Last night I was a horse. Twice. That is not a typo. Luckily, I did not have to dress up in one of those horse suits where I could possibly get stuck being a horse’s ass.
It happened like this – we went to a fund raising event. It was one of those Night at the Races things. I had been to one years ago and they used films back then for the races. Ah, well it seems the Knights of Columbus are more into the whole interactive experience.
So there I am, sitting and minding my own business, when one of the guys running it passes by our table and asks me if I want to be a horse. I’m not quite sure he actually said, “Hey, you look like you’d make a good horse! Get up there,” but we’ll go with that version.
Did any of you watch that show Romper Room when you were kids? Remember they had those horses on a pole and used to race around to some song? “Oh, come with us and gallop….” It was a pole with a horse’s head. That’s what I had last night.
There were 8 horses per race. There was a grid drawn on the floor and horses moved based on dice. I came in dead last both times. It wasn’t bad enough the first time. Oh, no. Being a loser once just wasn’t good enough.
There was someone there with a video camera. If that thing ends up on YouTube, there’s going to be trouble….