It's the Hatfields and the McCoys all over again, you know the Fords VS chevy guys. My dog is bigger than yours and the like, guys like.... nope they love having pissing contests for the sake of having one. For my 50th B Day I got a small horse ranch and started riding bucking horses, seemed like a good idea at the time but the truth it made my blood boil with the excitement. Never had so many broke parts, lasted 2 years and I couldn't walk straight for a while and I still have permenently numb places. At times my feels the area just above my neck is one of them..... an attempt at humor. I went back to diving and it seemed somehow tame for a bit. We all chase our dreams in different ways, sometimes we get to live them but as I sit here broke up and full of memories I say chase the one that floats your boat because unless it's needle point there is an expiration date on your ability to honkey tonk till sunup. For what it's worth I REALLY loved cowboying, you know boots, hat and a ****ty looking truck. Wished I'd started it earlier and guys if your single there is a lot to be said for it. Met my wife riding a horse.
Bill
Bill