So, where do ya wanna go tomorrow?I don'no. Maybe Maui?Mike Parkin Updated 12 Feb 1998 All rights reserved. (Some defended fiercly!) |
The way cool Clan Crest (The Royal MacDude) you see here is the work of our own Pewter MacDude, also known as Kevin O'Hare. Kevin is a Master Pewtersmith and was kind enough to create this work of art for us. Thanks again, Kevin. You can see examples of Kevin's artistry at any of California's major Ren Faires, or such local events as the San Francisco Dicken's Christmass Faire. Click on the crest to get your own copy of the Royal MacDude... (Hey, I admit it, this is a shamelss plug for a friend who does awsome work. Anyone who not only does our Clan Crest, but creates custom pewterwork at reasonable rates, deserves this kind of plug.) Like everything else in the Clan MacDude, the Royal Crest is not your average heraldric insignia. In fact, it's got stuff in it that would have driven your average medieval hearld flaming loopy. Of course, since no one in their right mind really cares about Hearldry any more (unless they're into, say, the Society for Creative Anarchy or something) we don't worry about it much. Actually, truth be told, I've looked at our site logs and found that there are a lot of people hit this place on a Heraldry link. For those who came here in search of serious clan history, we're sorry. You will have to search somewhere else. If there's one thing we don't take seriously, it's out own history. Just in case you take such things seriously, The Clan Motto - Comoir Mair - is Scots Gaelic for "Celebrate Continuously." The Crest is a deserted island, proper, topped by a palm tree, a surfboard, and an old desktop PC (running Linux, of course). There are sharks circling the island. The headpiece is a Gothic helm, wearing sunglasses, crowned by a nervous sheep, rampant - so to speak. Now, if any of you hot-shot heralds out there can give me a better description, feel free to send email to the Clan Archivist. |