I told you guys how I went to play pipes for Turpin's mother's memorial service. Well, that morning, I went on a fun run (...walk) in Davenport, Iowa with my girlfriend and her dad.


My girlfriend is upset because she claims I "stole her family". Basically, she is convinced that they like me better than they like her.

Yes, I'm wearing my horsehair sporran. It was the only one I had. See, the fun run was really spur-of-the-moment, and it was the only sporran I had.


No kilt in this photo, but I'm the one in the white shirt with red hair (who else would it be?), with Amelia being adorable to the right of me.

So overall, a 7-mile walk in a kilt is nice, but I'd recommend either Body-Glide or some sort of undergarment. Neither of which I had. Needless to say, it was painful at the end...