I got a Brown utilikilt workman just before Thanksgiving 2002. My Boss at the Harley dealership thought it was funny and tried to make fun of me by wrapping the kilt around his own waist and affecting a weird girlish accent. It didn't work, I wore it to work the next day. You'd think a Harley shop would be pretty used to people acting different, but you'd be wrong. The second day of wearing the kilt my supervisor told me that I couldn't wear a kilt to work anymore. I said "okay, but you can't make me wear long pants, I'll never wear pants again!" and to this day I've worn shorts to work and changed into my kilt as soon as I get off. I do make the concession of wearing riding overpants on top of my shorts or kilt when I ride my motorcycle. I don't even know if there is a pair of pants in theback of the closet nor do I care.

I do, however have several cats who act like they own my house and are very healthy thank you very much.