Todd, I am told that I "clean up well" by my wife and others. It's just getting me into that suit that is the extreme difficulty!

I am a rough and earthy soul. I'll make no bones about that. I don't feel like I belong in a well dressed crowd, even when I am well dressed. I like being barefooted, and having the mud squish between me toes. Instead of being in some well to do affair, I'd rather be at the coffee shop in conversation over a hot cup of coffee. I always feel nervous and out of place in more civilised gatherings. I dunno why, but I do. I am well mannered enough... I am amazingly polite and such when I choose to be. I know which fork to use and which spoon goes where and which glass is the water glass and all those things. I have never felt comfortable around them. I don't like having to fuss over all those little details that make life complicated, but I guess some do. At some formal affair, I don't like having to rack my brain to remember which is the seafood fork and which is the salad fork... I'd rather whip out chopsticks (which is far more effecient for eating I might add... Forks are clumsy damned irritating) and just go to town. But I can't do that because people have made all these silly rules and such that have made life all complicated and difficult and damn, I'll come right out and say it, SILLY.

And that is my whole approach to life. I don't like tight restrictive shoes that crowd my toes or pinch my feet. So I wear big chunky boots or clogs. I don't like pants that bunch and restrict. So I now wear kilts. And hopefully, soon, other skirt like garmets. I don't like anything tight and strangly around me neck, so I don't wear ties and such. I don't like anything tight or restrictive no where on my body... So everything is just kind of loosey goosey. If I had a Jacobite shirt, I'd wear one merely because it looks supremely comfortable... And I wouldn't give a damn what other people might think about a man wearing a kilt and a Jacobite shirt outside of a rennfair.

It's not that I am disrespectful or lazy or anything like that... I just fail to see the point I guess. Call me thick headed, but I am an extreme pragmatist. This is both a boon and a disability and I realise this.