It had to happen sometime. Today I learned about our clansjerk. You see being in the Clan MacLeod is not like being Mr. Green or Herr Schmitt. Other MacLeods I know have been in the habit of shouting the motto across a bar room to me, have asked if I knew the story of the flag, have taken the opportunity to trip up a MacDonald or two every now and then...just for fun.

Then you read about Cass. Nice.