Heath the cowboy

Here's the update to my first blog! Quite exciting, isn't it?

Last night, I had to cover a story about the horse show for the county fair this weekend and so I went. It started at six and that's when I showed up, thinking that it would be over in an hour, two tops. Oh, I was so wrong, so, so wrong... It finally wrapped up five hours later at 11.

Well, in the course of the evening, I interviewed a couple of participants, got regular updates on scores/placements, you know, newsy stuff! Except for when I was gathering information for my article, I sat alone and talked to no one but the little one year old who was sitting a couple of seats down from me with his family. Yeah, he didn't talk. I more or less would just smile at him when he'd waddle by every 5-10 minutes or so...

To say the least, it was getting pretty lonely around 9 or 10. Have no fear, though! At approximately 10:30, I was joined (at the very top of the stadium, away from the few people who were left) by two cowboys in their mid to late twenties. Seemed harmless enough at first, I was trying to give them the benefit of the doubt by thinking that they didn't actually come and sit up there just to talk to me. Yeah, wrong again.

They did and they made it fairly clear after a couple of minutes that they did. Eventually, I was invited to attend Friday night's rodeo with them, to the after-party that they were having, all of their friend's after-parties and so forth. Once they found out that I didn't drink, smoke, or use drugs, Heath, the spokesman for the duo who was a good four to five inches shorter than me, proceeded to ask me what I did for fun and if he might be able to take me on a date. Politely, I refused and left to go get the updated scores from the judges.

I had gotten maybe 10-20 feet away from the stadium before I heard, "Um, excuse me!" Yep, you guessed 'er right, he followed me down. He asked if he could get my number from me and, with the sweetest, most innocent smile I could conjure up at the time, I told him that, "I'd rather not give it to you." AND WALKED AWAY.

Well, I'm pretty sure that he and his friend waited for a second chance after all of the festivities were over but seeing as how I still needed to get the last hour or two of scores, it took me a while and they left before I was done.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how my Wednesday night went. Not only do I have the ability to attract nasty Trappers at a Mountain Man Rendezvous, I can also pick up tobacco chewing cowboys!

So, moral of the story is, if you ever need a date, especially a really dirty one, give me a call! They seem to flock to me...