Never let a wool sock get in the way of
a nice new hat
I have a new wool hat.
It’s pure wool. From sheep!
Hand knit by Laura.
When I was a guide, we’d drive past a yarn shop.There I’d say: I need to keep my wife outta this place. She loves to start knitting socks. Our whole house is filled with half knit socks. She wonders why I have cold feet about so many things. Cold feet? She gets cold feet trying to finish knitting socks. And then so do I? Either way, there are so many half knit socks in my house, I realized, I don’t live in a house. It’s a fucking half knit sock. I nearly had a big pointy swinging metal beam nearly take my head off the other day… I reached into a half knit sock and pulled out another - half knit sock. It started getting a little crazy. I caught a fish and inside the fish? You guessed it, another half knit sock.Some wonder if we live in a simulation or not. I’m beginning to think that the university is little more than a half knit sock and the Big Bang? That was a yarn sale with specialty, fancy yarns… but that’s for another day.
In reality?
Laura doesn’t knit socks and she tends to finish her knitting projects.
But that’s a boring story.
Never let the truth get in the way of a good story.
Whether it’s spinning a yarn, or getting bound up in knots, jokes need to be believable, not true.