Empty Tea Bags

I was able to procure empty teabags today at a very swanky kitchen store. I went with my father to pick up an Areopress for my mother, after I saw the recommendation on Boing Boing TV. Now I know what you're thinking, "Why tycho, in the world would you want empty teabags, and the answer is that I want to be able to make loose leaf tea, but I find most of the methods around to accomplish this are somewhat flawed. I've never had a tea ball not explode mid use, and I prefer to not be platform dependent (that is, I don't want to have to brew tea in a particular pot, because it's the only one that will make the tea.) Anyway. Now all I need to do is buy some tea of this variety.

I have not woven in the ends or blocked the sweater yet, though I am for the first time all day in the same room with both the sewing up needles and the sweater so it might happen now. What I thought was going to be a short in and out sort of day, somehow turned into errands and doodling about. I hate days where, at the ned you wonder, "what the hell did I do today."

In that vein, the Morris team is set to do it's usual Halloween hurrah. It should be fun, but it can be a tedious sort of engagement. I have not ironed my white shirt, and I don't intend to. It'll be dark, and if you can see the wrinkles in my shirt, you're missing the point.

Onword and upword!

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