Damned Knitted Thing

I have been informed that someone with entirely too much time on their hands has scanned the entire Codex Seraphinianus. Have a look, otherwise you'll have to do what I did and order your copy form the publisher in Italy and pay $250, or whatever the going rate is these days.

This will give you something to do while I wrestle with the deadline for this Damned Knitted Thing, which is not the Damned Thing of Charles Fort (mysteries unexplained by science and whatnot) but The Damned Thing of Ambrose Bierce, which no one can see but it'll hunt you down and chew chunks off you.

Oh yeah, you can't wait to knit that one, huh? "Mommy, it keeps biting me!" "Hush and keep knitting."

The cat is also a Damned Thing right at the moment, since he thinks he's invisible and I can type through him.