06.20.05
Yee-haw!

I was supposed to go and clean out my father's spare bedroom so I could move my stuff in there for storage next week, but I took one look at the mess and went out and bought a case of beer, drank most of it, then fell asleep.

Claire came and woke me up because I had promised to take her to the rodeo. So, I ended up going to the rodeo already loaded. That's why I was yelling about how the only place I could buy a Pepsi was from the local Republican Committee fundraiser booth. Also resolved: 1. cowboys are kind of hot 2. rodeo clowns aren't so much funny as they are sad.

What was funny is the number of women with leathery skin, bleached blonde hair and pink cowboy hats. The tribute to the noble Native American was pretty patronizing, until it involved jumping ponies through a hoop of fire. Then it was more cool than it was patronizing.

Ooh, and the prize for the raffle was a chainsaw! I almost wish I bought tickets. I could have totally used a chainsaw for menacing people.

Barrel racing is pretty much the most boring thing ever.

About 15 minutes before the end they ran out of rodeo-themed music for the CD player and started playing standard wedding DJ stuff. That's why the bull-riding finale was done to the Bangles "Walk Like an Egyptian".

So, it was kind of fun, but I also recognize my need to leave town before I start doing this sort of thing on a regular basis.