But I have no words.
Purl me up, Scotty!
Uh…aren’t the “red shirt guys” the ones who usually wind up getting whacked by an alien or something?
I hope so, Ricki. ;)
To heck with the sweater, I want to know where he got that haircut!
They originally were going to go with knit uniforms on the show, but the velour hid Shatner’s girdle more effectively.
You know, I love Star Trek and all but that is so wrong in so many ways.
I want 10 of them.
Well, I know they were supposed to “boldly go where no man has gone before” but this is really stretching it.
Wasn’t this a Seinfeld episode?
Ensign Costanza designs new uniforms for the crew, which leads to amusing levels of disaster on an away mission…
Cotton… it breathes!
This has nothing to do with unspeakable acts of knitting, but I’m excited and wanted to share–I’ve reserved my tickets for Arcadia! I’m going Friday night, a week from today. I can hardly believe my luck–I’d resigned myself to never seeing it again.
Lungs…breathing…air again…
To knit…without remorse…
Harriet!! That’s so cool!
Clap extra hard for my friend Kate, won’t you?
ha! I’m psyched for you!
Holy crap…it’s a good thing my office is far away from the rest if my co-workers. I was HOWLING at this. The 70s was a sick, sad decade.
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Purl me up, Scotty!
Uh…aren’t the “red shirt guys” the ones who usually wind up getting whacked by an alien or something?
I hope so, Ricki. ;)
To heck with the sweater, I want to know where he got that haircut!
They originally were going to go with knit uniforms on the show, but the velour hid Shatner’s girdle more effectively.
You know, I love Star Trek and all but that is so wrong in so many ways.
I want 10 of them.
Well, I know they were supposed to “boldly go where no man has gone before” but this is really stretching it.
Wasn’t this a Seinfeld episode?
Ensign Costanza designs new uniforms for the crew, which leads to amusing levels of disaster on an away mission…
Cotton… it breathes!
This has nothing to do with unspeakable acts of knitting, but I’m excited and wanted to share–I’ve reserved my tickets for Arcadia! I’m going Friday night, a week from today. I can hardly believe my luck–I’d resigned myself to never seeing it again.
Lungs…breathing…air again…
To knit…without remorse…
Harriet!! That’s so cool!
Clap extra hard for my friend Kate, won’t you?
ha! I’m psyched for you!
Holy crap…it’s a good thing my office is far away from the rest if my co-workers. I was HOWLING at this. The 70s was a sick, sad decade.