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It's been a while since I updated, I think. The weekend seems to have gone by pretty fast.

The Signatures craft show on Sat. was pretty ehh, but I've never been overly fond of crafts. Fortunately, it was free. I was hoping there would be yarn there, but no such luck. All the yarn was already knitted, and much of it was ugly.

My mother taught me to knit in the round on double-pointed needles on Saturday night during the hockey game (indeed, what is hockey without knitting?) and experimental legwarmer #1 is about 1" away from completion. My mother allowed me to raid her stash in the closet, and she has SO MUCH YARN in there. She let me have a giant ball of natural brown Merino she brought back from New Zealand like 7 years ago. 14" of legwarmer hasn't even made a dent in it.

For some reason, my computer has recently started making all its alert sounds a semitone lower than normal. It vexes me greatly. What could possibly have caused it? Fortunately this phenomenon does not seem to affect my music player, as that would truly drive me insane.

Another thing that's been vexing me lately is a Wendy's commercial. There is a guy who appears briefly wearing a shirt with Braille dots. Cool, except that the word doesn't make sense.
Braille in da hizzouse. )
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I just got an email from the Tactile coordinator telling us that our booth got rave reviews from visitors and staff at Doors Open. She said we were "even bigger than the guide dogs". Gee, thanks! I was so busy I didn't even get a chance to check out the other exhibits. I saw a guy teaching people to navigate using a cane, but I didn't get a chance to try it myself. It was crowded and fun, though my back got sore from standing all day (and my face got sore from smiling). We did get free sandwiches and bottles of water.

The 19-year-old daughter of one of Marshie's co-workers was supposed to be dropping by to talk to me, because she's interested in volunteering. Ok, whatever. He later told me that she came to the event, asked a few people where I was and they'd never heard of me, so she left. Duh. Something tells me she might not have the dedication required for volunteering.

Speaking of which, I've been thinking about becoming a certified braillist. I've heard it's a hard course, but now I have the facts from the CNIB website:

-8 months of training
-15 hours of homework per week
-5 year commitment to the program

It starts in September, so I've got a few months to ponder.
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So after googling around and making rough (and I mean rough) translations via translator.dictionary.com, I have come to the conclusion that the braille on the beer can means, simply, "alcoholic". Though the translator assures me that those three characters mean "reed", when I do a google image search with those characters I get nothing but pictures of bottles of alcohol.

As one translation so amusingly put it:
The eye inconvenient, making a mistake the juices and in the alcoholic drinks with this, there are no times when you drink the sea urchin being to have considered, it does.

Assuming the "eye inconvenient" = the blind, all they're saying is that it's to help the blind tell juice and pop from beer when rummaging through the fridge. It's a great idea, really. But what's up with the sea urchin part, I have no idea.
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Ok, so yesterday at a new Japanese restaurant Marshie was sipping his Asahi and I noticed that there was braille on the can. Naturally, I was intrigued. It looked like this:


This translates as "Iwhed" which obviously makes no sense.
you know, this is pretty long )

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