Alright, for my quick blog today I’ll discuss something, a phenomenon if you will, called: metrosexuality. Basically, instead of being barbaric savages, some guys now have been upgraded (or downgraded) to a “kindler gentler” version.
Well to push back that cushy wall getting closer and closer as the days go by (after each marriage it gains several miles), this past weekend I aided in the reclamation of my machoness (not that it was gone, but rejuvinating it, yes, rejuvinating it).
Friday I enjoyed a good game of baseball between two minor league teams. One was the RoughRiders (a farm team for the Rangers) and the other was the fightin’ Arkansas Travelers. I walked out apparently just before the Travelers scored twice, which proves a good lesson: it’s not over until the last redneck says so. One memorable play was when the right fielder for the Riders crashed into the wall after chasing a blooper — he didn’t drop it despite the head-on collision. Manliness.
The next event was even more Ahnuld approved. The Rodeo.
If you haven’t gone to a Texas Rodeo, do it. I went out to Mesquite’s Resistol Arena (North American capitol of the world for all things Rodeo) with a friend, his wife and a bunch of her friends — and we all had a great time watching mans attempt to tame the beast (say that with a James Earl Jones voice). This was actually alot more fun than I had remembered from past rodeos (going to A&M you’ll bump into events like that every now and then). The first event was bull riding and the first contestant was carried out on a stretcher. He smacked head first into the back of the bucking bull not once, but twice and then fell off (sadly he didn’t hang on for 8 seconds). Manliness.
Then today, to finish up this whizbang line-drive weekend, I hit the gym, the baseball court and pool. Pumping weights, shooting hoops and swimming laps. Manliness.
If metrosexuality is out running amuck, conquering my straight compadres, it will have a tough time trying to defeat the wild animal within yours truly.
Plus, I bumped into a cute girl (woman now) I could have sworn attended the same highschool as I, so Pebbles if you’re out there reading this send me a sign saying you still enjoy talking about WiFi and information technology.
Gotta love the Y-chromosome.