Thursday
Mar122009
Ravi's Argyles
Thursday, March 12, 2009 at 6:23PM
So, Wool Candy went down a couple of weeks ago. I might have mentioned it in passing, but it was really just too painful to think about so I haven't mentioned it since. I think I'm ready to talk about it now.
It was all Dreamhost's fault. No, it really was. I've taken down the blog with my own stupidity before (or, I might call it spunk or chutzpah, since it was with the thought that I'm smart enough to figure out how to update my own Wordpress, dang it. I wasn't.), but this time? No, it was all Dreamhost. Apparently, they're as dumb as I am when it comes to moving domains to new servers. Only, I only have to worry about taking down my own blog -- not hundreds or thousands of other blogs, too.
Dreamhost sent Tobin an email saying they'd moved all of our domains from one server to a nice, shiny new server, and that we should check to make sure everything was okay. Just a formality, you understand. Everything should be fine, all routine, blah blah blah. HO no. Tobin goes to coziahr.com, I go to woolcandy.com, and we see nothing. Just blank index pages.
In the immortal words of Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force, "Oh good".
24 hours and several panicked emails later (Dreamhost notoriously has no support phone number. I suppose they just don't want to hear it from hundreds and thousands of disgruntled customers. They know how much they suck, but they're CHEAP), and woolcandy, coziahr.com, icannhascheezburger.com and all of our other domains are still down with no explanation.
So, in steps our friend Ravi. Ravi does some webhosting for some of his friends. He offered to host woolcandy.
I said, "You are my hero. I owe you some handknit socks."
And he said, "No problem. Happy to help. And I like socks."
So, he and Tobin spent the better part of the day getting the candy back up and running, and after ironing out a few hiccups, she's all better! AND Ravi totally has a support phone number. And support AIM. And he can smoke some really damn tasty ribs. Really, the man knows his meat. Hush. Get your mind out of the gutter.
So, I'm knitting Ravi some Ravi-gyles. He's so an argyle guy. I dyed up some Green Apple, Blood Orange, and Brulee Marzipan Merino, and got to work on these seamless Argyle socks. (Ravelry)
I love argyles. Love. Them. I think they're so fun, and have endless potential for color combinations and playful additions (like the Arrrgyles chart for the hipster pirate in your life), good for boys and girls, men and women and everyone in between. The thing is? I hate intarsia. With ever last knitting fiber of my being. I hate the little bobbins and fiddliness and the many tangling strands. Hate.
So I just about swooned when I stumbled upon this short-row formula for seamless argyles. You knit each diamond, one at a time, in order, starting from the top and working your way down the foot. It's almost like entrelac, as you build the tube from square to square. It's genius! And no intarsia!
There are still quite a few ends left to weave in.
It was all Dreamhost's fault. No, it really was. I've taken down the blog with my own stupidity before (or, I might call it spunk or chutzpah, since it was with the thought that I'm smart enough to figure out how to update my own Wordpress, dang it. I wasn't.), but this time? No, it was all Dreamhost. Apparently, they're as dumb as I am when it comes to moving domains to new servers. Only, I only have to worry about taking down my own blog -- not hundreds or thousands of other blogs, too.
Dreamhost sent Tobin an email saying they'd moved all of our domains from one server to a nice, shiny new server, and that we should check to make sure everything was okay. Just a formality, you understand. Everything should be fine, all routine, blah blah blah. HO no. Tobin goes to coziahr.com, I go to woolcandy.com, and we see nothing. Just blank index pages.
In the immortal words of Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force, "Oh good".
24 hours and several panicked emails later (Dreamhost notoriously has no support phone number. I suppose they just don't want to hear it from hundreds and thousands of disgruntled customers. They know how much they suck, but they're CHEAP), and woolcandy, coziahr.com, icannhascheezburger.com and all of our other domains are still down with no explanation.
So, in steps our friend Ravi. Ravi does some webhosting for some of his friends. He offered to host woolcandy.
I said, "You are my hero. I owe you some handknit socks."
And he said, "No problem. Happy to help. And I like socks."
So, he and Tobin spent the better part of the day getting the candy back up and running, and after ironing out a few hiccups, she's all better! AND Ravi totally has a support phone number. And support AIM. And he can smoke some really damn tasty ribs. Really, the man knows his meat. Hush. Get your mind out of the gutter.
So, I'm knitting Ravi some Ravi-gyles. He's so an argyle guy. I dyed up some Green Apple, Blood Orange, and Brulee Marzipan Merino, and got to work on these seamless Argyle socks. (Ravelry)
I love argyles. Love. Them. I think they're so fun, and have endless potential for color combinations and playful additions (like the Arrrgyles chart for the hipster pirate in your life), good for boys and girls, men and women and everyone in between. The thing is? I hate intarsia. With ever last knitting fiber of my being. I hate the little bobbins and fiddliness and the many tangling strands. Hate.
So I just about swooned when I stumbled upon this short-row formula for seamless argyles. You knit each diamond, one at a time, in order, starting from the top and working your way down the foot. It's almost like entrelac, as you build the tube from square to square. It's genius! And no intarsia!
There are still quite a few ends left to weave in.
But it helps that I only have to work with one color at a time, instead of keeping track of a chart and twisting two colors together across the row at the right time. These are turning out great, and I'm already planning my next pair, for Tobin, since I stalled on his Arrrgyles almost as soon as I started them on our honeymoon last June. Oops. Stupid bobbins.








