I was mostly quilting this weekend, rather than knitting, so I had the DVD on.

Another of the changes in my life in the fall is that Bible study starts up again. This means that I have to give up watching Sex and the City. A time conflict, as Cleverboots pointed out, rather than one of values.

It was Cleverboots who first told me about Sex and the City. The Empress and I were talking about our choir — the sopranos in particular — and she came up and said “And what about sex in the city?” Well, actually, she said, “And what about Sex and the City?” because she thought we were talking about a TV show called The Sopranos. The Empress and I had never heard of either (have I mentioned that we aren’t hip?), so we gazed at her blankly. I was running through that whole mental attempt to impart meaning into incomprehensible utterances. First of course was the city issue. The nearest real city is Kansas City, or conceivably Oklahoma City, but both are quite a distance. So I was wondering whether maybe she might be thinking of Tulsa.

Then there was the sex part. I came up completely blank on that. I don’t know what kind of choir they have at Cleverboots’s synagogue, but sex really doesn’t arise at all in our choir. Ever. Or if it does, I’m out of the loop entirely. And I was quite certain that she was not inviting me and The Empress to Dallas for a tryst.

All this took just a few seconds, of course, and then we got it cleared up. So when I told Cleverboots this week that I would have to give up Sex and the City, she insisted that I needed to watch it on DVD, so we could continue to discuss it as it evolves. I will put it on my Netflix list.

In the meantime, I have a Netflix of Coupling, a British series that reminds me of Sex and the City. It was actually modeled on Friends. However, it has little in common with that program. Sex and the City is a show about four women who are very intelligent and thoughtful about everything except their romantic relationships (well, okay, they are also weird about shoes and walk home through New York City alone. However, they are actually surrounded by cameramen, so I think they are safe).  Friends is about a group of  dolts. There is one character who is the official Stupid One, but actually they are all twits, including a fellow who we are supposed to believe is a working paleontologist. Coupling is about a group of bright, if quirky, people. So right there it is more like Sex and the City. It is also well written and well acted, again making it fit into Sex and the City‘s side of the Venn diagram. But Coupling , like Friends, has the male and female points of view. On Sex and the City, we can easily tell when the men are feeling that the women are shrewish, unreasonable, slutty, or irritating — and they are — but their actual thoughts are a complete mystery. Coupling is very funny, which may put it with either of the other programs, depending on what you find funny.

Has this anything to do with knitting? Well, there is a very funny scene in the second episode of Coupling about socks. Meanwhile, DNA has progressed beyond the cable section, to the ribbed section. This section, the designer says, is usual in seaman’s scarves. It makes the scarf more comfortable to wear, with the stretchy ribbed bit behind the neck and the flaring cable bits in the front. When I switched to the ribbing, I did not immediately realize that I needed to continue making the selvedge stitches, and I had to take out a row and start over. I mention this in case any Gentle Reader should decide to make this scarf. I know from the DNA Along that many of us have been confused by these selvedge stitches, but I may be the only one who got confused about them twice.. It is probably my comeuppance for being snide about the mental capacity of the characters of Friends.