For those of you unfamiliar with the genius that is The Naked Cowboy, allow me to introduce you to the most successful street performer in the history of New York City. 
This guy shows up on 45th St. and Broadway in his whitie-tighties, boots, cowboy hat, and guitar every day. I saw him there in the middle of an NYC winter and during the hot sticky summer. He's there in the rain; he's there in the snow. That's dedication. What does he do, you ask? He plays guitar badly and sings even worse. And people stuff dollars in his boots to take pictures with him. No one knows for sure, but it is estimated that he pulls down near six figures. In his underwear.
Cachinnator-Styled Theme Song:
Now I know what you're thinking... and after that, I'm sure you're also thinking, "Surely this guy is one cool dude who has a healthy sense of humor about what he does." You'd think that. You'd think that he couldn't possibly take himself too seriously. But that's only because you haven't read "The Naked Cowboy's Prayer Book." Unfortunately, you read that correctly. Here's the introduction:
"This book was written by Naked Cowboy in Room 56 of the Royal Motel on September 16th and 17th, 2004 with the complete authorization and divine inspiration of the God I worship."
Yes, he refers to himself in the third person. Of what 'God' does he speak, you ask? I'm not even sure he knows...:
"My concept of God has been all over the map. Frederich Neitzsche had me playing the role of the ‘Superman,’ a godless man of iron controlling everything with no assistance. Ralph Waldo Emerson’s spiritual world of saturating oneself in the miracle of the ‘Universal Soul’ kept me in perfect alignment with the most general spiritual focus. Catholicism has probably given me a lot of my ‘deeper’ – ‘this is right, this is wrong - what’s in and what’s not in’ – nonsense."
But don't worry, he... uh... clarifies:
"This God, this ‘mental construct’ was given’ to me by Jesus Christ. This God will save my life!!! ...I know that Jesus said more than this, however, this relationship, I intend to prove, is enough. I’ve already stated my life’s ‘spiritual quest.’ “Naked Cowboy Dialogue,” another ‘Naked Cowboy Masterpiece,’ details my every desire and expectation."
*Sigh* He's really quite an entertaining guy. And when you're waiting a few hours for an audition, sometimes it's either him or arguing with the "all-white-people-are-going-to-hell-because-black-people-are-the-real-twelve-tribes-of-Israel" Nut Jobs. Yeah... it's a toss-up. But to fully appreciate The Naked Cowboy, you'll really just have to download his magnum opus here and read it yourself. And that's not all the wonderment available at his website, so enjoy!
10 Cachinnations
Wow, I made the "The Cachinnation Alliance" is that like the "Axis of Evil"?
And of all things to write on the eve of your birthday, the naked cowboy seems perfect!
Posted on 5/16/2006
Ahhh...the naked cowboy. You have to admire him - strange as he is. And have you seen that cheerleader guy down in 6th street? Equally as strange, but not nearly as entertaining.
Posted on 5/16/2006
I was privileged to see the Naked Cowboy when in New York. Sadly, my friend wouldn't let us take a photo with him...sigh...just another one of my unfulfilled life goals, I guess...
Posted on 5/16/2006
Hey, I have an idea.
No matter how crazy or weird the subject matter of the post is, let's use it as a springboard to a serious spiritual and doctrinal discussion.
So... seeing this article about the Naked Cowboy really made me think about the deeper implications of the doctrine of justification...
Posted on 5/16/2006
I love that song. It is right up there with "oh lord it's hard to humble"
Posted on 5/16/2006
NYC nuts are more interesting than Chicago nuts. I'm quite envious.
Posted on 5/16/2006
Hate to say it (because it sounds like an endorsement or something) but California nuts got'em both beat. Seriously.
Posted on 5/16/2006
Hammer, I'm afraid you're going to have to back that statement up. Nuttier than Naked Cowboy and the white-people-are-going-to-hell wackos? Come on...
Posted on 5/17/2006
Look. I lived in California for 15 years. I was drowning in the insanity that surrounded me. They parade their nuts through the streets, in broad daylight, by the thousands.
Okay, I tried to find something tame enough to actually link to here. I failed. But I did find a couple of quick links...
WARNING: THE LINKS BELOW CONTAIN FULL FRONTAL NUDITY. SERIOUSLY. AND NOT EVEN ATTRACTIVE FRONTAL NUDITY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Breasts Not Bombs
How Berkeley Can You Be?
And "Naked Cowboy"? What a joke! He ain't naked at all.
The Naked Guy
One of my co-workers went to school at UC Berkeley, and actually had classes with The Naked Guy. Yes, he actually sat in class, completely naked, beside everyone else. And some lucky soul got to sit in that same seat for the next class.
Posted on 5/17/2006
Point taken, Hammer. Well done, sir.
Posted on 5/17/2006