Up, down & out of town

Here's a little bit of knitting. It's Stacy Charles Tweedy Cotton Classic, knitted up to be a sweater for a small child. Why no needles? It's knit in one piece, bottom up, and I realized when I got to the armholes that I had 20 too few sts. 20? How could I be off by that many? Because it's one of those patterns with 6 or more sizes, and apparently I have some touch of dyslexia, because I misread 113 for 133. So now the question is, undo it, or just finish it off, for some other, smaller child?

Today, two co-workers and I spent a bit of time in a dank pit under a parking lot. As archaeologists, we do things like that. Though things are usually a bit more open-air. A couple of days ago, at a local food/beer/music spot, the Cyber Cafe, they were doing some work on the parking lot, specifically on a slumping concrete pad. The pad was smashed, and there was a hidden room, with old wooden kegs, a trap door, a pulley system. The building above (no longer standing) was built soon after 1918. So it seems like a little bootleggers den. We mapped in what's there for posterity, before the property owner has to seal it securely to keep out idiots.

And tomorrow, we're heading out of town, to Providence & Boston. Just for fun.