So, its a quiet Sunday afternoon and going over my banking to pay the bills and I notice my bank has upped my credit card limit another $1,500.00 USD!!

Now I know that's a common thing before the end of the year holidays...encouraging me to shop for family and friends with their particular piece of plastic.

But dang it, my mind is now awash with KILTS, KILTS, KILTS....

Hey, I'm a single guy. My ladyfriend makes good money and shares the expenses of spending time together. I have great credit. I pay my bills on time. I make enough to pay my bills....

But I already own 29 kilts (27 in house, one on the way, one lingering - the X Marks set back in Kathy Lare's waiting line).

I don't NEED another kilt. I can think of a few dozen kilts I WANT!!

Dang, wish I hadn't seen that....breathe into it Ron...no point in ordering more kilts...all the kiltmakers have extended waiting lists all the way through St. Patty's day this time of year...no point in it...

Aye Yi Yi...this KILT CRAVING is sucking me in....AHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh

A Kilt addict and his money are soon parted....

Where'd I put that TFCK catalog??? And Matt....he makes those box pleats...don't have a Matt kilt yet...or a Hillwalker with POCKETS!

This positively has to be have a psychiatric diagnosis of some sort! Kilt Dependent....

Babbling incoherently...drooling on the keyboard....making lists...arranging priorities....doomed to an eternity of kiltdome...

Ron