Did I fail to mention that many years ago, in order to make some extra bucks, I was hired on the local circuit as a rodeo clown?
No, not the one that dodges the horns of ferocious bulls after the cowboy gets bucked off "Mr. Ed". Rather, I was the audience clown. Kind of the in-between, between the acts, entertainment portion. Less prestigious and a whole lot safer, I was a horrible depiction of the spine tingling, jaw dropping, and gut wrenching action taking place in the dirt, by the REAL pros.