What can YOU say in six sentences?
Starting off with an apology for two in a row this morning, but I am hoping to move on to the novel and be all primed to be brilliant! Snort.
They pay him now to tell his poems and jokes on stage, old jokes really, ones we've heard before, ones he's harvested off the internet proving that you really can teach an old dog to do new tricks or at least to post a quote on facebook every morning.
After the show we hear the real stories, the ones of great ranches sold, friends gone along the way, job as a firefighter and rolling on a fatal wreck where the drunk driver sat on a curb with his head in his hands, feeling sorry for himself.
The storyteller hasn't had a drink since '87.
When the talk turns to politics, the fine veins glow beneath his thin skin, but his voice sounds tired.
As we brush our teeth and turn down the bedclothes, I ask you, "Why does he seems so sad?"
And you answer, "Oh, honey... he's a cowboy with no cows."