You’re eating Chinese food and start thinking about what you could knit with the chopsticks.
I am holed up in a motel for the weekend. I wandered down the block to a local tavern to enjoy a few adult beverages. Naturally I took my knitting pack with me.
It really was kind of funny how the conversation in the whole bar wound up being about knitting and crochet. It stayed that way for an hour and eventually, as people came and went, died down but it kept coming up over and over the whole time I was there.
One younger guy who came in later said “I don’t mean any offense, but this is the first time I’ve ever seen a big guy sitting in a bar knitting a sweater”. I just laughed at him and asked him how many little guys he’d seen knitting in a bar.
I had a good time there and I think I kind of changed a couple of people’s thinking about knitting and knitters. Well, at least as far as making them realize that knitters might not be who or what they may have thought before.
Walking back to the motel I picked up some Chinese food. I swear I could knit a pretty nice hat with these chopsticks.