Freedom of the Knees

I wonder if there's a chance in hell I could get away with wearing my kilt to work next Spring.

Don't know why I'm thinking about that now - it was 55 degrees Fahrenheit and foggy this morning. Of course, that's good bracing Highland weather, so maybe was the cause.

I like my kilt. It's comfortable. I don't think I'd go Regimental at my workplace, despite jameshroberts' insistence at yubbie and colleenk's wedding that "If you wear underwear with it, it's a skirt;" to which my retort was, "well, I have a little experience in those matters too" (cf. the Technicon 2007 Dance for example).

I probably just haven't awakened yet. Ah, well. Back to work.