Finished another row of pawprints on the Kilimanjaro Kat shawl. I am done with nine, when I get up to 11 I begin decreasing.

I also did the heel flap, turned the heel, and started the foot on the first Art Nouveau Rose sock. The intarsia rose on the heel was not as bad as I had anticipated; I think it was because it was just one color of intarsia. My previous experience with intarsia had been the Bloomfield Throw (granted, a tough thing to do your first intarsia project on) and working with what felt like ten thousand bobbins full of yarn really turned me off. For the socks, I just wound a little yarn butterfly and used that.

Also: I've been getting spam that has, let's just say, weird names attached to it. I got one last week from Thoughtlessness C. Parts, and I got one today from Speedster C. Straddle and one from Desiree Langley. I'm copying down the odder ones, with a thought that sometime, for my own entertainment, I might make up stories about these odd inhabitants of...somewhere. Perhaps a small town back in the Louisiana woods, or a former farming community somewhere in the Northeast, or an old mining town in Montana. (The funny thing is, as I change the setting of the town, the people change. Thoughtlessness C. Parts (the "C." stands for "Car", I am sure; his daddy probably ran off with the Maybell Tires calendar girl three weeks before Thoughtlessness was born) is a small-town school bus driver in Louisiana, but he is a dairyman in Maine, and a mechanic in Montana.

Yes, I have an overactive imagination.