Very cool. My first live encounter with an XMarker (other than my brother Turpin and my nephew Seamus) was at a toll plaza in northwest Illinois. I was heading back to Chicago and stopped to get some food. As I was waiting for my order I looked over and saw a guy in line wearing a kilt in the XMarks tartan (which led to my jaw dropping, because the tartan hadn't been out that long). It was H. Hastings on his way back to Wisconsin from Chicago wearing his new Barb Tewksbury kilt he'd just received. It's a lot of fun.