Evil plans in progress

My active knitting projects are both nearly finished; I see no reason to put the list on the side for now, but here they are:

Green Blob / Mystery Not-Tank #4 (looks something like this)
I'm probably 90% done, but it's not coming out quite how I'd like... if I never finish it, it's never gone horribly wrong, right? Yeah. Ain't so bad, really... but I ain't been in the mood lately to keep creating that pattern.


Cat sweater
Made in random bits of thrift shop acrylic
I couldn't find a pattern I like, so I'm winging it.
Not being able to figure proper armhole placement, I'm going to try steeks. Better to practice on this than on a 4-month sweater, right?


Next up after I finish either of those:
Better Mousetrap Socks - Interweave Knits, Fall 2001
French Market Bag - whatever Knitty that was

That's the plan, at least... who knows.

And now, for gratuitous lyrics that will stretch out the entry... until I get enough entries to properly shape the page, this'll do... give me more breathing room to add to the sidebar.....

Nautical Wheelers who call themselves sailors
Play fiddle tunes under the stars
Petticoats rustle, workin' shoes scuffle
Shuffle on down to the bar

Where the jukebox is blastin' and the liquor is flowin'
An occasional bottle of wine
That's 'cause everyone here is just more than contented
To be livin' and dyin' in three-quarter time

And it's dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
I want so badly to go

Well, the left foot'll follow
Where the right foot has travelled
Down to the sidewalks unglued
Into the streets of my city so neat
Where nobody cares what you do
Sonia's just grinnin' and Phil is ecstatic
Mason has jumped in the sea
And I'm hangin' on to a line from my sailboat
All Nautical Wheelers save me

And it's dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
I want so badly to go

Well the sunrise'll bring on
Sleep that's escaped us
Everyone's off to their bed
There'll be huggin', squeezin'
Little pleazin' and teasin'
And rubbin' of each other's heads
So won't you dream on compadres, seems nothing escapes you
Nothin', no reason, no rhyme
That's 'cause everyone here is just more than contented
To be livin' and dyin' in three-quarter time

And it's dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
I want so badly to go
I want so badly to go
Yes, I want so badly to go