Cowboy UP!

As usual, when I have the most to blog about I am too busy to blog. That, and work work work work work this weekend.

However I did find time this weekend to have a blast at the rodeo parties. Apparently I was in form on Saturday night at the Buckin' Ball. At one point I had to take a cab to Walgreen's to get an ankle brace so I could continue dancing. Benefits of cabbing to the ball include no hassle of parking and confidence in a sober ride home. However, confident in that I was not driving home, I drank enough to loosen my lips and seriously embarrass myself was overserved.

Hey Chris, seriously, I am not creepy stalker guy. (What? Two background checks and go through someone's garbage a couple of times and right away you're a stalker? Whatev'.)

Skot Land invited me to join him for the Sunday rodeo festivities and awards dinner. I usually just do the Saturday events, and Sunday's events tend to be more low key and less-attended than Saturday's. But wow did I have a good time. I met some really cool people and got to talk to "eyes met across a crowded room" again. Who, unfortunately, is now moving to Arizona for his career.

Sure, I meet guys and date and flirt and live my life, but that one—there was a connection with him that was different. Something that felt, I don't know really, honest might be the word for it. And honest, bullshit-devoid mutual attraction is rare. At least for me. The moment with EMAACR had the strange duality of both promise and finality. And I am disappointed I will not get a chance to explore that feeling with him.

Not that I am looking for Love, but I certinaly should answer the door if it knocks. Opportunity had to leave one of those Post-It notes. My spider-sense was telling me that Love might have just crossed my path, or at least joined the party already in progress, and I should pay attention.

Maybe, maybe not. Maybe that one evening of nothing that hinted at everything was it unto itself. Whatever it was, it was, and it was nice as it was. And now the Could Have Been is moving to AZ.

Moving on.

And rather efficiently actually.

Let me just say, hanging out with Skot Land (Having a time!) was awesome. He was a leading organizer of the event and on the rodeo grounds he was a freaking Rock Star! It was so much fun to see him shine in his element. And, of course, it made me popular by proxy. I have a much better understanding as to why they call them ranch hands.

I didn't take many photos, but I got some good action shots to use as banners/stock photos.

And I am loving my new MacBook Pro—I'm still tinkering, but this is fun.



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