wyoming is a funny place.
left friday late afternoon with greg, lindsay & alex for frontier days, a week-long rodeo festival in cheyenne, WY. met jim, parker, cookie, dave & his friend at the camp site. had ourselves a fireside feast followed by late night drinking festivities. forgot about the close proximity of the neighboring family campsites when it came to midnight fireworks, jim's antics and NC17 jokes provoked by whiskey and PBR.
drove to frontier days after a late (and rough) start (for some). greg practiced throwing the hatchet at the surrounding trees for a bit as jim went back to sleep and parker busied himself with the dishes and breakfast burritos.
why is wyoming a funny place? funny numbers. a town with a population of one. (literally ONE. he explained it
used to be a town of two, but his son moved on out and now it's just him. he probably serves as the mayor, judge, chief of police, coroner and village idiot all in one). the ratio of gems, sequins and rhinestones to unbedazzled denim. the ratio of toothless gum to teeth in any given mouth. just
how tall can you wear your cowboy hat? how much leather or coarse cowhide can one person wear? how many syllables can be dropped from any given word? how many miles can you drive before seeing a building - even just an outhouse?
