I would never have pegged the Irish Elk for a Civil War Reenactor

You would think the antlers would be a dead give away, but apparently not.

There were two things I had to do before The Dear One would marry me: I had to take the Redskins test (ala the Colts test in Diner) to officially convert to the burgandy and gold, and I had to promise never to be a Civil War Reenactor. Which wasn't dificult, as I had never been one or anything, but one of The Dear One's dad's friends is a big one and I think she thought it would be best just to nip it in the bud, so to speak.

What was good, though, was that I swore I would never be a Civil War Reenactor: War of 1812, now, that's a whole separate kettle of fish....

UPDATE: Of course, Robbo and I could make a go at THIS, but I think our respective wives would both murder us in our sleep.

UPDATE DEUX: Open thread: What's geekier, Civil War Reenacting or Star Trek convention costume wearing? Or Star Trek characters time-travelling to the US Civil War?

YIPS! from Robbo: Mayhaps I haven't had enough coffee and helium yet this morning, but I don't remember ever reading anything about a Massachusetts Campaign. Is this another example of Yankee historickal revisionism?