Typical Tartan Day for me. Wore Kilt, Argll coat and tie to the office, endured the usual good natured abuse from the office folks, and compliments as well.

It's warm here today, and the office air conditioning isn't up yet, so the kilt got a little hot and scratchy, so I bailed out early and came home, via the grocery store (looks, no comments).

So I ended up sitting on the front porch, enjoying my pipe and the daily paper. One of my neighbors stopped by to talk, and I got my only kilt check of the day. Her dog Chester headed right between my legs, and jumped straight up. -w00t- Cold nose in the nether regions!