The name alone could very well say it all, and i should have known what to expect when I attended my first Handgun & Hard Liquor Night somewhere outside of Llano, TX over the Memorial Day weekend, but there was no way to properly prepare for just how much good honest country fun it was gonna be.
We cut loose as only good ole boys can, or are willing to do.
In our wake, we left behind hundreds of spent shells & cartridges, several empty bottles of booze, and enough beer cans to make a good bed at the Kerrville Folk Festival. I know. I've slept on such a bed before, seven years ago. It was good sleep, aided, no doubt, by a heavy dose of Old Crow bourbon whiskey.
Cutting loose. Seems to me people get so worked up by our daily lives, are so wound up & balled up tight, that cutting loose is the only way to get any release from the tension of living, working, grinding, struggling to get by. And yes, there are many ways to cut loose. Handgun & Hard Liquor Night isn't for everyone. But if you only cut loose every now and then, only when you've reached the end of your line, however short or long it may be, well, then you're in for trouble.
It's like a rubber band snapping. You get stretched too severely, too fast...then, POP! That's it. The older I get, the fewer friends I have who raise hell the way they once did, when they were in their prime and stomped the earth. It's like Hank Jr said: The hangovers hurt more than they used to. Instead of regular or semi-regular outings to the bar, they stay home.
Nobody wants to get high on the town. No one wants to get drunk and get loud. All my rowdy friends have settled down.
But every now and then, just when it seems the fun's stopped, they'll cut loose. And then pay the price. If you don't keep at something, anything, you lose your knack for it.
Cutting loose is good. Staying loose is better.
Tension's only useful under certain conditions. Physicists and hell-raisers know this.
We cut loose as only good ole boys can, or are willing to do.
In our wake, we left behind hundreds of spent shells & cartridges, several empty bottles of booze, and enough beer cans to make a good bed at the Kerrville Folk Festival. I know. I've slept on such a bed before, seven years ago. It was good sleep, aided, no doubt, by a heavy dose of Old Crow bourbon whiskey.
Cutting loose. Seems to me people get so worked up by our daily lives, are so wound up & balled up tight, that cutting loose is the only way to get any release from the tension of living, working, grinding, struggling to get by. And yes, there are many ways to cut loose. Handgun & Hard Liquor Night isn't for everyone. But if you only cut loose every now and then, only when you've reached the end of your line, however short or long it may be, well, then you're in for trouble.
It's like a rubber band snapping. You get stretched too severely, too fast...then, POP! That's it. The older I get, the fewer friends I have who raise hell the way they once did, when they were in their prime and stomped the earth. It's like Hank Jr said: The hangovers hurt more than they used to. Instead of regular or semi-regular outings to the bar, they stay home.
Nobody wants to get high on the town. No one wants to get drunk and get loud. All my rowdy friends have settled down.
But every now and then, just when it seems the fun's stopped, they'll cut loose. And then pay the price. If you don't keep at something, anything, you lose your knack for it.
Cutting loose is good. Staying loose is better.
Tension's only useful under certain conditions. Physicists and hell-raisers know this.
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