Support the troops. I am, by wearing a kilt. It was an interesting experience. I wore it “authentic,” which was an interesting experience. My nads were a lot hotter than I expected, making me wonder under which conditions one would wear a kilt. Do you let your balls broil or calves freeze? Oh, speaking of calves, feel free to salivate over mine.
It’s tough to tell if I’m building buzz or spoiling the surprise. Fuck it, not my problem. Sometime in the next week or two, you’ll see video of me on the Toronto Sun’s website. I’m trying on and modeling a desert camouflage kilt. Yes, a kilt. Not a skirt. Get it right. Since my camera died this afternoon (needed to recharge the battery, which I’ve done), I don’t have any pictures of it yet. But, fellow traveler B. has promised to send me hers sometime soon. So, as soon as I get them, I’ll post the shots of me looking like a true Scot (well, maybe not that much, but I did wear it like a true Scot).
This will be my second dose of Canadian fame. Last week, I was interviewed for a story in the Globe and Mail on distance learning and online education. Well, since this is all Canadian, maybe I’m only going to be 2/3 internet famous.
As soon as I get them, the photos will be posted, don’t you worry. And, when the video is up on ToSun’s site, I’ll spread the word here and on twitter.
Okay, I don’t have one. But, my lack of talent is important. If nothing else, it gives you the chance to look through my eyes and see what I’m seeing. If you the lighting is off in a picture, it was off in reality. If the picture is wavy, skewed or angled wrong … well, that’s how I saw it. So, some may call it a lack of talent (which it is). I call it reality.
Well, I’m looking back on my first full day in Scotland, and yes, it has been full. I got on a plane last night after a truly hellish day at day job, few overnight and hit the ground running this morning. Now, I am utterly fucking exhausted and blogging when I should be sleeping. But, I had a great time today, and I feel the need to share.