One of the best things about AFA this year was that I got to cross something off the “List of Things to Do Before I Die.” Oh yeah, I rode the mechanical bull. It was at some bar on Bourbon Street, and when I saw it, I swear it was surrounded by a white light and angels were singing. Truly a blessed moment. I knew it would be mine! Mu ha ha ha! All the people who went before me were drunk girls with their clothes falling off. (i.e, a real crowd pleaser) Me on the other hand, I was totally sober and making a strategy the whole time. Sure enough, that bull was mine, at least for a good 30 seconds. The whole bar was cheering for me. Awesome.