The unpredictable physics of spin

I owe the blogsphere a BIG apology.  The weather this past week has been my fault.  Did I feel dreadful about Claudia riding in this heat?  Of course I did.  But I'm not going to change a single thing I've been doing.

It HAS to have been the spinning.   Three facts contribute to my hypothesis. 

1.  Spinning generates heat and friction.  There you have it.  That would be reason enough, except for

2.  The spinning forces counter the earth's axis and spin, shifting the physics in unpredictable ways.  I would love to tell you I was trying to bring a skier's snow back, but I don't yet have control over the process enough to make it predictable.

3.  The uberspinners were at my house yesterday.  Four people, five wheels.  The level of karmic contentment I felt should have been illegal. 

From left, then behind, to right:  Julia's Jensen,  Etherknitter's Louet S10, Juno's Majacraft Suzie, Rosemary's Schacht Matchless ST, Rosemary's Ashford Joy.

Did anyone notice that yesterday was HOTTER in the Northeast than Saturday?  This was despite predictions of moderating temperatures. 

I rest my case. 

I had tipped over the edge on Friday, when I was finishing up an orthopedic case.  The surgeons were about to put a dressing on the patient's wrist.  They use cotton fluffs.   (If you are a spinner, you know where this is going.)  Without any self-awareness whatsoever, I looked at this huge cotton batt, and thought, "I could spin that."  I asked for a piece to see how it drafted, what the fiber length was.  That's when I knew it was TOO LATE.

And I'm not even sorry. 

On Wednesday, Rosemary and I will orchestrate a harmonic convergence, and I will continue on my path to true conversion and light.  I will order a wheel.

Damn.   One of the funniest things about this whole process?  Cassie thinks she has had nothing to do with my decision to buy a wheel.   "ROFL" would be an understatement right about now.   It'll be a toss-up as to which one of us is laughing harder.

Comments

[Cassie]

Hon, you tipped over the edge at Cummington. We just forgot to tell you.

[Deb]

Just . . . laughing!

[Norma]

Your little weatherpixie looks especially fetching this morning. (although why does it say it's only 68 F there? It's already 78 here, and deadly humid.) It must be the physics of spinning. Those wheels look fabulous all sitting there together!

[Kristen]

I'm...speechless. And happy for you. And so glad to be here to see the transformation. (but mostly speechless. and happy.) This bodes well for me - I was able to resist the call of trying a spinning wheel yesterday and now that you've already gone ahead, I can observe from a distance and wait (let's make it mysterious and say I'll wait under cover of darkness, shall we?) until the right moment strikes me. I like this plan. (all of the people you mentioned are dangerous, but Rosemary has the simple and understated way of convincing me. Must. Stay. Away. From. Rosemary.)

[Lorette]

Spinning surgical dressings, eh? I can't wait to see you knit with suture material. Apparently you were the only person in the blogosphere who didn't know you would buy a wheel.
Hope that first week back wasn't too terrible!

[Margene]

Not sure whether to give condolences or congratulations. You have been taken in lock, stock and barrel by the forces of Cassie. It's all good;-)

[julia fc]

LOL

[claudia]

So, which one are you getting? That, of course, was the operative question all along.

[Rosemary]

Thanks again for hosting! Looking forward to introducing you to Lucy on Wednesday.

[Laura J]

Cassie is probably one of the Secret Masters of the Universe. I hope I'm still on her good side. I know she hates this weather too; we must find out who her SuperVillain nemesis is and Get Him (or Her). Somewhere there's a mad scientist with a big shiny sphere or one of those electric Jacob's Ladder things who is increasing the humidity.

[Sharon]

We'll see if your hypothesis works next winter when I ask for a really long January thaw.