So I'm standing out in the hallway, talking to coworkers after what was truly a surreal group meeting, when over Kathy's shoulder I spot a lovely lass , mostly wearing black, but sporting a very nice tartan jacket walk by. I finish up the conversation and chase after her. I caught up with her in the Burrito Bistro, otherwise known now as Coackroach Corners, and stopped to have a chat. Basically I said....

"Hi, you look great. Can I take your picture and put it up on a web site where a bunch of guys in kilts can ogle you and your lovely jacket?"

She said, sure....and we got to chatting about the Games, Dickens Fair, etc. Funny line...."It'll be different to have a picture of me up on the web when I'm NOT in a corset!"

I got away with it again, and she was a lovely green-eyed lassie, too. All hail the power of the kilt. Sorry for the fuzzy cell phone pics.