Nov 3rd, 2017: Cowboy
 

♫ My home's in Montana, I wear a bandana
My spurs are of silver, my pony is gray ♪
♫ While riding the ranges, my luck never changes
With foot in the stirrup I'll gallop away ♪

Cowboys had it great, sleeping under the stars with a belly full of beans, a bottle of rotgut, and cuddly Rattlesnakes.
Then the sodbusters came with their tightassed teatotaler wives, barbwire, churches, and schools.
Injury to insult, the railroads foiled the fun travel of trodding on new folks, and vegetarians ruined the market.
It was all downhill from there. Got so a real cowboy is reduced to posing for tourists, begging for tips.

http://cellar.org/2017/tips.jpg

John Wayne does NOT approve. :(

You have to admit, it's a good picture.

Not sure of what you get for the different "donations."

$1 gets a cowboy on a horse, but for $5 he'll ride out on the point for the picture above.

Just the tip? Promise?

If he's already at the point when you pull into the parking spot, does he gallop back so you can't sneak a picture?

This is my ideal job

Yebbut, cleaning up after work is just horse shit.

And the dust!

Uh, I don't think that is Montana.

You're right, he's a long way from home.

He's moving to Montana soon.

Gonna be a dental floss tycoon.