Henceforth, Sweet Baboo would prefer to be known as Funk Master Flash. "Sweet Baboo" just doesn't capture his retro, wild-thang-shakin' side enough.
I should be asleep. I leave in the morning for an overnight trip to Charlottesville, VA (doesn't that sound like a lace knitter's kinda town?) for a little work and a little socializing with an old friend and his family. I am thinking: WOO! I could so use some decompression. Fortunately, I will be traveling by bus (short version of the long story: I don't drive) so Boogie will get a bit of attention.
Oh wait, don't I normally knit socks on business trips?
I would but I don't have any on the needles [insert happy FO dance music here]:
There was no official pattern, but they are based loosely on the stats in the Plain and Fancy book. Made with Plymouth Encore and Wool-Ease on two size 5 circs.
I am such a goob that I had to come blog about them being done as soon as they were. Isn't it weird how the socks don't look too long when he wears them?
See y'all Monday!