supafine

You have to be smarter than the smartphone

So last month a friendly chick named Kate contacted me from Womworld/Nokia, offering me one of their smart phones (the e71x) to try out for a few weeks. I don’t usually respond to unsolicited pitches, but my inner gadget geekĀ  was excited to mess around with someone else’s phone and see what this 3G talk […]

How Splityarn was re-branded

Photo by Splityarn.
Splityarn is one of the flickr users whose account I stalked last winter when I was getting all knitty again. Then my knitting obsession faded (as all my obsessions do: they wax and wane and wax again) and I did a massive contact purge and I fell out of that loop. (Knitting pun? […]

I like things, I get jokes

I started a(nother) Tumblelog. I had one before, in which I only followed the funny kooks from favrd, but I never had anything to contribute, so I killed it.
Then I started another one. I don’t know why. Stop asking me questions. Let’s go look at pretty pictures.

(Do you tumble? Tell me your handle and I’ll […]

Scratching my head over Google Voice

What up, nerdbirds. I got an invite for Google Voice yesterday and I’m trying to figure out the point of it.

From what I can tell, you get to choose a new number, then have your home and/or cell phone forwarded to that number. It takes voicemail and transcribes it for you and you can send […]

You’re doing it wrong

Twitter demystified and debunked .

It looks different, again!

Another new theme in play, for those of you clicking through. I have some little changes to make but Owen is hopping around on one foot waiting for his turn to play lego.com.

New theme

If the blog still looks the same as always, refresh the page (hard refresh: shift-cmd-r) and you’ll see something new.

Hemming, hawing

In the midst of trying out a new theme. I might be changing things back and forth today; also, I need to roast a chicken.

Bork alert!

I’ll be messing around with Supafine today. If things are wonky, well, you’ve been warned. If things are totally rad, this post will self-destruct.

All new adventures of the Domesticity Helmet

I was chatting with my friend Amy today and she mentioned in passing that she doesn’t have any bean bags for her son, Jack, to play indoor hopscotch with. Well. That kind of deprivation just won’t stand, I said. Allow me to don my safety helmet and get cracking. So the boys and I put […]

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