Friday, December 09, 2005

Cowboy junkies

Come December, Las Vegas takes on a country and western flavor, as the National Finals Rodeo comes to town. The casino employees start wearing rhinestones and big belt buckles -- which is one way to define flair -- and you notice a steady rise in the number of cowboy hats per capita. Last week there was an Old West convention dedicated to the otherwise lost art of cowboy action shooting, and everyone dresses up like an extra on Deadwood. None of this is my thing, exactly, but it's a pleasant change of pace.

Shockingly, I haven't heard a word of anticipation for Brokeback Mountain.

55 Fiction Friday says something clever here.

Ever since she was young, Melinda got her career aspirations from the movies. First she wanted to be an archaeologist, then a ghostbuster. Five years later she considered becoming an Iowa farmer or poetry teacher. By the mid-1990s, she interviewed with sports agencies.

These days she’s quite happy with her professional life... as a penguin.

1 comment:

Courtney said...

I picked up Mom and Pop at the Houston airport on Monday, and noticed that a rather large (-r than usual) percentage of folks at baggage claim were sporting cowboy hats, boots, etc. Turns out, their flight arrived at the same time as a flight from Las Vegas. Returning Rodeo-ers.