Lights, Action, Cowboys?

Now this is a story to rope you in. I hope so, anyway. It all started with "Howdy ma'am."

"Howdy ma'am," said cowboy #1 in the really big hat. "Howdy ma'am," said cowboy #2 in the flashy rhinestone shirt.

And while they were howdying me and ma'aming me (to death), I'm thinking to myself, where the heck am I?

I mean, the last time I did a reality check, I was sure I was walking down Broadway. I was not, I REPEAT NOT, on the Ponderosa or at Disneyland. 

As a matter of fact, I was out solo for the monthly art walk, minding my own business. Honest, ma'am. Honest.

It wasn't until I saw the strobes and the limos and this other really tall cowboy #3, looking like he had just shot 20 bad guys, went to a saloon, belted a few, and was back to shoot some more - that I finally realized where I was.

I had wandered onto the red carpet in front of the Million Dollar Theater where the 40th anniversary of the cowboy movie, The Wild Bunch was taking place. Yippee or not. I was in cowboy land, PR-studded bliss. Downtown's answer to bringing premieres back to where they had happened long ago. 

And being a "cowgirl" at heart (okay, and a starlet, too), I decided it was my chance to play along. Get caught up in the action. Live the dream. Suck it all up. 

I mean, wouldn't you? This is Hollywood, my friend, and you never know when you'll get discovered. Plus, it's good for your imagination.

So I yelled at cowboy #3, at the top of my lungs, "Oh cowboy, I just have to take your picture." Believing by this time that he was real and maybe even a little sexy.

"Okay, ma'am." he yelled back.

"Just call me Nancy, or Annie Oakley, if you want." Not one to miss a beat, he said, "Sure, Annie, I like the way you use a gun," as he pointed to my camera.

I laughed. My most charming laugh. 

Then I took his picture which you see above. I couldn't get him to smile though and I didn't know why until.......the very real bouncer came and asked me to leave the tall cowboy, the land, and the premiere. 

You see, cowboy #3 knew what I didn't. I hadn't been invited and they were coming to get me. 

So much for playing along and using your imagination.

Comments

[Vicky DeCoster]

Yeehaw. I love his jacket, expression, and the story.

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Hilarious, Nancy (or, should I say, Annie?)! The guy above looks like he's straight out of Central Casting. This is an amazing coincidence, but the first date I had with my late husband WAS 40 years ago (1969), in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see the just-released movie, Sam Peckinpah's The Wild Bunch...! LindaJay