Tonight at Gilley’s I couldn’t resist riding the mechanical bull. The guy running the controls had an evil glint in his eye right from the start — probably thought, "who is this geek with the yankee accent and the cowboy boots? I’ll show him cowboy boots…" The bull tossed me twice. The second time I thought I was doing pretty well. Then he cranked the beast into overdrive and I went flying. I am bruised in a number of places… some mentionable, some not.
Ken Sands, online publisher of the Spokesman-Review, in Spokane, took this and few other action shots with his pda/phone and e-mailed them to me on the spot. New Media people have the tools …



That first photo is a bit of a blur…how do we know that’s not your stunt double??
Good riding there, Tex! Don’t forget to bring me home some Tequila and grits. Okay, just the tequila…
Heheh. Aren’t we all just suckers for punishment this week. I hope at the very least that you didn’t say something like “It can’t be THAT hard” before climbing on. Nice riding.
For a bit I thought you might actually stay on the bull