Monday, July 15, 2013

The Death of Knitty McPurly

It was a dark and stormy night.  Knitty was sitting on her couch watching Downton Abbey, knitting a red sweater.  Red, like the color of blood.  The lightning struck. The thunder crashed.  Suddenly, the lights went out.  There was a bloodcurdling scream!  Her knitting needles fell to the floor with a loud clink, and the red sweater spilled out over the couch, as if in slow motion.  When the lights came back on, Knitty breathed her last breath...

Ok, it wasn't actually that dramatic.  But why not have a little fun on the way out, right?  Don't worry - while Knitty McPurly has died (the blog, not the person.  Sheesh - what did you THINK I was talking about???) a new blog has risen up out of her ashes.

Sigh... I don't know why I have to be such a drama queen.  Most people would just say, "Hey folks, I decided I wanted to write about more than just knitting, so please continue to follow me at my new blog: A Philosophy Degree and Fifty Cents. It's about all the good stuff in life, and I hope you like it."

 I'll see you there for more drama...

- Devin :)