So last night was pretty wild. On campus, there were a lot of parties and I, of course, was kilted. Everybody on campus knows me as "the guy who wears the kilt" and "the guy who plays bagpipes" :rolleyes: . So anyways, I was standing outside some frat house, just hanging around with my usual group of friends, and I hear somebody shout "Hey! That's the guy who plays bagpipes! And he's wearing his kilt!" Suddenly, a flock of Freshmen come over and start talking to me and asking questions. I tried to be charming and they were very interested in everything. Then one of them says "My friend is an Irish dancer!" and pulls her over. Wow . Cute girl. She looked great outright, but the fact that she was an Irish dancer only made it better (I have a thing for Irish dancers [and redheads, as I suspect most of you understand] ). We instantly hit it off, trading stories about Irish and Scottish culture and encounters with inquirers.

She was nice and I'm seeing her again tonight! There's a costume party (I'm not going to wear my kilt for that, obviously) and I'm really looking forward to talking with her more.

It seems that everytime I wear my kilt, I gain a whole new appreciation for it. I love the kilt and the opportunities it provides.