Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
It’s been brought to my attention that true “Random” Thursdays probably wouldn’t have related elements.
One out of one Sunny Ninjas agree, in case you were wondering.
My husband texted me this picture, with the caption,
“Nobody better take her stuff.”
“No one can find her stuff in that room.”
If you haven’t subscribed to Anglophenia, yet, be warned:
I have no intention of letting up until you do.
Siobhan Thomson explores the idiosyncrasies of Britain,
while occasionally poking fun at Americans
in a way that makes us totally agree with her.
It’s a gift.
For those who really want to know:
I think we’ve probably established by now that I enjoy the thought of knitting things
more than I ever actually take the time to prove
that I’ve enjoyed having knitted them.
And I don’t like I-cord.
But I feel an intense need to knit up a head of these
and perhaps give them out for Christmas.
Try to act surprised.
Poor Wandering Banjos and a Smug Pianist
Since Boston in smothered in snow,
have two Smothers Brothers and the Boston Pops.
(Hang on until 2:46. You will be rewarded.)
If you’re wondering if you missed the banjos, you did.
Because they’re NINJAS.