Quote Originally Posted by rsvpiper View Post
Tobus,

This is all part of being part of the Kilted world. The drones find us different because well we are and i for one am very happy with that. Water off a ducks back mate
My drones have never complained .

I wasn't even wearing my kilt over the weekend, and got a few comments. Wednesday, after realizing that I was out of space in the luggage (mostly, it was the pipes in the way), I regretfully left the kilt at home (yep, TSA had to feel The Resistance through my pants). BTW I would've been wearing the kilt, it's just that I would've had to either find a place for the footwear I normally dance in (smooth soled boots), or swing in Docs, which as I've mentioned before doesn't work well. No room = no kilt. The funny part is, after all our (ok, my) griping about TSA...the guy working the xray thought it was awesome that I play. I should've been kilted.

Thursday, I brought them (the pipes) out for about an hour in Frick Park...if anyone here is from Pittsburgh, you'll likely know Frick Part...got a ton of compliments, and a couple people asked where my kilt was. Second dose of dammitol taken for the weekend...shoulda been kilted, after all I was out for a run/hike along the backwoods trails anyway. Tunes: Mrs John MacColl, Sands of Kuwait, Major Alastair Ritchie, 79th Farewell to Gibraltar, and the usual massed band/parade classics.

Saturday turned out to be formal night (found out about it after I got off the plane)...and I immediately kicked myself for not sorting out the luggage. I mentally booted myself again, when I noticed one of the other guys wearing his UK at the dance.

Here's where it got good...I went over and said hi, we got to talking, and he mentioned there was a guy in Denver who wore his kilt to swing/blues in the past. Further questioning revealed that he was talking about me (there is a thread about it elsewhere). Third mental boot to the head...where is my bottle of dammitol!

Two ladies asked me for a hand on the way out, carrying some stuff down to the cars...while wearing pants, I was asked The Question, and the Standard Answer (socks, shoes, sometimes lipstick) got a good laugh .

That makes twice in two months that I have regretted not being kilted . This must stop.