Well i'm gonna try. To quote my good buddy Garth....
"how u ever gonna know if u never take the chance?
how u ever gonna know if you never chase the dream?"
Actually, I can be absolutely like a bulldawg with something like this.
I went to my first Garth concert 10-9-1992 on tickets I won from entering a contest.
do NOT laugh...okay...ur gonna laugh...but I always say that...
I had to wear shorts and a cami shirt. I completely covered myself in 3 pounds of peanut butter, 3 pounds of jelly, a bowl of chocolate cake batter, a bowl of white cake batter, a bowl of green jello and a bowl of red jello, then topped myself off with a can of whipped cream. (Each item had a Garthy significance by the way cause you had to relate everything to the contest.) Then I put on my beloved hat which had to go in the garbage and I slid into my Tony Lama boots that I'd lovingly had and worn since I was in 11th grade. I washed em for days to no avail. The boots hadda be retired and put out of their misery. They were destroyed. But anyhow, then...I had to climb on the back of a cow...yes a cow....who's saddle was decorated in Garthlike trimmings....and I had to sit on the cow...FACING BACKWARDS....yes backwards....and then I had to ride it around a parking lot in Huntsville and all the time I had to scream, cry, yell and beg for the prize 2 tickets.
I won.
Thing is. We didn't own any cows. You ever tried to borrow a trailer to haul an animal? Well THAT is hard enough. But you know what kinda response you get when you call someone and ask to BORROW a cow....and well...after that initial shock....they ask you WHY you need to borrow their cow????
It was one of the biggest long shots of my life but that day fate was in my favor and it began literally...a ride...of a lifetime.
Okay...stop laughing. I mean it.
Now, if I can just get good n creative with this Bolt contest.