Ever see those flyers- those photocopied sheets of paper tacked to bulletin boards advertising guitar lessons, language classes or available babysitters? With land-line phone numbers cut into flapping strips lining the bottom? Ever see those and think: "Who the hell would actually take one of those?" Well, I'm who.
That's exactly how I got my countermarch Varparpuu loom. Yes, it was an impulse buy. Yes, it was a pain to get into Jake's 3rd-floor studio. Yes, it's bigger than any of the rooms in my apartment. But it's a true heirloom. And it will serve me, and my future fiber-obsessed children, well... as soon as I figure out how to use it.