How not to buy yarn

I survived the great Knit From Your Stash 2007! and from this I have learned one thing: if I go into a yarn shop I will buy yarn. If I don't go into a yarn shop, I won't buy yarn. I will drool over it online, but won't buy any and that is a good thing considering the amount of yarn that is in my newly created Craft Room. But all the yarn shop ladies within a 100 mile radius are probably wondering what happened to me.

I did wander into a yarn shop last night, but I didn't buy any yarn. How did I manage such a feat after nine long months of fasting? Because I was there to make my own! Or at least I was trying. Here is the wheel I'm renting.

It's a Louet s10 single treadle. It's the instructor's wheel and she lets students use it when she teaches fiber arts in college, so she says it's seen a lot of abuse. It's 20 years old, but it looks new to me. See that off-white blob at the bottom?

That's my 'yarn', and I do use the term loosely. Take a closer look...

Check out that twist. Whoo-boy! She swears that once it's plied it will make for some mighty fine novelty yarn. 'Novelty' as in "by virtue of being new and surprising", because of how surprisingly crappy it looks.

Oh, and here is WHO I'm spinning...
It would be nice if Blind Bob would learn to stay out of the brambles & such. There is a lot of vegetable matter in his fleece. But I'll cut him some slack, since he is blind and all. Maybe he just trips and falls down a lot. Poor thing.