war

I just saw a quote at the beginning of the hurt locker movie It said:  War is a drug.

Goodbye....Paris

My trip to Paris was real.  Real in the fact that I rather enjoyed it.  I thought that it would just be a place full of "babe's who don't shave their pits", but I found that I could actually create.  Now I didn't create a Van Gough or a Mona Lisa, but I did create more than I had in mind.  I hate to say it but I started my trip to Paris with a bang, but then I got distracted by all the sites around me and my creating wasn't as successful.  I hope that you get the chance to go to Paris, but clear you mind and create things, who knows you might be the next big thing.  Goodbye....Paris, I hope to see you again.

Baxter Black

The link can be found under the links section.


 This is a line out of "Legacy of a rodeo man" by baxter black

In the seconds that tick slowly 'til he climbs upon his back
Each rider faces down the fear that makes his mouth go slack
And cuts his guts to ribbons and gives his tongue a coat
He swallows back the panic gorge that's risin' in his throat


I am jealous about this whole poem, but this line stands out because It describes the fear of riding a bull.  but that is not it, he even made the poem rhyme which is something that I find very difficult to do. 

kwitcherbellyaching

My toes are cold, my ears are frozen, my breath turns to ice in the air.  If I told you all off this you would probably agree with me, but if you told me this, you will sometimes hear me say "Kwitcherbellyaching", because I just happen to like the cold. Weird, right.