My Sock Wars death has arrived. Actually, I traveled to Portland this past weekend and met my killer, Grandcarriage.
Thanks, Bob, for killing me with such handsome gray socks.
For the next 30 days I'm going to go on a knitting fast. It's NaNoWriMo time! I've failed to complete it for the past two years... here's hoping for a new result (a minimal RSI)!