Who says knitting can't be dangerous to your health? I stepped out of the car this past Sunday night only to trip over a tire that my son had left in the driveway. Books, papers, and knitting went everywhere . . . except somehow one needle managed to puncture me mid-thigh (crossways through the front of the leg). Thirty miles, one tetanus shot, and a healthy (unhealthy?) ER bill later, I was home again. Look at my variation on the theme of Cookie A.'s potamus socks (with Edgewater) at Ravelry and admire the colorway . . . but then look at the bend in the needle . . . and that is after I pulled it out and straightened it. Have any greater Klutz story than that?