Sunday, October 4, 2009

Cowboy way

I wonder what would have happened had I stayed my whole life in Nebraska.
The cowboy way seemed like it would be fun, but hard work and weather would fight you everyday. Ranching would be full time work with little time for other activities.

On top of all that, I would probably end up being a cowboy poet and growing a funny mustache. Wait, I do have a funny mustache.....
Here's to all the cowboys and cowgirls with shit on their boots, Thank you for keeping the dream alive, wherever you are.

1 comment:

  1. Well, hell pard. I'm telling you, it's never to late.


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