I’m sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea
I’ve got to be free, free to face the life that’s ahead of me
On board, I’m the captain, in my crocheted jerkin
My fashion ensemble, it needs some reworkin’
And I’ll try, oh Lord, I’ll try to carry on
I look to the sea, reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of crocheted vests and the times we’ve had
We live happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow no one else seems…to like my clothes
But we’ll try best that we can…to caaaaaarry ooooooon!
A gathering of crocheted belts appeared around my torso!
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they bellow!
They said come sail away, come sail away!
Come sail away with me!
Come sail away, come sail away!
Come sail away with me!
*With apologies to Styx.
Dude. His boat is named “snake”. But it’s in Latin, so it’s classy.
“Wanna take a ride on my snake, baby?”
I feel somewhat dirtied by Mr. Slytherin. I need to go take a scalding hot shower while I scrub my skin raw.
Looks like something that the hippy tennis pro would wear. And what’s up with the faux belt?
Surely you aren’t making fun of his “elegant, belted, and trimmed in contrasting colors” frock! You are NEVER going to be on the guest list for the ren faire if you keep this up.
This looks like a still from an old Hammer movie – he’s luring groovy virgins to Dracula’s totally swingin’ castle!
Am I the only one who thinks that’s Lorne Greene in a bad wig? Oh, Ben Cartwright, what has become of you!?
Lorne Greene in a bad wig, attired in a crocheted vest of three, count ‘em, three contrasting colors worn over…oh, Gawd, are those brown tights?!
After having to pose for this picture, hopefully he had the good sense to jump overboard.
What’s that around his neck? A necklace? Swim goggles? A (OMG can it be?) an ascot?
I think his hair looks like that to camouflage his square frankenhead.
Maybe the ascot is hiding the zipper in his neck.
The first thing I thought of when I saw this was Greg Brady when he was trying to be Johnny Bravo, man. I can see this being his album cover, if things would have worked out.
Aye, young Tracy, ’tis an ascot round the laddy’s neck.
Oooh, I can’t tell what’s worse – the garment or the Styx song that’s stuck in my head. Do I gouge out my eyes or my brain…?
Gerard Depardieu REALLY campaigned HARD for the role of Columbus, starting from the deeply anachronistic…
Is it just me, or does his head look far too large for for his shoulders?
And why sail in a crochet vest? If he fell overboard it would soak up 4 times it’s weight in water. Oh wait… perhaps it was a gift from one of the gals he convinced to “take a ride on his snake”, and she’s hoping the vest will help pull him under!
Am I the only one thinking of the “life comes at you fast” commercial with Favio?
Jerkin–the word for this garment says it all
Kathleen
“With apologies to Styx…”
I never in my life thought I would read or hear those words.
But I never quite saw anything like this, either.
Actually, it says “serpens” on the boat, because he could not spell Sir Penis, which is his rennie name. But he’s really hoping his charming smile will hide that, and the fact that he has abnormally long torso. But hey, you know what they say about guys with long torsos and no neck- longer shirts with no collars.
Now I just want to call him, “Torso Boy.”
i have this pattern! In a book with some other questionable items. It reminds me of a butcher’s apron, for some reason. A butcher in a boat? Is that the latest thing?
Oh yes, Lisa E. That’s Greg all right. In one of his mother’s groovy outfits.
OH! THE POWER OF THE POST.
I read the comments last night and DREAMED about Gerard Depardieu — and yes, his “serpens” was involved. (Thanks Katemet and Grorg.) Crocheting was not in my dream, which actually, is even wierder.
Ah, the carefree life at sea for Bill Adama before those pesky Cylons had to try and completely wipe out humanity.
I thought it was Gene Wilder’s brother in the boat from the chocolate factory…
Sorry, but I think it’s Andre the Giant. “Hello, Lady. Want a peanut?”
No more rhymes now, I mean it!
Apparently Mary and Kimberly have decided to sail away with Dennis DeYoung and Andre the Giant on the good ship Serpens. That would explain why they haven’t posted anything new for 10 whole days. I hope they at least bring us all a T-shirt back from their trip. Bon Voyage, Mary and Kimberly!
I actually have this one in my collection! Not the dude himself (sadly) or the crocheted vest (more sadly) but this delicious image. It’s not really appropriate for the open sea, though, is it? He’ll smell like a wet sheep in seconds.
i’d like to dream about him. crochet included.
I’ll drown,thanks