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Let me feel about it, no thank you. Not my cup of tea. I prefer masculine pursuits such as folding origami cranes and playing Scrabble.
Some of you might remember the name of Roosevelt (Rosie) Grier, A generation ago, he played pro football, and his physique is somewhat like a refrigerator with a head. Big, tough guy.
Rosey Grier relaxed by doing needlepoint. I believe he may have done some knitting and crochet work as well.
I think that might be at least as masculine as playing Scrabble.
 
@Jae just wondering - do you not get warning of your seizures. Might be hard to pick up on those signs when asleep, but how much notice do you usually get if any while awake?
 
How did your doctor know @Jae. No more dangerous than the paper cuts you must

get from handing out tracks.
:ROFLMAO: It has been quite some while now since I last gave out tracts crazyheart. I feel the last time would have been a couple of summers ago. As for my doctor, I feel she was just concerned about what might happen if I was holding sharp, pointy knives while having a seizure. Makes sense to me, and I trust her.
 
There's a website for knitters and crocheters called Ravelry. There are many men in there. It is my understanding that knitting and crochet is cool for men now.

Men who knit and crochet claim that knitting and crocheting are cool for men now. Should this surprise us?
 
@Jae just wondering - do you not get warning of your seizures. Might be hard to pick up on those signs when asleep, but how much notice do you usually get if any while awake?

Most people with epilepsy have something they call an aura ChemGal. Some people before having a seizure will actually hear music, or smell a particular smell. My aura is just a sense, an inner sensation that a seizure is about to occur. It's a warning sign that I should sit/lie down and prepare myself for what's about to occur.
 
Jacques Plante - a goalie for the Montreal Canadiens when they were at their best - used to knit his own underwear between periods, while dressed in his hockey gear.
And at a time when it was the 'in thing' to have doilies on furniture, my neighbour (a six foot man) crocheted delicate lace doilies to lay on the TV, the end tables, the backs of chesterfields.
Seelerman, watching me and our daughter knit, asked us to teach him. Once he got the hang of it, he knit himself a patterned three colour toque. Then, having shown he could do it, he never knit again.
 
My dad taught sis and I to knit.

Mom really banging around with the walker at 1:30 this morning and jarred me awake...it is now 4:23 in the morning and I still have not been able to go back to sleep and I have to start my day in less than 2 hours as paper deliveries. OY!
 
My spouse, a retired nurse, in her life wheeling, noted a Neurosurgeon who knitted to improve digital co ordination ... and also perhaps to improve probes of the mental aria ... brae in pokes? Lasting humus as denied thoughts 've ... off things ... out there ...

Some just cannot expand on it as lacking myth I Cal understanding ... or where it come from ... Cal Tech, or just opposing t' AC ...
 
There's a website for knitters and crocheters called Ravelry. There are many men in there. It is my understanding that knitting and crochet is cool for men now.

UN ravelers or revelus ... just the rabble of things for hanging up ... some may get rabid about stuff left lying about ... like the human dash ... a race within itself? Cause of it's own collapse ... thus falling onan-ism because nowhere is it adequately grasped and used where the virtue of need exists ... thus UN owned responsibility ... irrationally speaking ... but due to plagiarism loss/laws that's gone by!

Thus we don't know in diminishing increase ... to approach the last spot ... but never does one get IT ... tis untouchable abstract ...

An odd observation by those denied .. and thus a vision from outside sects ... the alien gay host ... angels that wouldn't be caught that way ... thus a Die in race ... the no-sic Ness pool ... perfect without a sic passion ... to be exacting!
 
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Didn't look at the thermometer yet, but just went out to turn my car around and it is VERY cold, damp and foggy.
 
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