Naw, I just dress for the part and the adventures create themselves <img src="images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I was on the excavating team for the 1822 Plaza Church Rectory in Los Angeles. I used to wear a Aussie Akubra felt hat and a bunch of old Khaki shirts and slacks bought in bulk when the Coast Guard changed the uniform. One of my crew decided I was "overdressing the part" and showed up in a pith helmet, safari jacket and leggings <img src="images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I said he looked Like Roosevelt charging San Juan Hill. He said I looked like Stewart Granger in King Soloman's Mines. About then a newscamera crew appeared and we began a deep discussion over a glass marble as he lit his scholary pipe. Next minute we were being addressed as Doctors, asking which was the site director <img src="images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> We sheepishly pointed to a man with a ponytail, bald on top wearing a Greatfull Dead T shirt <img src="images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> The journalist mumbled to the cameraman "film these two." <img src="images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />