Channel-surfing does terrible things. Terrible. There you are, innocently flicking past the mindless and the horrendous that passes for entertainment, when suddenly you find yourself watching Bull-riding.
And worse than that.
God-damn you Extreme Sports Station.
Bullriding, eh? Wow. I'll have to try that sometime. Watching it, that is.
Personally when there's nothing on telly that I want to see I usually blog, or fiddle with my photos, or do laundry.
Don't Terri, you'll be sucked into the world of cowboys and wrecks and the like. You'll grow familiar with names such as Justin McBride, AndrÃ© Moreas, and bulls like Dr. Proctor, or whatever his name was. And learn to say rankest, meaning best