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Baxter Black

It was one of those surreal moments in a cowboy’s life that you’ll recall in vivid technicolor years later when you’re living in the senior center trying to balance your checkbook on the TV remote.

Like the time you roped with Fred Whitfield, or got into vet school, or wrote your first alimony check.

I was sitting at the Stockmen’s Casino counter in Elko breaking fast with Rodney discussing our lumps and bumps, when he asked if I had ever tried the Breath of Fire Kundalini.

I responded that I didn’t care for Italian food but I do like jalape