I'll admit, not much. And why is that? Well, you see, yesterday I forgot my knitting at home.
Of course, I didn't discover this until I got all the way to the station. That's one risk with the small projects. They occupy so little room in your bag that you don't know when they're there, or rather, when they're not there. That was certainly the case yesterday, when I sat down to discover that my knitting hadn't accompanied me.
Drat! No knitting for Subway Knitter! There was only an abandoned copy of the Boston Herald to separate me from my fellow subway riders.