Friday, December 5, 2008

I Would Rate This Evening As Sew-Sew

No way sewing is kicking my ass, brah.

Turns out my problem was that I had gotten hold of some sissy sewing gear. I swung by Hancock Fabrics at lunch and righted that wrong.

Then I pumped some worthy light into the kitchen along with some other guy security blanket stuff (utility knife, small piece of 2x4) to ease the sewing intimidation factor. That soft-landed me onto Easy Street.

Sewing 'buttonholes' into foam-backed stretchy fabric must be something you get to in Level 4 sewing class. I could care less that it looks like I chewed through the fabric. I cordially invite anyone with critical comments about my sewing skills to pound sand.

I hate sewing more than ever and now that this project is complete, I am looking forward to a raucous solo celebration over the next 20 minutes or so.

Have a good night and thanks for letting me call you brah.


Hank said...

That's some bitchin' stitchin', brah.

Jacque Hendrix said...

I'll give you a million dollars for those. They look awesome.

Hey! Where's the beer? Forget it! I don wanna by any sissy thing sewn by a guy that can't even drink beer while making them.

Joking aside, nice job.