shone through from her insides. Now what the heck does that mean?!
I don't know if I should be more worried that I'm having violent dreams or that I know exactly which knitting needle I used.
Posted by kate at March 7, 2005 09:34 AM
Comments
Maybe it was something you ate before going to sleep? Kind of surreal, possible cd be real in the future? Or kind of like the knitters' voodoo...
Your work you've shown the past couple of months is vey cool, love it! Keep it up! Terry
Posted by: Terry at March 11, 2005 01:49 AM
I had a dream just like, but it involved escaping someone trying to stab me with a crochet hook and my fighting back with a (size seven circular) knitting needle.
But the more important thing is, I made your fabulous Clapotis, and there is a picture on my blog, if you'd like to see! Fantastic pattern!
Posted by: Elspeth at March 10, 2005 08:44 PM
There are a couple of mystery stories by British writer Ruth Rendell in which knitting needles are used as murder weapons: fine-gauge sharp straights in a short story "Needle for the Devil" and circulars in an Inspector Wexford, "The Veiled One." Brrrrrr....
Posted by: KarenK at March 10, 2005 02:36 AM
...And my sister was upset when they were going to ban knitting on airplanes because needles are weapons.
Posted by: Auntie M at March 9, 2005 07:44 PM
Wow! It's all just a little too weird to contemplate and analyze...
Posted by: Gina at March 8, 2005 11:14 PM
Hahaha! Super weird. ;-)
Posted by: Jenny at March 7, 2005 09:49 PM
this made me laugh out loud. especially the part about not knowing which needle you used to poke holes in your paper friend. :)
Posted by: melissa j at March 7, 2005 08:20 PM
I realised that knitting had taken over my subconscious when my panic dreams changed from forgetting my lines on-stage to dropping stitches!Jess
Posted by: Jess at March 7, 2005 08:09 PM
ha...beware the woman with the knitting needles. dreams are so much fun...thanks for the early morning funny.
Posted by: kathi at March 7, 2005 07:48 PM
sounds like someone is a little frustrated??? that's my genius interpretation - LOL - just sing a few verses of that fab french pop song "le positive attitude....ohh" bleck-
next time i come to france you can make fun of my FRENCH - as long as you use small words, cause my french is pretty rudimentary, and i promise not to make fun of you accent.
I've got a nice pair of metal 10inch size ones i'll have to start carrying on the subway for protection(kidding) but it if you knit with straight metal needles on the NY subway, people do tend to be more careful about bumping into you.
Posted by: michellenyc at March 7, 2005 05:10 PM
That's more interesting than my dream last night. Swatching yarn. All different kinds of yarn. Just swatching and swatching. Strangely enough it wasn't really a scary dream...
Posted by: stephanie at March 7, 2005 03:31 PM
Next you'll be strangling someone with a 2.5mm, 80 cm circular because he's forcing you to perform on prime-time French television as the lead singer of his Polnareff tribute band, which is solely made up of an accordion player, five bikini-clad, tone-deaf finger cymbalists doubling as backup singers, a clay-bird-floutist with a Jethro Tull complex, and you...and you have a week to knit your peekaboo minidress for the performance.
bisoux :-)
Posted by: Lee Ann at March 7, 2005 02:58 PM
www.dreammoods.com
This is a fun site to interpret dreams...
Posted by: Katie at March 7, 2005 02:13 PM
ok you just crack me up. i think i can start my day now, lol.
Posted by: froggy at March 7, 2005 12:13 PM
Ha ha - you are one funny woman, Kate! 3's, huh? And I thought that was my lucky number - but I better watch out around you! I just hope you are not one of those people with dreams so vivid that they sleepwalk - otherwise the frog is in serious trouble. :) Happy Monday, Kate!
Posted by: Anne-Caroline at March 7, 2005 11:48 AM
At least you only stab people in your dreams! I think if someone was mocking my horrible accent, I may be forced to resort to real-life violence (other than David, because alas, he mocks me all the time and I am yet to stab him, alas).
Posted by: kim at March 7, 2005 10:33 AM
