Sunday, September 20, 2026

The Time of Cowboys: A Brief Amateur History of the American Wild West

Sometime vaguely in the 19th century after Lewis and Clark hitchhiked their way across the 'Land Pond' as they say in jolly ol' England, America decided that it was so bursting with flavor that it needed to take over the world. To this end, the geniuses in Marketing invented the Cowboy. 

Here was a rough and tumble sack of trouble with scruff and brawn that would tame the vast plains and prairies in spite of people already living there in a thriving ecosystem.

Yes, the cowboy. A man with the freedom to die for anything and by anything. Shooting his gun. Pew Pew. Get the bad guy and then I'm your huckleberry. His powers were many. Horse, gun, hat, lasso, spurs, bandanna, The West Texas Town of El Paso, and the Town of Agua Fria. But like any good historian, we must ask the question: "what puts the cow in cowboy?"

The cow in cowboy comes from the cows. If you can believe it, cows can't just be fine on their own. You've gotta get a feller on his horse to run around and say "HYAH!" and "GET ALONG" and just run em around and kick up a big cloud of dust. It soothes them so. Probably makes the meat taste better too I guess. Cowboys don't work with dairy cows. That's the for softies up in New England. Western cowboys are only interested in thick slabs of beef and making a bunch of cattle stand in a space as if to say, "Yep. That's mine right there. You stay where you are, Kemosabe."

But between running the cows around, the cowboys would also have to sneak around and have adventures and keep their rodeo counts up. Cowboys hated having a low rodeo count so much that they popularized the phrase, "it's not my first rodeo". But really, rodeos were just to hang out with clowns. The whole endeavor was quickly discovered to be ridiculous but by then they were all too invested and embarrassed so they kept doing it for decades until the resale value on their britches and boots went up enough.

At its core, the only profitable venture for Cowboys was the Pony Express. They successfully delivered all of America's mail until the invention of email. Only the fastest horses could compete with the speeds of early Internet connections. Sadly, horses could not get any faster because Henry Ford invented the Model T which put a stop to making horses faster despite all automobiles depending on their power. 

Today all cowboys have moved on to crypto. Many are calling it the Wild West of the World Wibe Western Web. or WWWWW for short. People said 'wub wub wub wub wub' so much that it invented the genre of dubstep which later evolved into its perfect evolution: grime step. 

a million dollars John, I told you, a million dollars, John!

However, even the internet has made everything bad, an unlikely corner of society has continued on the tradition of the bond between horse and human: horse girls. This powerful faction has taken up the mantle and may one day complete the promise of cowboys by creating functional Centaurs that live in the magic wood and give advice to destined teenagers and single mothers who have lost their way.

Dang I keep forgetting to check when my car inspection is due. I think it's this month but maybe it's October. 

Oh nice it is October.

I hope you learned a lot. Be sure to read Crab's revisionist history of the Cowboys in the comments. He'll probably go in on my careless omission of the Dallas Cowboys. Try to claim that everything we know about Cowboys is just lore made up by the football team. It's like that scene in Goodwill Hunting. You know the one.

Friday, September 18, 2026

Coaching Assessment for the Week

 Overall: Pretty Good

Highlights:

-good programming for the competition team. Came up with a good power endurance workout. Ran 2 good end-of-practice workout. Supported the kids well. 

-did a fun icebreaker activity with the training team. good one-on-one interactions.

-confronted a club kid who was teasing some of the other kids. handled it well

-did a good job being flexible with different club groups and changing the schedule to keep them engaged


Improvements:

-woke up feeling low energy today. had some trouble feeling "on" at practice. If I want to be a great coach I should aim to be more inspired at practice and have something important to share. It wasn't a failure of a day but I didn't find my own programming that fun for club. Feels like I'm still trying to get a handle on a lot of the club groups.

-With the Training Team and Comp Team it feels like I can give more and there's more back-and-forth. Largely because they're older and I've known them for longer and they can do more with their climbing but I really want to make Club as good as possible. They're the future.

-I felt like I had a good streak of fun club practices going and this one was a little below the mark so I'll use that as motivation to make something good for next week.

Thursday, September 17, 2026

this fella's name is little exertion

 


Little Exertion is a lion type creature. He's got one good eye and the other is an X. He's got a circular mouth with teeth all the way around it like a certain type of worm or leech. His stats are pretty okay. I don't know what they go to but the 7 seems good, right?

Little Exertion's power is Bite and Being Raspy. They normally roam around in packs. It's unclear if all of his kind are missing an eye or if that's unique to Little Exertion. 

Wednesday, September 16, 2026

 On the one hand,

to look up at the night sky and wonder...


whoa

wait.


I just looked out the window as I was writing this and the moon is like blood red. This is crazy. Like a deep orange-red waxing crescent.

Now I'm scared.

I was gonna talk about how I think it's a little bit beautiful and a little bit dumb to wonder about life on other planets but then I looked at the moon and got spooked.

I don't think I've ever seen the Moon look like that.


Update: I stood up to get a better look and it turns out the specific window I was looking out has like an insulation leak so it's all foggy and cloudy like and that was making the Moon look red. Out of my good window it's just like a regular yellow moon.

Anyway thank you for going on this journey with me. I hope you got as much out of it as I did. 

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

here's the sequence

if you can be anything, be the best

if you can't be the best, be tragic

if you can't be tragic, be the change

if you can't be the change, be righteous

if you can't be righteous, be kind

if you can't be kind, be the fool

if you can't be the fool, be quiet

if you can't be quiet, be sincere

if you can't be sincere, be interesting

if you can't be interesting, be aware

if you can't be aware, hope someone comes from you

Monday, September 14, 2026

being of two minds. a continuation of my series thinking about numbers

 Human people sometimes say "I'm of two minds about such and such."

To which I say, why not more?

Why not be of three, fourteen, eighty-one minds about the matter. The more minds the better. 

the more mind cooks in the mind kitchen the deeper the borscht

The type of indecision I can't stand is when someone is trying to choose between two options that will both result in good outcomes and yet the person can't decide because accepting one good outcome means giving up the other.

Greed. Absolute biblical greed.

That you would have one fist clenched around fine spaghetti and the other chocolate eclairs and bemoan your fate for to shove one down your gullet is to deprive your maw of the other.

I'm of two minds about it.

Well then let the minds fight and to the victor go the spoils. Surely the minds are not equal.

I can't decide.

Then you lack will. That's all it is. It's nothing to draw attention to. It's not a topic of conversation. Oh my hands are like plastic grocery bags and everything I try to pick up and hold falls to the ground.

Do you have hands? Then use them. If you don't have hands then grow some hands.

In short, be decisive or be colossally indecisive. A towering monument of air.

Sunday, September 13, 2026