Wore my Kilt to the office today, Tartan Day. Got the usual good natured ribbing, plus semi-serious threats to turn me into Security for "that damm knife in your sock"

I told them I spared them the real threat. I was down at the Scottish Merchant in Alexandria VA last week, and Doris was selling cans of Haggis. I briefly considered buying a can so I could put out a Haggis Platter in the office today in honor of Tartan Day. Next year for sure.

Stopped by the grocery store after work. No babe kilt checks! Bummer. I guess they were all rushing home for dinner. Didn't get a rise out of anybody. Progress, I guess.