Knitting Frog & Toad: Part One the naked frog

Knitting Frog & Toad: Part Two fiddly chaos

Knitting Frog & Toad: Part Three pantsed!

Knitting Frog & Toad: Straight Jacket

I’ve been told I have a brown aura– so does Toad

Toad’s head definitely went fast. (Notice the contrasting color on the provisional cast on. I also repeated my new cast on mantra “do not split the yarn” in the first few rows).

His little face knit up quick and nice. It’s amazing how much easier things are when you know what they are supposed to look like!

I chose not to take the advice I gleaned from another knitter on the internet about doing the eyeballs before finishing the rest of the body (so you can get your fingers easily behind the face for stitching, etc.) I may live to regret that decision.

Meanwhile, Tokyo Boy and I watched this completely ridiculous and female-actress sexualizing short series called “Massage Detective Joe” about a massage therapist who can discern a killer through what muscles they have recently used. Not as good as Daughter of Lupin, sadly. (don’t get me started on the over-sexualization of any actress the detective massaged. Sheesh.)

I was mostly in it to watch the over-the-top antics of Yukiyoshi Ozawa (son of famed international conductor Seiji Ozawa) who you may know from the thriller The Forest.

So after that show was over, we watched Kung Fu Hustle directed/starring Stephen Chow. (who, IMHO is who Quentin Tarantino wishes he could be, and overcompensates by making movies bloodsoaked and killing women, Chow’s super-stylized and hilarious movies often feature really, strong women who don’t necessarily die or get raped)

I’m not sure how I missed seeing this seminal, classic movie before? It’s awesome. SUPER-awesome, like the pinnacle of its genre as far as I am concerned. It’s a tightly woven story of a poor neighborhood attacked by a powerful gang where no one is as they seem. But all the hints are there, right from the opening butterfly shot. This is wacky kung fu, so I wouldn’t necessarily promote this to my parents, for example.

So that’s what got me through making Toad’s body, legs, and right arm. He goes fast as he doesn’t require “shoulders” like Frog did (making him shorter) and his little legs are fatter. I found his arms to be much, much harder to pick up stitches on, however (for some reason they feel more narrow than Frog’s?) so I broke down and used a tapestry needle to pull a loop of yarn through each armhole stitch to start the first row and then things went along hoppingly well.

Mr. Toad waves hello

I think the real test for me with Toad is going to be his little bodysuit, so I’m going to try and finish the other arm quickly. Meanwhile, I’m also researching Issei Japanese immigration to the West Coast in Monterey in preparation for my next novel project. (Based on a short story titled “And the Bones Would Keep Speaking” a short story about a Nisei ghost and an American girl in Hood River Valley published in the anthology Japanese Dreams)

Since I did my Master’s degree at the Monterey Institute of International Studies (now Middlebury Institute of International Studies), and lived with Tokyo Boy right before we got married in the cheapest apartment complex in Pacific Grove, its really fun to read about places such as Sunshine Market, etc. where we actually frequented.

Wish me luck on Mr. Toad’s bodysuit!

Knitting Frog & Toad: Everything but the bathing suit