Branching out, craftily-speaking. Less personally entertaining, but more spiritually satisfying—all my knitting projects are going to kids in the county group foster home. I figured this would be more useful than crude cross-stitches. It’s also a fun way for me to feel smug—but just Prius smug, not fart-smelling/acid-doing smug.
Probably 90-95% of what I do in life is solely for my own amusement. This is one of those things. This is Latin, and its literal translation (according to Google Translate) is “I need the grace of.” But this was the closest I could get to “I need a favor,” which is, of course, the suggested Bluth family motto.







