He'll probably just ride away

October 25th, 2005 / #random

About four months ago, I was obsessed with the idea of being a cowboy. Not one of the modern ones with WIFI and GPS and all of those other technological acronyms, but one of the classic cowboys: one who eats beans from the can and sleeps next to his doggies on the prairie and rides into town on a black steed named Silver to give the town villain his comeuppance.

I’m fully aware that these types of cowboys didn’t really exist. So, I dropped my infatuation with the impossible and continued with my mundane city life. But lately, Willie Nelson has convinced me to spit in the face of reality and imagine my days away. And now I want to invest in a nice pair of cowboy boots and a high quality cowboy hat.

I don’t care if I can’t pull off the hat. I want to be a cowboy, darn it.


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  1. Angus Hill spoke up on December 3, 2005.

    Ah yes, we are all familar with those Cowboys who find local coffee shops with their voice activated GPS so they can access WIFI network on their laptop to listen to the news and work on their first quarter reports…

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