If there's anyone out there still reading this thing, you've been a trooper. You deserve a laugh. So, as a small thank-you present, here are some ridiculous pictures of me on top of a longhorn steer.In central Texas, tucked in the hill country, lies a little place called Luckenbach. I don't think it's changed much over the last 150 years - there's a post office/gift store/bar, and a couple of stages for live country music. There's a dance hall and a barbeque pit. And that's about it, really - Texas charm, good music, cold beer, a few armadillos.
I brought Max and Kath there yesterday. All the country greats got their start in Luckenbach - Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, etc - so it's kind of a legend. And on this day in Luckenbach, there was a trained longhorn steer. And you better believe I sat on that steer. And I took pictures. Oh yes I did.
I'd like to point out the grace of said steer. It looks at the camera and stands very still as New England tourists climb up on its furry back and strike ridiculous poses. I'm still questioning if maybe it's actually a mechanical device, and there's a man inside there, pulling some cords and pushing some buttons, like some antics you'd see on Rescue Rangers or something. Well, either way, I got in some steer ridin' while in Texas, so all in all, my two years here haven't been wasted.
