So this week I called one of my best friends from college. He had been the best man at my wedding, but we don't keep in touch as much as we should. However it was his birthday, and amazingly I got a hold of him.

Turns out he is getting married in Oct in Stony Point, NY and I get to be a groom dude. Now we chat for a while and another groom dude aparently lives right next door to Amerikilts. My friend also has a UK a couple of AK's and a tank in his family tartan. I also know that at least one of the other guys I expect to be in the wedding has a kilt (and another that wouldn't supprise me if he did). So I finally ask him what to wear for the wedding (thinking that this may be my excuse for that Brian Baru jacket I want, and possibly a new tartan - if the bride wants everyone to match for some reason).

Morning coats. Arrrghh. I have to drive 700 miles and then wear pants. I'm gonna beat that boy when I see him.

Adam