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If you come first, the judges were biased. If you come last, you suck at riding. If you use a crop, you’re abusing your horse. If you don’t use a crop, you’re letting them take advantage of you. If you let an inexperienced rider ride your horse, you’re ruining it. If you let an experienced rider ride your horse, they’re doing all the training for you. If you jump high, you’re a showoff. If you jump low, you can’t ride. If you support racing, you support animal abuse. If you don’t, you’re a tree hugger who doesnt know what they’re talking about. If you wear expensive breeches, you’re a snob. If you wear cheap breeches, you’re nobody. If you buy a lot of tack for your horse, you’re spoiled. If you don’t, you don’t deserve them. If you discipline your horse, you’re abusive. If you don’t, you’re soft. Someone is always going to disagree with you. Don’t let it matter.

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You know, funny story: There’s this craft store called Michaels. Look, my sister knits, and she goes to Michaels. So my sister called me and she’s like, “Oh my god, I’m at Michaels, picking up yarn. You have a poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “What?” She’s like, “There’s a poster, there’s a Falcon poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “Holy s**t!” She’s like, “I’m gonna come and pick you up, and we’re gonna see your poster in this store.” So she picks me up and we go to Michaels.

We go in, and I see the poster and I’m like, “Oh, this is….” She’s like, “I know, I know.” I said, “I’m gonna sign these posters.” I was like, “That would be amazing, you buy a poster and it’s like, actually signed by the Falcon.” Like, it would blow my mind. So I go to the front, I buy a Sharpie, I run back to the back of the store. And she’s like, “I’m gonna take a picture of you signing it.”

I’m in this store and I’m signing all the posters. The manager comes out, he’s like, “Hey, whatcha doing?” I was like, “Oh man, I’m signing these posters so when people buy ‘em, they’re signed.” He’s like, “Well, people are not gonna buy ‘em if they’re signed.” And I was like, “No, no, no, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a problem.” And he goes, “Yeah, but it is gonna be a problem, you’re messin’ up my inventory.” And I’m like, “No, my man, trust me. I mean, I’m the Falcon, that’s me!” And he goes, “Yeah, right. You’re gonna buy those posters.” I said, “What?” He’s like, “You’re gonna buy all those posters or I’m gonna call the police.”

He rolls up all the posters and goes to the front of the store. And I had to buy like 60 Falcon posters that I signed in Michaels.

-Anthony Mackie getting in trouble for signing his posters at a Micheals  (x) 

Anthony Mackie is a gift to all mankind. 

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anybody think the manager would have reacted this way to RDJ? ‘Cause I’m going with a no.

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You know, this could have all be avoided if he’d actually asked permission to sign the inventory instead of just arbitrarily signing it. Seriously. Technically, he vandalized inventory. Just because it’s a poster with you on it, doesn’t mean it’s yours to do with whatever you want (whether you’re Anthony Mackie or RDJ). Probably wouldn’t have been a problem at all if he’d gone to the manager and asked ahead of time. He probably wouldn’t have even had to buy a sharpie. 

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The Day of the Horse (by Kerri-Jo)

Wool Collars
“The Turkmens are superstitious, and protect themselves and their horses from evil spirits. In Turkmenistan every horse has an “Alaja” around their neck. An alaja is a braided wool cord, made of brown camel hair and white, black, and red dyed Karakul sheep hair. In the case where a horse is injured or sick, they attach a small triangle sewn with ‘omens’ to help ward evil spirits away. This could be an ‘evil eye’ bead, some herbs, a stone, charm, etc. Alajas are very pretty, and come in all shapes and sizes. The more intricate bands, often woven like a carpet, are used as prizes… given to the winning jockey of a race, or more recently, the champion of an Akhal-Teke beauty contest.” ~ www.akhal-teke.org/

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