Twice in one night, "No, I am not the entertainment."

[Madadh]

You should try walking an Irish Wolfhound and be in a kilt. Most are not sure what to ask, but they usually get around commenting on the size of my highland pony.

[Frank McGrath]

This last three nights have been a real trip. Thursday night< i went to lodge meeting kilted. I stopped on the way home to get a snack and the girl behind the counter just went ga ga over the kilt. Talking to her, I drew a crowd. She says she just loves pipe music and would love to hear me play sometime. I said that would be a while, as I do not play the pipes. I did give her a cd that I had burned of some of my favorite pipe tunes. I thought she was going to jump over the counter until I noticed she was pregnant. TPOTK. The power of the kilt.
Friday night I volunteered at the Carroll Arts Council theatre where BarleyJuice was playing. I was put behind the bar selling Guinness and bud lite. Record sales of Guinness. Three women walked up to the bar and asked for beers. So, just kidding around, I asked for ID. Once again, I was startled when one leaned over and tried to hug me. Lots of fun in the kilt. Once again, TPOTK.
Friday night I had tickets to the show. Sat in the front row. One of three audience members in kilts. Dressed down this time. Able to partake of Guinness. After the show we all went to the local pub around the corner from the theatre. Sat right inside the door. Some must have thought I was the bouncer checkeing ID's. Told one group that the girls could come in, but the guys were wearing pants and would not be admitted. They believed me and the girls came in and the guys left. Another woman wanted to take my picture. ten minutes later, she wanted he date to take apicture with me. TPOTK.

Life is grand when you are kilted, ain't it?

Frank