Yes. Me. Joe. At the rodeo. For those who know me you know that you're about as likely to find me at a rodeo as you are to find a dollar in a dogs butt cheeks. I use that analogy because I actually did find a dollar on a doggy bum once. But that's a different story for another time. Erika did get me to go to the rodeo. Beverly is all bout horses and I thought it might be cool to see a cowboy impaled by a a bull horn. It ended up being a decent experience.
It seemed a bit overpriced and not quite as exciting as I was hoping. Nobody was even injured. Oh well. The highlight of the show was a cowboy getting a couple buffalo to climb on top of the his trailer. I'm sure it takes a lot of patience and know-how to accomplish something like that, but it's not the most exciting thing to watch.
The crowd was pretty entertaining though. I even saw one lady, er, woman entertain herself for the whole 2 hour show with what she could find in all of her different holes, crevices, and cracks.
I must say though, horses are pretty magnificent animals. Humans are very strange. Will I ever go to another rodeo? Most likely. I'm an easy-going guy and can find fun pretty much no matter what I'm doing or where I am.
Days of '47 seconds of excitement!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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