Woe is me.

Yesterday was the start of the best 3-day celebration of the entire year, the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo Cook Off. Some of you may remember my drunken posts from last year, some of you were there and got to see me acting like a drunken hillbilly. Cook off is the best!

I've had people that thought the rodeo and cook off was just a bunch of dumb Texans riding cows and I've converted them into full believers. The cook off really is my absolute favorite time of year. For Houstonians it's a right of passage, one that I have been partaking in since I can remember.

Until this year, I had only missed the cook off once, I'm what you call hardcore.

I know some of you are thinking, 'what is so great about this cook off?' Well, imagine 3 days of free food, free drinks (and I'm not talking about cheap beer here), tons of other drunk people and carnival rides! It's amazing.

I'm so sad that I can't go this year, honestly I'm scared because I haven't really drank since my surgery but you can bet your ass that next year I'll be there at the top of the giant slide feeling like I'm spinning while I'm standing still and bitching that they didn't let me bring my crown and coke with me on the ride.