Well, this is what I look like. This is a pic of me taken in what I suppose must be my most typical pose, sitting in front of my computer. Apologies for looking dorky, but when you're waiting for a timer on a camera, it's pretty hard to look any other way. Besides, I chose being Scottish over being photogenic, and the two are completely mutually exclusive.
Yes, Scots guys really do wear kilts...
This kilt is in the Campbell tartan, for all of you who're wondering, andit was handed down from my father (hey, do you have any idea how much they cost???)
Unfortunately, Scots guys don't wear kilts nearly as often as they should... normally leaving it to poncy French fashion designers and such like... I wear it in Glasgow from time to time... and yes, I do get funny looks, but if you're ever over here, and somebody's going about with a kilt on looking really cold, it's probably me, so come up and say hello.
Someday, I'll have a photo taken while i'm actually in trousers. This pic was taken at Celtic Park, which is the biggest football stadium in Britain, and also the spiritual homeland of Glasgow Celtic, and consequently their supporters. And for anyone who might be wondering, yes, I am a Celtic supporter.
I was asked by a friend in the USA to take a photo of snow, as it's apparently something that doesn't happen very often out there. So, here's the view from my kitchen window in the snow. The canal, the area just behind the trees is frozen solid most of the winter, but even Glaswegians aren't daft enough to tackle it on ice skates.
Hey... everybody's got embarrasing pics of themselves, and this is mine.
It's hard to look at this photo now and realise there was a time when my hair was that long, but it was. The worst thing is, this pic was taken the day I went in to get it cut, so if there's a worried look in my eyes... you know why. It was a harrowing experience, but I'm over now.
As for the goatee, it comes and goes from time to time.
