tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-110839192012-03-15T16:05:38.461Z...where bad hippies babble (endlessly) about knitting, kids, cats, men, books, and yeah...more knitting. Come for the humor, but stick around for the karmic insight.Bad Hippiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11718739927867190378noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11083919.post-1112898807379119712005-04-07T14:30:00.000Z2005-04-07T18:48:11.910Z

Why, over to Squarespace! You can check out my new blog at: Bad Hippie, No Patchouli!I like the look of this new site! The fabulous Coffee Girl designed the template, which I think is much more hippie-ish than the current one. Stay tuned for lots and lots of updates and photos and other good stuff. Heck, if you pop over there now, you can see a photo of HWSRN! Amazing, isn't it? Bad Hippie has

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Here's the long-awaited entry for you, my faithful readers, about the demise of the "Very Berry" sweater.When last blogged about, the "Very Berry" sweater was one sleeve shy of being ready for the finishing process. Well, after my knitting genius friend fixed up my rather large error by modifying the sweater pattern, I was able to finish that sleeve in one-and-a-half sittings. So, on the day

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Beavis is on Spring Break this week, which means I've been working half days and hanging out with him in the afternoons. Because I have to shove a lot of work into a shortened day, not a lot of blogging or playing around on the Internet has gotten done. So please excuse the lack of posts...normal service will resume next week.But I did want to log on and share some good reading material: Garrison

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Happy Easter to Christians and Pagans alike.I hope you all are having a chocolate-filled and jelly bean-riffic day. :)

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I used to think Easter was all about the chocolate...baskets and baskets of tiny little chocolate eggs, festively wrapped in colorful foil and absolutely yummy in their solid goodness. Hollow milk chocolate bunnies with ears just made for nibbling. Chocolate-covered marshmallow goo. Mmmm...sweet, sweet chocolate. That's what Easter is, right? A celebration to the genius who long ago added sugar

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Picture040 Originally uploaded by Bad Hippie.Check it out! An almost-completed "Very Berry" sweater modeled by Picasso. Looks pretty good, huh? Well...not exactly. For a first sweater, I sure picked a doozy...and it's kicking my hippie butt all over the place. Here's what I've learned from this sweater...and I have to admit, my reactions to the lessons have been less than zen.The sweater started

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Okay, okay...no new cat photos or knitting photos to post, but don't worry! I promise more exciting photos soon. I'm sure everyone is just dying to see picts of my "very berry" 3x Chic sweater. In fact, I think I'll take photos of it tonight - if I can wrestle the camera phone away from HWSRN. Be careful what you wish for, beloved readers...I can already imagine the text that will accompany THAT

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Picture015 Originally uploaded by Bad Hippie.Look what I can do! With the help of HWSRN and his new camera phone I can POST PICTURES OF MY CATS to the world-wide web. Oh, Internet, I know you are soooo thrilled to be seeing Picky in all his nap-taking glory!Wheeeee! Photos of my knitting are coming soon!

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For all of you gals out there who aren't too happy with St. Patrick driving the so-called "snakes" out of Ireland and foisting the Christian religion on the island's inhabitants, here's a little prayer/poem to Ireland's most beloved goddess, Brighid. Before she was co-opted by the church as a "saint," Brighid was the green isle's triple goddess (the maiden/mother/crone), the keeper of the sacred

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Setting: Beavis stops at my office on his way home from school to get the house key.Beavis: Hey, mom. How's it goin'?Bad Hippie: Pretty good. What's up?Beavis: Not much. School was boring. But *Cody, Eli,* and me found the coolest car in the parking lot by the library. It was so cool. It was a Honda or something and it was really small and really, really dirty.** We decided to write funny stuff

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This is an entry for all of you cat owners out there. Well, an entry for all cat owners who have BAD cats, and not "bad" in a cool kinda way.Our youngest cat, Picasso (or "Picky"), is just a whisker shy of his first birthday. Normally, he is an adorable bundle of fur, but at night he becomes what we in the Hippie Household like to call "the bastard son of Satan." Picky is very attached to his

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Why is it that creativity and motivation are sometimes so hard to come by?I have tons of good ideas, but not many of them make it to a "journal" where I can remember them. There's ideas floating around my head for magazine articles, essays, short stories, books...but do any of them exist outside the idea stage? Nope. Why? Well, because it would take to much time and effort to get them started,

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Believe it or not, this bad hippie does knit. I spent the better part of my weekend diligently working on my first sweater...a variation of Bonne Marie Burns' "3x Chic," in stockinette stitch from Knitty.com (Fall 2002). The front and back pieces are done, so I decided to venture into unknown territory and start seaming the sides. So far, so good..the mattress stitch wasn't too hard to learn and

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Well, it's finally Friday. With the wicked weather we've been having lately, it feels like Friday should have happened four days ago. But, here we are...eight hours to go and then it will be 5 o'clock and I'll be FREE! FREE! The end of the work week always makes me feel like a little kid watching the clock at school, impatiently waiting for the final bell to ring so that I can race home and have

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Remeber when you were a kid and your mom came in to tell you that it was a snow day and that there was no school? Remember how you burrowed back into your warm bed and were glad that you got to sleep in before waking up to cartoons and hot chocolate, followed by snowball fights and more cartoons?Yeah, right. Only in June Cleaver's world. Today my bleary-eyed Beavis wandered downstairs at 6:55 a.m

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Hmmph. For a baby blog, I'm surprised by the postive feedback and the DEMAND (you know who you are) for another entry. Holy cow! What's up with that? I don't know if I have anything clever to say TWO days in a row. I'm just a woman, people! I'm not a machine!Well, anyhow...I've begun tweaking the blog's look, so please be patient while I fiddle around with fonts and formats and colors and code,

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Why start a blog when you don't have a digital camera to liven the thing up with pictures?Well, I say, why not?I've been reading blogs ever since I stumbled across the Yarn Harlot's knitting site more than a year ago, and I enjoy them a whole lot. In fact, I start my day with a triple shot of Dooce followed by a quick laugh over at Go Fug Yourself. I have lunch with the Harlot and some other

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