The good times are not over, baby.

You wonder what I do when I am not knitting and it is this: rocking out, yo!





That's right. This ol' hot mama out on the town...

And then...

This girl said to me, "oh, I wish I was in the time of the Smashing Pumpkins. They were before my time." And I thought we were the same age, so I said, "what! The Smashing Pumpkins were so my time." And then she asked me how old I was and our conversation was over.



The Smashing Pumpkins were rad, but I don't want them to be the indication that my good times are over. Why not REM? They were around so much longer!!!



Anyway, free patterns rock. Guess what! I've had 165 downloads of my baby bear hat. That is so awesome!!

I think this is a going to be a good week.

xxoo,
Gilda

p.s. You know how sometimes you're so appreciative that you can hear ... and feel... the rhythm of music, so you dance all night long (especially after you've had a couple of vodka tonics) and then at the end of the night you say, 'wow, that guy was an amazing guitarist?' Well, that guy in the black is that guitarist. A little dark, a lot unique, but a really cool guy and an amazing musician. Here's a small clip of his band: