Hook 'em Horns

Horns make me happy! I wish I looked a little tougher and more football-like in this picture, but whatcha gonna do. I don't possess much testosterone. I wanted to try out for the Dallas Diamonds once, but Angela reminded me that I'm not that tough and one good hit in the ribs would probably do me in forever. I always wished I could be a wide receiver growing up, but I was too fat back then and I would have been better off being a center or something else that usually benefits from a low center of gravity. As a freshman in high school I was about fifty pounds heavier than I am now, then I lost it all as a sophomore. I guess I could have been a wide receiver that year. But then I gained about half of the weight back in college, and I lost it again when I got my first radio job at a country station in Lincoln, Nebraska and decided I should look hotter if I was going to have a public job. That was also around the time that I was beginning to awaken to the fact that I had been trying to drive northbound my whole life when I was a natural southbounder, I think accepting that freed me from a lot of demons and allowed the extra weight to fall off. Anyway, the weight fluctuation didn't allow for a steady football career so that's why I'm not rough and tough today. I suppose I could fake it with some black eye paint. I do like eye makeup. Anyway, hook 'em horns! Texas, Oklahoma, and spinach dip tomorrow at noon! I'll be in uniform!