I went to my first rodeo Friday night!
One cannot fully appreciate the nuances of a rodeo clown, a rodeo announcer, sparkly 80s Western get-up, tight pants, fringe, and beastly groin straps without having attended such a spectacle. Need an excuse to be all WT? You got one! I love the boots, the smell of leather, the hats, the popcorn coated with something sweet that isn't exactly caramel, the pleasant aroma of manure wafting about, bodies flying every which direction, excuses to yell "Yeeehawwww....
Ah yes...Dear Rodeo, I will return someday!
3 comments:
I saw your play Sat. night - you guys did a great job! when you twirled the batons the girl behind me was super impressed - she asked her mom, "how'd she do that?!"
You came to my show?!?!?!! I AM SOOOOO PUMPED! I wish I'd have seen you! I love that you came! THANK YOU THANK YOU! And I love that you tell me what you overhear in the audience - that's always my favorite - to hear what people really say. And my baton twirling skills are basically magic ;-)
love love LOVE rodeos!!!!! Me and the WT...that's what it's all about. (does that make me BT?)
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