The Texas Rodeo in Houston was just a few weeks back. Cowboy hats, mullets, turquoise-colored boots, wranglers: it's a whole culture that I just don't know. But god bless 'em: lots of people do, and more power to 'em. My brother attended the ro-de-oh, and sent this photo in. Look closely. That there's live chickens in the front, and the backdrop highlights each step of the live chicken to cold storage process: the welcome (that guy looks like the welcomer at WalMart), the sedation (does this mean they gas 'em here?), the picker (plucking?), evisceration (my favorite: look at the lucky guy who works at this station), the ice bath, packaging and finally, cold storage.
Evidently, this wonderful display was adjacent to the children's petting zoo. Nice.
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Actually, it was smack dab in the middle of the kid's area. You should have seen the SPAM exhibit, had a bunch of racoons, mutant pigs, squirrels, llamas, and rabbits. Diagram was a bit shorer too, all of them get grinded up and squirted into a can - no ice bath, no happy eviscimerator, no truck.
As for the actual rodeo portion of the day, we watched about 20 minutes of it, then walked around for 2 hours, and left before Clint Black came out on his horse and proceded to play on a rotating stage "we heard about it from the Ja'mlaws who were forced to stick it out.
Conclusion = Houston Sucks.
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