Friday night my friends Jason and Heidi hosted a “cowboy party”, which involved dressing up in all the cowboy gear you could muster, and walking into a room with The Magnificent Seven on the TV, and Johnny Cash on the stereo. Some people really pulled off the cowboy thing well, especially David (who made his own hat and belt buckle out of card stock and aluminum foil) and Will (whose family has a ranch in Texas, natch).

I, on the other hand, looked like some sort of psychedelic 70s cowboy acid nightmare. I didn’t have an actual cowboy shirt, so I went with this paisley polyester thing I had, which when combined with my hot new spinner belt buckle and borrowed hat made me look like a demented rodeo clown. However, I did do well in the spitting competition and was able to get a cherry pit into a spitoon from about 10 feet away. Several times, in fact.

The hot photoshop jobs in the gallery were all Jason’s… very nice work!