…the wonderful wizard of yarn.  We’re headed out in just a moment go to a concert in Pittsburgh.  On the way (it really is more or less on the way, not that 45 minutes in the wrong direction sort of ‘on the way’ I’ve been known to employ before) we’ll swing by the Pittsburgh Knit and Crochet Festival.  I’m not taking any classes, but I have a feeling I might find a tiny bit of yarn I can’t live without.  Then tomorrow it’s used bookstores (Pittsburgh has some good ones) and a pilgrimage to Ikea for more bookcases and to make the annual obeisance to the gods of the north.  I’ve packed my knitting (all WIPs as per my personal Olympic challenge).  Should be an enjoyable weekend.