I’m from the Midwest, a strange place where you can usually find at least one person in your field of vision dressed as a cowboy.  Admittedly, a few are employed as such, but most times not.  Just once, I’d like to see another mythic figure walkin’ around, like a samurai, La Llorona or Babe Ruth, but at least the ten-gallon hats and pearl buttons lead us to a qualitative assessment of the fictional cowboy and also today’s train to San Antone query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) doesn’t remember the guy’s name, but some people call him Maurice, asksing: Who’s the root’nest, toot’nest Fictional Cowboy of all, yeehah?

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Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.

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  1. Daniel Langsdale on

    Today my answer will be Sheriff Walt Longmire. He shows that you can carry the cowboy tradition into a modern setting. Ask me tomorrow, and I may tell you different.

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