Taking a detour off the dusty old trail today. The Missus
promises more on the bovine hide in the next post.
Some of you varmints may be wondering how we, here
in the Legendary Leather household, come up with some of
the alias names we use in our blog. Others may not realize
how mind-boggling it can be to identify a person by their
personality and presence in a western sort of way.
I must admit that the easiest ones by far are those who have
a SASS (Single Action Shooting Society) alias already established.
Jed Irons, Tupelo Flash, Sinistral Kid, and Blademan (Mr. Legendary
Leather himself) have all made an appearance here in the blog.
But how about those friends, family members, neighbors, and kindly
customers who have no connection to the old west? How do
we go about giving them an alias here in our blog?
Take "Mr. Wild Game Hunter" for instance. He's an uncle to the
Missus and an avid deer hunter . . . hence the name.
How about "The Dakota Kid"? Kindly neighbor who generously
donated to Mr. Legendary Leather's antler stash . . .
originally from Sioux Falls, South Dakota.
"Mr. Hot Tamale" from New Mexico was a stretch, but
still well loved. He can never get enough of the family's
homemade tamales every Christmas.
And how about "Frontier Rose"? Special friend and coworker
of the Missus from her Disneyland days working in Frontierland.
That one came a bit easier than others.
I'm supposin' that some of you varmints can now put your minds at ease
knowing that if you should someday make an appearance in the
Legendary Leather blog, your name will be changed to protect
the guilty . . . . uhm . . . er . . . I mean, the innocent.
