I slapped my outlaw self in the head when I remembered. Church knitting!
Every other week, or so, about 20 teenagers get together at my church. There are lectures about various subjects, and it's fairly informal. But I sure as heck was the only one knitting a sock while I listened! To prove I was listening, I participated just as I always do---by waiting for a few seconds, realizing that the quiet people are still quiet, and answering the question.
I knit, talked, and when I felt the slightest twinge, smirked to myself. I am an Outlaw Knitter! I don't need no stinkin' approval!
Oh, and with that new logo----we need to put it on a bag or something, it's awesome.