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Friday February 22, 2008
i played in a band one night at teen town ,it was in independance mo, it was ,,,i think on noland road. the guy that owned the band was rick west, his mom opened it in the sixties, it was across from kentucky fried chickin. he wrote a song called nina marie ,he recorded it but it didnt make it, it was a cool song, his mom gave a 45 rpm record to every one that came in to the dance hall, i have lost contact with him. i would like to have one of his records know. and would like to meet him again, i think he still lives in independance mo. can any of you bloggers help me find him. just tell him MIKE is looking for him. ....and at another blog i will fill you in on brewer and shipply. shiplys dad done our book work at trotters philips sixty six station in raytown mo. it was at ninety fith and raytown road. i was invited over to jam with them, shipplys dad sayed they were going to nashville to make a song......and can you believe it was one toke over the line. man did i miss my calling or what. i was to wrapped up in the honky tonks, i left trotters in the heat of the night, i was in a lot of trouble in kansas city and had to get out. well things happen, see ya ~~~~~~cowboy.
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MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL' PLEASE READ TO THE VERY END, IT IS BEAUTIFUL!!! [] [] [] [] [] [] [] [] [] [] [] [] [] 'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL' You say you will never forget where you were when You heard the news On September 11, 2001. Neither will I. I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room With a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I Held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the Peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it Is OK...I am ready to go.' I was with his wife when he called as she fed Breakfast to their children. I held her up as she Tried to understand his words and as she realized He wasn't coming home that night. I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a Woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been Knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. 'Of course I will show you the way home - only Believe in Me now.' I was at the base of the building with the Priest Ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He Heard my voice and answered. I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, With every prayer. I was with the crew as they Were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the Believers there, comforting and assuring them that their Faith has saved them. I was in Texas, Virginia, California, Michigan, Afghanistan. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me? I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew Every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me For the first time on the 86th floor. Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the Smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... This way... Take My hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. But, I was there. I did not place you in the Tower that day. You May not know why, but I do. However, if you were There in that explosive moment in time, would you have Reached for Me? Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey For you. But someday your journey will end. And I Will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may Be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are 'ready to go.' I will be in the stairwell of your final moments. God During the next 60 seconds, stop whatever you are Doing, and take this opportunity. (Literally it Is only 1 minute.) All you have to do is the Following: Stop and think and appreciate God's power In your life, for doing what you know is pleasing to Him. If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the Instructions. Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of Me, I will be Ashamed of you before My Father' If you are not ashamed, copy and send this message...only If you believe. 'Yes, I love my God. He is my Fountain of Life and My Savior. He Keeps me going day and Night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him, I can do Everything. Christ is my strength.'
See Ya~~~~~~~~Cowboy
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Wednesday February 20, 2008
Some new, some old, some to remember. CHINESE PROVERBS
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Man who run in front of car get tired.
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Man who run behind car get exhausted.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Man who walk through airport turnstile sideways going to Bangkok. See ya~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Cowboy
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Man with one chopstick go hungry.
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Man who scratch ass should not bite fingernails.
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Man who eat many prunes get good run for money.
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Baseball is wrong: man with four balls cannot walk. < B> *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Panties not best thing on earth! But next to best thing on earth.
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War does not determine who is right ; war determine who is left.
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Wife who put husband in doghouse soon find him in cat house.
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Man who fight with wife all day get no piece at night.
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It take many nails to build crib, but one screw to fill it.
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Man who drive like hell, bound to get there.
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Man who stand on toilet is high on pot.
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Man who live in glass house should change clothes in basement.
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Man who fish in other man's well often catch crabs.
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Man who fart in church sit in own pew.
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Crowded elevator smell different to midget.
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Grandpa/Grandson
A five-year-old boy and his grandfather are sitting on the front porch together, when grandpa pulled a beer out of the cooler. The little boy asked, 'Grandpa, can I have a beer? Grandpa replied 'Can your pecker touch your ass?
The little boy answered, 'No Grandpa, It's just a little pecker!'Grandpa
said, then you're not man enough to have a beer. A little later Grandpa lit up a cigar. The little boy asked, 'Grandpa, can I have a cigar?'
Once again, Grandpa asked, 'Can your pecker touch you're ass? The little boy answered 'no,' again.
Grandpa said, 'Then you're not man enough to have a cigar.' A little later, the boy came out of the house with some cookies and milk. Grandpa asked, 'Can I have a cookie?' The boy asked, 'Can your pecker touch you're ass?' Grandpa replied, Hell yeah, my pecker can touch my ass!'
The boy replied, then go fuck yourself! Grandma made these for me.'
I don't care what you say this here is Funny lol lol lol..hahahehe!!!see ya ~~~~~~~~~~~ Cowboy
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Sunday February 17, 2008
i am goining for an mri next week, seems the doc, says i have a problem in my neck. we will see, my middle finger dont know what to do , it clicks on the rigtht click when i dont wnt it to. and it messes ut the computer. and i have to call indian to help me. ..dont know what i would do with out her. you all have a great night,I WILL GET BETTER. god bless you all.see ya ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~cowboy. | | Posted by cowboy at 8:46 PM - | |
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