I like to knit.
If you've read my blog for more than say...2 days, you already know that.
Blanket photo notwithstanding, the thing I knit most often is hats. They are quick and pretty much mindless. When you get up at 3:30 AM, you need mindless things to knit. So, I knit hats. Lots and lots of hats. Any time I finish a hat, I stuff it into a drawer. Sooner or later a need arises, and I have hats to donate.
Sunday, one of my online knitting buddies put out a call for hand knit hats. Her church is doing a weekend program for their youth and college age kids. It's all about growing in their relationship with the Lord. At the end of the program, they are going to get to choose a hat to take with them.
Naturally, I volunteered to send some, so I boxed up a few and mailed them off to her. While I was at the post office, the clerk asked me if I needed anything else.
"You got any of them Star Trek stamps?"
A clandestine deal over the post office counter in which some money changed hands, and I am now the proud owner of a pane of Star Trek stamps.
As I was walking out, the clerk said, "Have a nice day."
I replied, "Of course I will! I've got Star Trek stamps!"
There were a few people in the lobby, and I accosted them and showed them, "Look, I've got Star Trek stamps!" A man in the parking lot greeted me with "How are you?" "I'm great! I've got Star Trek stamps!" I've got Star Trek stamps!
On the way home, I was thinking, "How lucky am I? I got to witness the 50th anniversary of both Doctor Who and Star Trek! What a great time to be alive!"
Yeah, I'm a total geek, but who cares?
I've got Star Trek stamps!