Goin' to the Rodeo

i grew up in a small country town called burkburnett, tx. growin' up in such an environment established the presence of the rodeo in my life. the only way i've ever participated in a rodeo was in the calf scramble as a kid. i thought it would be cool to try to ride a bull, but just never got around to it. i guess it is best to keep it that way.

anyway, tonight i'm going on a date to the mesquite championship rodeo, and i will be wearing my classic cowboy outfit. similar to the one here on your left. it's not very often i get to go all out in my cowboy clothes. i do wear my boots at least once a week, but the hat and tight jeans only come out for special occasions. such as a rodeo. this is only my third date with the girl i'm taking to the rodeo. i have warned her about what i'm wearing tonight, but i'm not sure if she fully ready for the shock value of me in my straw hat. i have never thought that i was ugly nor have i ever thought that i was all that attractive, but for some reason when i put on my hat i get a lot of attention and compliments. so of course i like to have a reason to wear my hat. i think i need to go try on my jeans now to make sure they still fit. i've gained about ten pounds since i last wore them, and i'm a bit afraid of the consequences. if you have never been to the rodeo i highly recommend goin' at least once. if not for anything other than the single most entertaining event, cowboy poker. i'll tell you how every goes later.