A Critical Mass Of Plaid

For the last year or so, whenever I meet someone new, the first question I ask them after their names is whether they have any flannel. The third questions is whether they like biking, but if I perseverate on the latter it will lead to a major tangent. If you haven’t fallen in love with plaid flannels (flaid), i can show you the world. I just sang that last part like Aladdin. Maybe you should let that song play as you read the rest of this.

Recently a few of our friends went out on the town in our favorite tartans. When I say out on the town, I mean we went to hang out with some horses at Firefly Farms in Mason. Plaid is as plaid does.  I hope I can demonstrate this world of plaid in a few photos. Let me share this whole new world with youuuuuuu. Gah! I am going to be singing that all day.

Jasmine: “A dazzling place I never knew”

Aladdin: “Don’t you dare close your eyes”

In one or two days, there is going to be a critical mass of tartan clad brethren at the capitol steps. I hope I will see you there in your favortie flannel. I guarantee awesome. Trust me, I am a scientist.