Well,
We're rounding the corner on the month of April, and I made sure to expose myself to Keeneland. Keeneland is an adult playland where for $5 you can watch horses race, young tan women prance around in inappropriately short dresses on rainy, windy days, and lots of men smoke, drink and bet on bigillion dollar race horses. I myself won $9, then lost $6, coming out behind because of the bourbon, but still gratified that I have bet "across the board" on a horse named Evacuation Route. My other choice, Miss Gracie, scratched, the brat...so my days as a gambler were short lived. What it reminds me of is a saying my godmother used to use. She of course, is always good for either a very uplifting mantra, or can squash an awkward teen's self confidence. The gem I recall is "rebecca, you're a better work horse than a show horse." Looking at these women in fantastic small dresses, prancing around in heels and hats despite 20mph winds, driving rain and 40degree temps tells me in a way she is right. I was wearing a scarf, a north face jacket, cowboy boots and pants...and in no aberrant fantasy land was I remotely interested in spraying my beehive with white rain, putting on a silk dress and showing my bare legs. In that respect, I'll prefer the work to the show.
I look forward to the October Keeneland Race...this one to me should be less rainy, less humid and hopefully people have the sense to cover their limbs?
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