People who know me irl know that I'm forever going on about how very photogenic I am. Mostly this is very true. However I have discovered the one place where I just can't seem to take a decent picture- atop a mechanical bull at a country western bar. I went last Sunday night to The Colorado Cafe with my friends Pam and Rachel. We took line dancing lessons, drooled over cowboys (this was mostly Pam), rode the bull and sang a God-awful karaoke rendition of Paradise by the Dashboard light (so sorry Meatloaf, really I'm a fan and it was an homage).