• Ramblings

    And Suddenly Everything Is Right

    I finally bought my first proper pair of cowboy boots. I feel like it’s a rite of passage. Five years in Montana, you either get a pair of cowboy boots or a cowboy hat, your pick. Ten years and you get a pick’em’up truck. Fifteen years and you get one of those handlebar mustaches. I wonder if mine will bring out my eyes. Note: I’m not going to link to these boots because the prices are vastly different between sites, and the size inventory seems limited in nearly every instance. If I linked to a site with the best deal today, they may not have your size anyway. They are…