Professional bull riding is an insane sport! Mad respect to the cowboys who ride those damn bulls! I caught a Pro Bull Riders tour event this afternoon on CBS while channel surfing and stayed with it to the end. Some good riding in Tulsa this weekend.
And please know that the bulls are not mistreated; this is nothing at all like Bullfighting. The bulls are part of the action and get scored too. Riders don’t want to draw a bull that isn’t top shelf because it would hurt their score. Sort of like “degree of difficulty” for an Olympic diver. Unusual and very interesting sport. My fave bull is “Seven Dust” named because it’s so hard to stay on him for the full eight seconds required to score!
As many of you know, Bulldog is a big sports fan; bull riding is not at the top of my list, but I feel about the sport the way I feel about hockey; the skill level of the athletes is so insanely high–as is the likelihood of mayhem and great bodily injury–that you just have to give them a ton of respect.
The other reason I keep one eye on the sport is that in my early cab driving days I had several fares with riders who were in town for their events. I don’t think we’ve had many of those in Orlando lately, but there were several PBR events in the early aughts at the old Amway Arena. Those were the days!
Anyhow, a tip of the hat to the riders and to the bulls who don’t want to be ridden! And everyone associated with this sport. It’s way down on the list in terms of audience and dollars for the athletes, but it’s one helluva sport!
Lovin’ the PBR today and waiting for SNB to start, I am,
“Bulldog Ben” Basile
Photo credit Benjamin Lawrence Basile
Here’s a posting that doesn’t fit into any of my usual topics, but it’s the kind of thing bloggers write about a lot: re-purposing common stuff. This is my absolute fave…
I’ve discovered that a used Altoids tin is perfect for holding your earbuds. Absolutely perfect. I’ve been using two of them for that for a couple of years now. And Lord knows that their actual mints are a great product, so I’ve got several of those cool little boxes doing this or that in their “second careers!”
As a write this, I’m thinking that holding your loose earbuds just may be the best possible use for one! Holding buttons in your sewing kit would be my runner-up…
I hope this modest posting on the first day of August finds you well. Life in Central Florida’s not so bad today; the sun is actually shining right now! Great to get a break from that nasty, squally weather we’ve had almost daily for what seems like weeks!
Cleaning out my car and getting a blog posting up were the only two tasks on my list today and so I’m good. Tonight, watching the free Tuesday Night Baseball game on Twitter is the only thing I have planned. So at this moment, I’m relishing the feeling that I had one day this week without anything truly urgent to do. Tomorrow a couple of large tasks await, and so that’s a whole ‘nother thing, as the saying goes…
Blogging and takin’ life easy today, I am,
“Bulldog Ben” Basile
Photo credit Benjamin Lawrence Basile
Bulldog says: Just stumbled across this article and I’ve got to pass it on. I dream–and daydream–about traveling constantly and can never get enough. I’ve not done as much wandering about as many folks, but would be all over this planet if I had deeper pockets. (It’s all about the benjamins!) I think I’ve got that genetic trait to wander that the author is talking about! Fascinating read here, take a look:
Are some people genetically predisposed to travel? Science says maybe.
Source: The Science of Wanderlust – Condé Nast Traveler
Your friend and self-appointed camp counselor Bulldog Ben reminds you to keep food away from your site and at least 15′ off the ground. Most importantly: never, never allow a bear to place his jaws around your head while sleeping! No, I mean it! Wow. This kid is okay. The details are below, just click on the blue link:
The bear dragged the teen 10 feet as other counselors and campers tried to fight the animal off.
Source: Teen camper wakes up and discovers his head is inside bear’s mouth – The Washington Post
This is not going to be a long or complex posting.
I saw the movie Wonder Woman. It was amazing. Gal Gadot is the real deal. Chris Pine’s male lead is just as good for him as his Capt Kirk role.
Go see it. No, really. Go see it. Take your significant other. Your friends. Your Mom and Dad. Your fifth grade teacher.
To see the trailer, click here.
By the way, I do not own the photo. I stole it from the net, just because I liked it. If you’re the owner or an attorney for Warner Bros, jerk my chain and I’ll remove it. But work with Ol’ Bulldog here; I’m trying to get you some free PR!
Go see the damn movie!
Ben writes: You may have read my posting from May 6th about how the Florida Mall on the south end of Orlando is still doing fine. Orlando Fashion Square Mall is the one whose downward spiral I have noticed most closely. I loved that place. This piece in the Sentinel is right up-to-the-minute and is worth a read by anyone who’s been here in Central Florida for a while and remembers some of our landmarks that have been around for many, many years.
Orlando’s Fashion Square is one of America’s many struggling malls, looking to reinvent itself
Source: Orlando’s Fashion Square, one of America’s struggling malls – Orlando Sentinel
It’s a given that the farther we are along life’s path, the more time appears to accelerate. I’m thinking that most of this is a matter of perception. But it still blows ol’ Bulldog’s mind that June 1st is here.
How did we get here so quickly? How is it that 2017 is hurtling by at warp speed? Where does the time go? Where has my life gone?
I know I’m not the lone ranger here; lots of folks who, like me, have survived for six decades or better get into this psychological space with regularity. But still, my head is whirling around and it truly seems like something is terribly wrong in the universe.
I’ll get over it. I’ll most likely be in this space again, though, as we get close to the end of this year. When those year-in-review things begin, I always feel like I’m on some inner precipice, staring into the abyss of time and feeling like I’ll fall over the edge at any moment.
I suppose one strategy to deal with this is to live one’s life in such a way as to make the most of each fleeting moment. And to prioritize our lives so that we spend the most of those finite moments doing the things that matter most. I get it. Doing that each day does not come easily for me, but that is the goal.
Meanwhile, I’d be so grateful if the Chronos and his minions would please, please, oh please just slow the whole damn thing down just a wee bit. Please!