Holiday Spirits

I said I'd say a few words about rodeos. First off, I went to one. The Fort Worth Rodeo at the Stockyards. Secondly, they are awesome. How could you not enjoy man vs. beast! I like horses, and seeing what those riders can do was pretty cool. Also worth mentioning, is that they started out with everyone standing for "Proud to be an American" blasting while a girl on a horse with an American flag rides around the stadium getting faster and faster as the music builds. Very funny (and oddly inspiring). Then bullriding, roping the calves, etc., etc. They even had all the young kids (like 10 and under) come out (this part is a little bizare) and try to chase down a calf and get a flag from it's tail. Dangerous?...I think so. My kid (ficticious of course) will probably not be doing that. I say that now, but when the time comes I'll probably say "go ahead" and my wife will then slap me across my face. This is coming from a guy who would like to try bullriding once. I think it's pretty badass, and although I know it would be a horrible idea, still sort-of want to try.

Happy belated St. Patrick's Day. Not a holiday I usually do much for. Actually, didn't realize it was coming until it was here. There is no Irish blood in me, so not such a big deal. I do enjoy a Guiness, however. It's just a night full of tons of out of control drunks. Not that there's really anything wrong with that if I'm in the mood to go out, but not so much this year. Next up...Easter. Fun fact about Easter this year. It's also my birthday. This will be the only time this happens in my lifetime (unless I live till the year 2160...not likely...but we shall see), so while you're at your Easter service, think of me and maybe even say a little prayer sending your good thoughts on this day. Or while hunting Easter eggs, maybe the Easter Bunny should hide an egg with a miniature chocolate statue of me in it, or maybe he should just put my phone number in a hidden egg for a few of you good looking single gals out there who still enjoy beeing goofy and hunting eggs.

...Thoughts for the Easter Bunny.

Back to the grind

Well, I've gotten back from Texas a week and a half ago. No more BBQ, no more hanging with my brother and mom, no more driving, no more Texas accent, no more laidbackness. Back to the gym, yoga, dance classes, and auditions. Oh, and trying to find work to support myself and career stuff. Sounds great doesn't it! Well, once you get into the swing of things, it's fine. Although, getting back into the gym and dance classes hurts quite a lot since I've been out for a few months. Oh, and what's new is I'm getting back into tap classes. Oh my it's been some time. And I think I realized my tap shoes are a little small in the toe area, so I have some sore big toes...ouch. But, I'm not as bad as I thought I would be. That being said, each class is not only a physical challenge (trying to get my feet to tap fast enough), but it is a mental challenge. I'm spent mentally (one might argue I didn't have much to spare anyways) after each class just trying to follow. Grante, I'm also taking classes when I have the time, so they're not always the slowest classes. I say, bring on the challenge. It's the only way to get better (and sometimes feel like an idiot).

I promised some thoughts on Texas. I in fact enjoy Fort Worth very much. It's a cool place, and I"ve been there a bunch growing up, but not for a number of years. Fantastic BBQ. Risky's is just amazing. Oh, and the original Dr. Pepper. It is da bomb (I if may use an old school term). Dollar stores everywhere. Full of anything and everything you would want, most of it actually for a dollar. Okay...it may be crap, but some things are good. We bought my uncle some window shades. They work just fine. I also got 5 new towels. Wait...that wasn't at the dollar store, but there were still like $3 each. And they work fine and look better then the gym towels I may have inadvertantly borrowed for my personal showering at home use. For the record, I have not and do not steal towels or anything else for that matter. If you saw where I lived, you might forgive me on the whole towel situation.

Pretty sunsets, nice warm weather, cute southern girls, not so bad. On that last one, though, it took some time to find where these so called cute Texan girls were hiding (aparently not in the northside of Fort Worth, and for that matter, not really too many in Fort Worth at all during this time of year). Ahh, TCU was full of them, downtown had a couple, and the stockyards had like 2. It is what it is.

The stockyards deserve one quick mention. Texas Longhorns. Cattle Drive. Oddly dressed up costumed people on horses. Cowboy Shops. Rodeo. Rodeo will be mentioned in more detail tomorrow. Cowboy shop had some fantastic clothing. I love Cowboy wear. I own boots (could use a black pair) and a Kenny Chesney-esche cowboy hat (you know, the straw kind...for summer). No Stetson yet. Still wanting those chaps. I think they look bad-ass. Especially the ones the bullriders wear. Awesome. The Cowboy shop we went in down at the stockyards, also had a very cute worker there. My brother will say that her voice was a bit too high and whiny, but I am forgiving on that fact since all she said was "bye y'all" and in my opinion that's not enough to fairly judge on.

Off to more auditions. Enjoy life y'all.

Promises, Promises

I know, I promise to write more. It has been promised in the past and it will be promised here again. I do have things to discuss, most recently being a trip to Fort Worth, Texas to visit some family. Plus a reading of "DiMaggio," the musical I was in before Christmas. We did most of the first act, for a nice crowd. Went quite well. Hectic for us getting it back on it's feet in a limited time, but all and all went very well. Next stop...? Who knows. More on Texas to come. It was great to get some sun and warmth. Now back to New York weather, work, and a faster pace. I can keep up, and am ready to rock.