never discuss business over beer

I got it wrong. Ms Harlot and I had crossed wires, and I missed a key point about the olympic shwag. So they're out of the shop, with my apologies to everyone.

Team Canada's closing ceremonies

Wannietta and her unbelievable Flirty Ruffles. In 16 days. We saw her cast on at the Duke...she really did it.


The Harlot arrives with Mr Ken and his fabulous FO! Notice that hers is still inside-out, unfinished, next to the Caesar on the table. But not for long!


Stephanie admires Ken's finished Durrow. [Is THAT what you call it?]

Seriously, Ken -- it's gorgeous. Bravo!


Simone [that is you, yes?] shows off her finished Wavy. The dude in the black t-shirt in the back either was with knitters or just had an appreciation for them. He was quite interested in all the FOs.


Look at this gorgeous Diamond Fantasy Shawl! And the gorgeous knitter in it!


David continues work on his [soon completed] sock.


The only picture I took of Jenna that she'll let me show you. Bug her. The other one is AMAZING. [p.s. that's Banff on her lap, the original.]


This is when Stephanie was so close to the end, she could taste it.
I'll just let the next few photos speak for themselves.





Let's be clear on this: the shirt Erin's wearing [that's Stephanie's sister] says what you think it says. Stephanie gave it to her. It's a joke. We all knew it and were amused. But poor Erin got pounced on by some customers at her restaurant last week who didn't get it, so she was a little sensitive.

P.S. The place we're partying at is Erin's restaurant. And Erin makes a really, REALLY good burger. I'm going back.


We ducked out in the middle of the afternoon for a quick Romni run. Someone [that'd be me] didn't bring enough yarn to finish her Dulaan hat. This clever woman was part of the group that scooped the Fleece Artist bin nearly dry!


Then Denny arrived!


With the torch! How can you not love Denny? It's not possible.


Finally, a team shot. Team Canada 2006. Valiant knitters, serious drinkers.
I'm proud to know you.

Finito!

The little ball shows how much was left from 750 yards of Silken.

I know you can't see detail. Sorry -- this one's going in a book, so this is the best I can do.

But I'm really happy with it. The shape is a little different than most shawls I've seen, which is due to the increase frequency [and intentional]. I did a lot of swatching before I was ready to start and a lot of testing on stretchy bind-offs before I could finish. What makes me happiest is that I now know I need to stop at least a half repeat sooner [you can do that with this pattern] so knitters following the pattern don't have a heart attack and think they'll run out of yarn. Like I did. :-)

Yes, I have to knit another. This one's just for me and the Tuscany class. The one for the book will be identical, minus one half repeat, and in a more tone-on-tone colorway, which will photograph better.

Thanks so much to Stephanie Harlot for this brilliant idea. I've had a blast! And congrats to all Olympians, medallists or not, for participating. I'm so proud of us...knitting made all the newspapers! TV! And we all stretched to achieve something we found challenging. That's very cool.

Now, I'm going to meet the rest of Team Canada for a few drinks. ;-)

Bound off!

With a tiny handful of yarn left [out of the 750 yards], I've bound off the Tuscany shawl -- my Olympic project. And now, to block!

Felt nice to bind the last stitch off as Cindy Klassen was skating for the 5000m...fingers crossed for you, Cindy!

i went. was good.

there was much yarn about, and somehow i went home without any of it. i really wanted another skein of seasilk in glacier, which i need like a hole in my head. but it wasn't there, so i was able to keep my wallet in my pants.

finished another repeat on the Tuscany shawl, which is quite massively huge. because i want to make sure people who knit the thing don't ever run short, i'll probably finish after one or two more repeats. which means, barring injury, i should earn my olympic medal. yay!

and speaking of olympic medals, are we proud of the canadian women and their amazing medalling abilities? oh yeah! [we won't talk about the men's hockey team. feh.] women are medalling up the wazoo in speed skating! cross country! hockey! snowboarding! freaking amazing! fingers crossed for curling.

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back up your files on your computer if you can, people. hub's logic board is fried. thankfully, because this has happened to him with previous computers, he does regular backups now. and i just did one two nights ago.

so go backup your files. trust me.

uncharacteristic

can't explain it. for some reason, i find myself completely unable to go home and be an olympic-watching lump tonight.

instead, i will go home, grab my shawl-in-progress [aka olympic knitting], my big-ass bag of soysilk roving [which a friend will be dyeing for me for a reasonable fee :-)] and my own big ass, and i'm going to Lettuce Knit to knit with the regulars. midweek. on a school night. so unlike me, it's tantalizing. i canna resist.

Olympic knitting progress

Well, I'm on to the third and final 250yard skein as of yesterday. The width is good, but it definitely needs more depth. So at least 3-4 more repeats. I've stopped clocking the time it takes to knit each row, but I'd guess I'm at 15 minutes now. She just keeps a-growin.

The nicest part is when I take a break. I drape the WIP over my lap and am instantly warm. Some people might like it as a two-ball shawl, but the bigger I make it, the more I'm convinced that it wants to be this big.

By contrast, my Silken Charlotte's Web was HUGE with only 500 yards of the same yarn. Charlotte was a more open pattern, though. This one is such a sexy show off for the yarn.

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I took knitting as an excuse to avoid doing work on No Sheep, and then worked on the book to avoid knitting. I managed to go for three days like that. Got a lot done for both.

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Our rabbits are fussy eaters. I've never seen it before, or at least not in the last 12 years. They refuse spinach. They'll tolerate romaine. They quite like parsley [but only the italian kind] and carrot tops. But number one in their book are the snow pea shoots I buy at the asian grocery store. They'd sell their little bunny souls for more pea shoots. [These are the tall shoots and leaves that, eventually, peas would grow from.]

Squeeze eats the leaves first and only goes for stems when nothing else is left. Boeing'll eat anything.

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What am I doing writing about rabbits? I should be knitting! I've got a medal to earn!

choose your uniforms carefully, people.

ONLY for Jillian

Because she tagged me:
4 Jobs I've had in my life:

* counter clerk at the gift shop in a hospital
* xmas-day-only receptionist at an old age home so the regular girl could have xmas off
* typesetter
* accident-prone antique shop salesperson [sorry, ma]

4 Movies I can watch over and over:

* Baby Boom
* Fargo
* anything with Doris Day
* Totoro

4 TV Shows I love to watch:

* House
* Lost
* Twin Peaks
* Nigella
[unchanged from Jillian's list :-)]

4 Places I have lived:

* Hackensack, NJ
* Bristol, NB
* London, ON
* Toronto, ON
[and only 4!]


4 Places I have been on holiday:

* Paris
* Nassau, Bahamas
* Maine
* Vermont
[clearly i need to get out more]


4 of my favorite dishes:

* israeli couscous [farfel, really]
* grandma's noodles and cabbage
* homemade mac and cheese
* brisket with tomato sauce and bay leaves


4 Websites I visit daily:

* Bloglines
* google
* gofugyourself
* amazon


4 Places I would rather be right now:

* Anywhere warm and not dangerous
* Torino
* Paris
* eating dinner at Sarducci's in Montpelier

there ARE do-overs in the Knitting olympics!

Can you imagine Emmanuel Sandhu saying, "hang on -- I just tripped over my skate lace. Let me go back and fix that."

Well, he could if he were in OUR olympics. And man, am I glad there ARE do-overs. Cause that's all I've been doing for the last two days.

The ripping back of the last post? I ripped that back, too. There were two big honkin holes in my work, and even though this is lace, these holes weren't in the right places. I am insanely forgiving of mistakes, if they don't show [or don't show unless you look really, really hard] but these two were glaring and ugly.

So I pulled out my Ott-Lite [that's the true-color lamp I got for quiltilng], sat down and made it all better.

It's fixed now. The right number of stitches are between every marker and my yarn is strong enough to go on.

I love my yarn [Handmaiden Silken, but you knew that, no?].

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In non-athletic news, we had a nice dose of freezing rain this afternoon and I went skiing on a bad patch of sidewalk. I expect a really charming bruise to make an appearance tomorrow.

And you wonder why I don't *really* ski?

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P.S. Are you loving the new sports this year? Team cross-country skiing races [the cool one where Canada won a silver medal], Snowboarders rushing down a hill side by side [SO COOL] and the team long-track speed skating events. Love them all. I don't necessarily think the olympics need improving, but these plus Skeleton [in-sane!] are all totally goodness and make for great tv watching. And knitting.

first Olympic scare

Last night, Olympic knitting continued at a good pace [approximately 10 minutes per row] and a full repeat was completed.

As Amy began the next repeat, she found herself short two full stitches in one section, and realized her error. Missing yarn overs. 6 rows back.

Amy, reckless Olympic knitter, had been knitting lace without a lifeline.

She did what she had to. Untwisted the tips from her Denise circs and slid the shawl-in-progress AND all the stitch markers off the cord. What followed was a flurry of ripping, back row after row, until a safe row appeared. She picked up every stitch from the wrong side, leaving the markers for later. Some stitches were picked up as pre-ladders, to be properly re-woven when she got to them.

It was quite a spectacle. The rabbits were speechless.

About 20 minutes before the end of House [she'd worn out her Olympic viewing earlier that evening with the brilliant Silver-medal win and broken pole recovery in Cross-country skiing], she began to knit the picked-up row. And when she got to the bad repeat with the 2 missing stitches, she was able to find where they should go, picked them up and finished the row.

Amy and her coach [Dr. Steph] are confident that Amy can continue in the event without any further disruption. If she pays better attention to what she's doing, that is.

happy VD!

thanks, david.

oh dear.

oh, my.

Okay, people. Sit down. No fidgeting.
You're gonna want to see this.

Oh, and Steph? We had ABSOLUTELY NO FUN. But we did miss you.

Last night, Team Canada celebrated the opening ceremonies of the Torino games at the Duke of York. They were mighty fine to us at the Duke, and we did our best to leave a lasting impression. Now, a brief photographic record for your enjoyment.


Denny arrives in true Canadian fashion, wearing suitable headgear, an Einstein coat and her new Canada vest [from the controversial HBC collection]. Notice that knitting doesn't stop.



Kelly, the founder of Team Canada, shows off her limited-edition hockey jersey with pride.



This was the theme for the evening: knitting and beer.



Jen, co-organizer of Team Canada belts out raffle ticket numbers with such force that walls shook. People won amazing prizes!



This is a progress photo of my Tuscany shawl. Art direction by the lovely Barbara Gregory. I finished a whole repeat last night, thanks to what was clearly the most coveted accessory of the evening...my headlamp. I may have started a new fashion trend, wearing it around my neck. Someone has a picture, maybe?



I loves my Denny.


Good god, Wanietta knits fast.


And then this happened. Unless the two women involved want their faces revealed, I'll leave them hidden for now. Look at the stickers. Look at where these women placed them on their bodies. Can you come up with the two-word phrase of the evening?


Yup, the Duke won't soon forget us. They've actually invited us back. Can you believe it? Denny, none of us will tell anyone about you and the automatic paper towel dispenser in the bathroom. Promise.

Let the games begin!

It's 2pm. Do you know where your knitting is?

First Team Canada jersey sighting!

Cynthia's son grabbed hers and showed it off at the Team Canada blog.

BTW, Jen and I dropped the expedited parcel and xpress post packages off at the south processing plant (on Eastern Ave), so that must have helped get the buggers on their way quickly. I must say, I'm impressed. I hope the rest of you get your shirts soon!

Team FO is born!

Thanks to circumstances and a push from Jackie, I realized that there are a bunch of us who, for whatever reason, will be FINISHING something as our goal for the Knitting Olympics.

If you're one of us, please join Team FO.

And of course, feel free to take the button.

I spoke to the Harlot last week, and we talked about the reason for these Olympics that she's created. [Bless her.] We agreed that it's about challenging yourself to be a better knitter, whatever that means for YOU. I don't think she'd disallow anyone from claiming their gold medal just because THEIR challenge happened to be finishing one [or more] projects that don't seem to want to be finished.

So there. Put the guilt away. This is about knitting, dammit. There should be no guilt in knitting.

Let the games begin!

Okay, I'm calling it

My challenge:

I will complete the just-begun Tuscany shawl* that I'm designing for No Sheep, block it and write the pattern including the chart. This is the beauty that's being done in Handmaiden Silken.

And if I finish that before the 16 days are up, I'll start knitting Dulaan hats until I run out of silk.

*Yes, the shawl is on the needles already. So what? The challenge for me is to get it done in 16 days, make sure it looks good enough to publish and that the pattern is ready to go to the publisher. As each row gets longer than the last, you'll just have to trust me -- this IS a challenge. I haven't touched it since yesterday and I won't pick it up again till tomorrow night's cast on party.

Go Team Canada!

Or not.

See, I'm not getting gauge. Not even close. And without gauge, I don't have enough yarn for a sweater that'll fit me.

So my Suss project is on hold, and I'm STILL [yes, the night before cast on] searching for a project to knit.

Anxious? Me? No. [I lie.]

Oh. And our fridge, which is only 6 years old and a Maytag, for god's sake, just crapped out. The freezer is still working just fine. Hub gets to call the repair guy tomorrow. Whee!

Olympic project declaration! Good news after all!

Okay, this is way cool. At TNNA, I got to meet Suss Cousins and the very cool Jill who works with her. I have loved Suss' line for a while, from afar [to be honest, since it's not available up here yet] because Suss embraces cotton as a year-round fiber, and she has it in SO MANY FLAVORS. This is a good thing for no-sheep people.

I got to see some of their new yarns at the show, my favorite of which was Suss Twisted, two strands of thick/thin cotton twisted together -- each is a different but complementary color. You get a really nice tweedy effect when you knit it up.

Thanks to the kind people at Suss, my Olympic project will be knitting their fitted boatneck sweater, altering the neck to a V so it flatters the big girls I carry with me everywhere. Altering AND knitting the thing in 16 days terrifies me, so I think it qualifies. :-) Yarn should be enroute later today and if all goes well, I'll be casting on with the rest of you tomorrow afternoon!

Pictures of yarn and pattern to follow. [The yarn and pattern aren't on their website yet.] Stay tuned!
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ETA: Unbelievable. Though I had just written this off as a no-go, because the pattern isn't ready at Suss and they don't have much yarn in stock just yet, Ms Jillian, goddess of my world [and yours too, if you're smart] has enabled me into a Suss project after all. With a little clever math, she deduced that Suss DOES have enough yarn for me to knit a sweater. And she wrote me a pattern to go with.

SO my olympic challenge is back on, and is amended as follows...
- i will knit this v-necked slightly belled-sleeve sweater in 16 days
- i will add a few sweet design details in as i go, and keep careful records
- i will offer it in the Knitty spring issue*

*This requires me to suspend the "no previous showing of knit items on your blog" rule that Knitty strictly adheres to. In the olympic spirit, I think we can make this one exception. I won't be sharing any pattern details here, but I'll be showing progress pics, because there is NO fun in this olympic dealy if we can't see how everyone's doing.

Jumping up and down with the excitement! Whee!

ohmygodohmygodohmygod!

Thanks to Robbela for the link: Biggest Bunny Ever!

Now, there are big [20+lb] bunny breeds. Flemish Giants and such. But This bunny looks at least 30 lbs to me. Look at the size of its toes! I want to kiss its head!

[Don't tell Boeing. She's the big bunny in my life and might be crushed if I declared allegiance to another.]

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eta: for those who doubt, see this, one of my favorite bunny pictures EVER. I know Dana, and her Gryphon was very real. If he could be this big, no reason the other bunny couldn't.

The picture of Dana and Gryphon on the couch...just beyond words.

Freakish.

All week, I've thought it was a day ahead of what it actually is. So this morning, when I heard hub unloading the dishwasher [I usually do that], I thought maybe HE thought it was Thursday and was getting ready for our bi-monthly extravagance, the housekeeper.

He wasn't. He was just unloading the dishwasher.

Then the housekeeper walked up the drive. She thought it was Thursday.

I have no explanation for this.

[Poor housekeeper had to drive all the way back home, cause her Wednesday client is right near her house.]

Similarly freakish: I told hub ages ago [like last year?] that J Strizzy, who I met on the NY boat cruise, was going to be on Jeopardy. The last night she was on TV [last week] as hub was falling to sleep, he started singing the Jeopardy theme song. Out of the blue. I hadn't mentioned her to him in months. We don't watch Jeopardy [in fact, I missed Ms Strizzy's appearance altogether, because we're so not tuned into to Alex Trebek's daily doings]. I only knew she was on the show cause I read her blog. I can't explain that either.

Spooky things like this happen to us all the time.

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I am *still* waffling on what to knit for the Olympics. I have a brilliant idea, but it involves the participation of people in another country, and I'm not sure it'll happen.

If it does, you'll know when I do, because there will be joyous shouting in a bloggy manner. With pictures, even.

Behave yourselves.

My parents are gonna be visiting from now on. Keep it clean, people. And no calling anyone "stupid". That's a house rule.

Hi ma! Hi pa!

Remember that Jane Siberry sale I went to?

Here's the rest of the story. Cool.

Ah. So here we have it, then.

It's not finished, and you can't see everything, including the pile of unsorted stuff that I kept moving as I shot different parts of this tiny bedroom/now office. But it's SO improved, I wanted to show off a little bit.


My personal stash fills up the bottom half of the cabinet, minus one cubby. The bottom left is a box of single oddballs with which to make weird scarves at holiday time.

You want to know what's that top center cubby?

That's where the stuff I've written goes. :-) In there is Big Girl Knits, my copies of Knit Wit, Knitting Yarns and Spinning Tales [I've got an essay in there] and Darling Blythe, which features a hat I designed for the little big-eyed dollies. There's plenty of room for future books. The empty spools are just space holders.


To the left of the wall of cubbies, the music center. And grandma's needles.


This is a vintage table that I frankensteinized. The top was sound, but the wooden legs were quite skanky. So I pulled the legs off an Ikea table that was too big to fit in this room after the last time I rearranged things, and blammo. Very functional work table. Note swift and ballwinder. And one of my favorite vintage finds -- a neat hat rack that I use for hanging up my precious skeins of special stuff. Under the table, my spinning wheel and case. It's an Ashford Joy DT and it's practically virginal. One thing at a time.


And this teeny table is my desk. Really. That red blob is the big swatch for the Tuscany shawl. A Melissa Walters handspun/handknit bunny sits in the corner of my desk, watching over me as I work.

To the right of my desk is another vintage find -- an old letter sorter. Standard 1950s office supply stock. Below it, another treasure -- a perfectly aged stool painted in my favorite soft blue. I couldn't have made it look that good if I tried. Years of age, people. Okay, I did wax it, to protect the finish. On it, my pens and a brand new Moleskine waiting to be used for no sheep. To the right of that, my big bookcase with knitting mags, books and office stuff.

So there you have it. My wee office, made noticeably more manageable after two days' work and a lot of sore muscles. I won't think about the other corner that's still a disaster area. That's for next weekend.

I'm going to knit now.

I caved.

Only a few people have been in the room of chaos, aka the Knitty office. It's dangerous in there. Stuff on every surface, boxes of yarn for specific tasks, piled on top of other similarly filled boxes, knitting books overflowing everywhere, stuff waiting to be reviewed in a bin under the window. Plus my own personal stash and assorted crapola. I do believe in the principles of feng shui -- namely that if your surfaces are cluttered and you have no place to put anything, it makes you cranky. My office makes me very cranky.

Enter Magiker from the store of storage desperation: Ikea. There is something in the name which inspires hope -- maybe it will magically make me organized!

It is tall, and it has many cubbies, much like the ubiquitous cubbied shelves the Sheep uses [as do many other yarn shops]. The cubbies will hold yarn, books, knitting bags, everything. I am big on the categorization, and this makes me very happy. Up with cubbies!

As a result, the Blythe cabinet has been moved into my bedroom, where it will now serve as a bookshelf as well as home to the creepy 5. I expect some flak from hub, but there's really no other place for it.

The Magiker is still boxed in the hallway. Waiting for hub to be mentally prepared to but the bugger together. There will be pictures afterward. I want to celebrate the organization.

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Three hours later:

- shvitzy
- it's done
- it's really huge
- no, really -- it's bigger than you thought it was
- it's bigger than *i* thought it was, that's for sure
- ikea has seriously improved their construction systems AND instructions since the last time i put a fiberboard cabinet together. i'm impressed

not done yet, but almost. just have to put the shelves in. pics tomorrow. i have SO MUCH STORAGE SPACE!!

i'm hitting my head with a can of vegetable juice

This is brilliant. Pandora. It uses the Music Genome Project database that has descriptors for every musician or song you can think of [I tried Jane Siberry first, then Ben Taylor -- not megastars, but the database had them] and then pulls up songs with similar characteristics from different artists. So you can discover other breathy females you like, or guys who like acoustic with electronic undertones. Just plays like a radio station, and you can tag songs as favorites, so you can buy the CD later, or whatever.

Really clevah.

stuff roundup

- I have been unceremoniously [accidentally] booted off the Team Canada blog. Yay Blogger for making it so complicated to add someone to a group blog! [boo! hiss!] all feex. whew. i was feeling a little lost for a few minutes.

- I followed this link from the page of my new BFFs!!!!!!. And I scrolled down to the little girl who won the tug-of-war over the purple Coronet. And I just stared at that face. Frustratingly, cotton and cotton blends [my usual staples] don't make a Mongolian-winter-proof hat. Knitting with pure acrylic is cruel punishment for my hands. But I have a few skeins of silk that are in need of a project...and they WILL make quite a few damned-warm hats. So I'll be making up some Dulaan hats between now and the summer mailing deadline. My thanks to Ann and Ryan for opening my eyes.

- Have you seen what's going on with the Harlot's Knitting Olympics? It's huge! 2500+ of us have signed up to challenge ourselves for 16 days. This ain't your regular knitalong, people. This is a group of knitters reaching for self-improvement through yarn. How can you not love that?

Right now, my olympic challenge idea is to spin 550 yards of bulky thick-thin silk and knit my version of the long-coveted Hello Yarn bulky shawl. aside: If Adrian'd spin silk, I'd just buy the yarn from her, but that's not possible just yet. Adrian is mighty sweet, though. The last time I mentioned how much I loved her pattern, she sent me a copy. However, the spinning part could be beyond my reach. So I have a few backup ideas which I will keep to myself for the moment. I'll commit to something soon enough.

- In aid of avoiding Pullman withdrawal, I'm back listening to book 1 of the trilogy again. I really wanted to re-hear the part with Lyra in the retiring room and what was said. And other things now are making complete sense to me that I must have just mentally skipped over at the time. Anyway, I don't imagine i'll listen to all three books again. But for now, uncharacteristically, I'm re-savoring book 1. [Four Pullmans in print are on their way to me from Amazon. One is Lyra's Oxford, cause I just have to have the maps and stuff.]

- The bunnies say hi. They are, relievedly, most certainly re-bonded and are rarely annoying to each other. There is much mutual grooming and lying side by side. You would love it. There will be pictures as soon as I can catch them in daylight doing something cute at the same time.

And that is all. As this is a Friday, I would like to thank $deity for the weekend that is to come. Man, do I need it.

Another reason to love being Canadian

I found these guys thanks to DNTO, one of my weekly listens on CBC Radio.

Who are these guys? Gazeebow Unit. A totally real-not-kidding-in-the-least Newfoundland rap group. They're from Airport Heights, which clearly is the best, and they'll tell you why. Yiss. Seriously, these guys are doing it totally straight [so says DNTO, anyway], and with such thick Newfoundland accents that it will make you crave cod with a screech chaser.

They seem to be giving their music away all over the web, so I scoffed this one short treat for you. Ready for your brain to explode? Click this. And in case it's not clear, I love these guys. I wouldn't have them over for fish and chips with the spitting and all, but I love 'em just the same.

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A little grab for history: what follows is the Wikipedia page about Gazeebow Unit that's been deleted, but was still viewable thanks to the Google cache. Not sure if it was deleted cause it's incorrect or for other reasons. Really, I don't understand Wikipedia, but that's another blog entry. Anyway, here's the text so you can decide for yourself. Parody or not, I still wouldn't let them spit on my house. But they're all over my iPod.

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Gazeebow Unit are a parodical rap group from Airport Heights, a community within the city of St. John's, Newfoundland. Under the monikers of "Mike $hanx", "Alphabit", and "M to the C", the group gained province wide exposure in the summer of 2005 with their hilarious titles, including "Trikes and Bikes", "Mugsy", and "The Anthem". Part of the group's charm was their ability to keep fans guessing whether they were serious or not. As time passed however, most realized that it was indeed a joke; that is until "Compton and Juice" of Grand Falls, released a Gazeebow Unit "diss". The group quickly countered with their own song, allowing them to reach new heights of popularity. They have recently obtain cult status throughout Newfoundland for their hysterical portrayal of "urban" Newfoundland.

Despite not having any promotional tool, the group achieved widespread popularity through various file sharing services. Plans are in the works to make their live debut in St. John's in the near future.

Samples of their music are available online from their own website as well as other Newfoundland comedy sites and blogs.

it's a REAL big BOOK

see here. look! it's heavy, she says. and it has a paper cover and it opens up and stuff and there are pages with pictures and words and little drawings and everything.

:-)

okay, you can't see that part. in bookstores april 18. sorry...we wish it were sooner, too.