Well, we started off to Paramus for the weekend, with a stop in Phoenixville. Now, we all know what's in P-ville. Yes, Rocky and Kelly. And the manequin. I came to look at his wares, and left with a receipt and the beginning of a jones. I ordered a new kilt. 8 weeks. How on earth am I going to get through these next 8 weeks. 8 weeks of pure hell, knowing that I have an appointment to pick up my new kilt. 8 weeks of whining to my wife. 8 weeks of reading the postings. 8 weeks of wearing my ebay Pakistani special. 8 weeks until I get my MacRae Modern with matching flashes. 8 weeks, blah, blah, blah...........