I had fun voting kilted this morning too. Been sick with a bad cold so just threw on a SportKilt (Scot Skye) and SportKilt cobalt blue "kilt hose", some wingtips, a polo, jacket and drove over.

Guy in front of me in line says, "Sorry sir, this isn't where we vote for Prime Minister." Just said, "Aye." Then he asked what tartan I was wearing. Lied and said it was a regional Skye tartan...no point in telling the truth that its a made up name for a good looking pattern.

Then I pointed out that the lady checking us in was wearing a black Stewart tartan blazer...that impressed him.

Voted and left. In the parking lot are two college age Navajo ladies in full Navajo regalia. They're just outside the 75 foot line and doing a survey for class to see if there were any language barriers. They asked me to take part.

So here's this old White guy in a kilt talking to two young Navajo ladies in their traditional dress standing in the parking lot.

Some old bitty election worker comes out and accuses the ladies of moving the 75 foot limit sign in too close to the poll. She herds us about 100 feet farther out in the parking lot.

Then she goes inside and gets her official 75 foot string and a guy to hold the other end. She measures the "official" 75 foot limit in a big semi-circle from the door to the poll.

When she got to where the 75 foot limit sign was standing before she moved us her "official" string ended about 20 feet short of the old sign where we'd been standing.

No apology, she just huffed and went back inside. The Navajo ladies were polite and stayed way back in the parking lot where she'd herded them to.

What's sad is our little city borders the Navajo reservation and the official city seal includes a Navajo hand shaking a White hand....

I hope the old bitty was just anal retentive and controlling and not racist...

Anyhow, voting kilted was a pleasure. Our little town has already had two Marines killed in combat and one commit suicide right after returning home from Iraq two weeks ago. I hope my vote somehow keeps our town from loosing a 4th Marine. So friggin' sad to see the post combat suicides begin already...

Ron