<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:39:32.603-06:00</updated><category term='CHECK OUT THE NEW STUFF'/><title type='text'>Cowboy Colby</title><subtitle type='html'>Mid 30's, married man, looking for the amreican dream and still believing its out there.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-5936776723914076815</id><published>2008-07-24T05:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:09:14.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>99</title><content type='html'>99.Almost there.Well, I haven’t been on in a while. I got a new promotion at work, and I have been busy as hell. We also moved the same weekend. Last night I finally got the Internet hooked up. I felt like a true hero after that. It was a bitch, but I prevailed. At first, I was installing the software to get the DSL going. Guess what? That’s right. It would register the modem. I could see it was getting out to the Internet, but it wouldn’t get to the PC. So I call our buddies in India. Finally when I get someone on the phone, my wife decides that she, and the girls are leaving. So little man, and I are there alone. He is in his high chair eating his supper. Actually he is squishing it, throwing it on the phone, and I am trying to talk to someone that can barely speak English, and has a strong accent. I felt like I was going to have to pull all my hair out. Victory was mine, and after talking to two people from our non-cow eating brothers, they finally registered my modem manually. We had access to the free world again. Free to blog and look and naked people. Which I did none of last night. As soon as we had connection I got off there, and played with Lil Man. There was no way he was going to let me surf the Web. So I wasn’t even going to try. We had a blast playing with his planes, and new little basketball goal. I am quite grateful that I was frustrated, and didn’t waste time on the web last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above was written on the 15th of these month. You can tell by the amount of time in between post, and finishing this post I haven't had much time to post. I finally got my air card from work. So now I will be able to post while riding the train to work. Yes folks I am a commuter now. It is quite relaxing not having to deal with the traffic. It is saving me a lot of money at the time also. Tammy takes me to the train station in the mornings. I park my car at the station by work, and drive it in from there. I have put $20 in gas in two weeks, and it looks like I won't have to put more in for 2 more weeks. The train station is only 3 miles from my work. There are a lot of people riding the train these days. Gas prices are kicking everybodys asses right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am going to work on my hundred post. Hopefully I will have it up in the next few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there, and BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-5936776723914076815?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/5936776723914076815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=5936776723914076815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5936776723914076815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5936776723914076815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/07/99.html' title='99'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-7809996122633240151</id><published>2008-06-09T10:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:58:03.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>POST #98 ALMOST 100</title><content type='html'>We are getting close to the milestone of 100 post. I thought I was there today, but it counts drafts also that I have not published yet. So 2 more to go after today. In my 100Th post I will go over everything from the beginning to the 100Th post. Summarized of course. Stay tuned for the exciting post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was pretty good. Worked Friday night, and went out with the boys after work for a couple of hours. Met up with &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; and Timmy. It was good to hang out for a little bit, and get caught up on what has been going on. Shumpy just moved into his own apartment. Yes people I said Shumpy has his own place. Not bad for a 36 year old to finally be on his own for the first time. No he hasn't always lived with mommy and daddy (there were times in between though he did), but he has never had his own place with out any roommates. I am proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday got up and messed around the house. Then we took my mom out for her birthday for lunch. We came home, and put LIl Man down for a nap, and I worked on the wife's car. Then played with Lil Man when he got up. I worked Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went and watched &lt;a href="http://www.youdontmesswiththezohan.com/"&gt;Zohan&lt;/a&gt;. It was pretty funny. You have to like Adam Sandler to like the movie though. I LMAO though. After that I went over to BC's to help him work on the play house/fort he got for his kids. Whoever writes the instruction Manuels for that shit though should be shot. I am pretty mechanical, and those instructions were FUBAR'ed. We got most of it done though. After that we went to eat with the M-I-L. Yes we went to &lt;a href="http://www.texasroadhouse.com/"&gt;Texas Roadhouse&lt;/a&gt; again. You all know me though I am never going to pass up a free meal. My grandparents came over after that to spend some time with us, and chat. It was good to spend time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about all for the weekend wrap up. Stay tuned to hit 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-7809996122633240151?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/7809996122633240151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=7809996122633240151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/7809996122633240151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/7809996122633240151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/06/post-97-almost-100.html' title='POST #98 ALMOST 100'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-569541745443191965</id><published>2008-06-04T08:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:06:10.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE SEX AND THE CITY</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't go to see it. I work in a Movie Tavern that has a full bar, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; menu. This is my second job. Needless to say, this movie brings out the worst in women. They think because the girls in this movie are all hot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;totty&lt;/span&gt;, that means they can be royal bitches. The women who have been going to this movie have been showing their asses extremely. I really wanted to punch one of the women last night. Her food did not come out when she expected it to. I told her I would check on it, and she tells me "You better, and hurry up." I don't even let my wife talk to me this way. The only thing that kept me from punching this fat whore out was if I did there would be one less person in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;theater&lt;/span&gt; to help with these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pretentious&lt;/span&gt; wanna be New Yorker Bitches. I try like hell not to work this movie. Every woman is on her own tab, and most don't tip worth a shit, if at all. I can not wait until the day we are not showing this fucking movie anymore. This movie is really making me ask the question "Is the money worth working here, and not being able to spend the time with my family?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressing to my next topic. For all you cheap assholes out there. Yes waiters, and waitresses get an hourly wage. A whole $2.13 an hour. They are working for tips. This is where they make their dealing with your needy asses. So yes you need to tip. This is how they make money. So when your tab is $8.98, don't just leave a ten dollar bill. 15% of $9.00 is $1.35. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Remember&lt;/span&gt; this is what the guy who is bringing your food, and drinks (that you are not watching being prepared) is working for. Don't be a turd, and tip less than 15%. You all work for wages, and waiters work for tips. Nobody does it because they love it, and don't need the money. They have to deal with too many pompous assholes to make that statement true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL. Death to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SATC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-569541745443191965?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/569541745443191965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=569541745443191965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/569541745443191965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/569541745443191965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-hate-sex-and-city.html' title='I HATE SEX AND THE CITY'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-4844437391401182698</id><published>2008-05-28T09:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:12:32.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE AFTER THE HOLIDAY.</title><content type='html'>Man it sure was nice having two days off in a row. I didn't have to work at either job Sunday or Monday. It was wonderful spending time with the family, and not having to work either of those two days. Sunday we had a cook out at the house with my family. I even went to Bingo with Tammy. We didn't win shit. So it will be another year before I go to Bingo again. Monday my BIL had a cook out. We played horse shoes, and washers. We had a good time. One of the first times we didn't drink on this holiday. All in all though it was a real good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that sucks is that we didn't go on our canoeing trip this year again. There on some good pics of old trips on &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/snapdetails.asp?Directory=AnnualCanoeTrip"&gt;Shump's Site&lt;/a&gt;. I miss those times. It is just too much for all of us to get together like that with all the kids, and things going on in our life's. We had some wild and crazy times doing that annual trip every year though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody had a good Memorial Day Weekend. Let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-4844437391401182698?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/4844437391401182698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=4844437391401182698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4844437391401182698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4844437391401182698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-after-holiday.html' title='LIFE AFTER THE HOLIDAY.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-2973461235371821918</id><published>2008-05-24T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:39:31.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of the weekend</title><content type='html'>Worked sucked at my first job yesterday. I just couldn't get motivated. I also fell into the dream world where I thought I was going to get off work early so I could spend sometime with Lil Man. As true as always, you should not plan to get off work early at my main job, because as soon as you do something will happen, and you are stuck at work until the original time you were suppose to get off. We had a customer that was having some testing done next week, and had to get some tests done at our facility before they could go to the test site with a base line on their trucks. Well the first two trucks went as planned, but the last one had problems. The customer is a pretty big customer with other dealers, but not one of ours. We are just the only facility around that can provide some of the tests that needed to be done. Well they were up in a big roar about how the truck had to be done, but we were waiting on some numbers to come back from CAT. There were all kind of people calling, jumping through hoops to get this last truck done. Finally at the last minute we got what we wanted. Actually some people had to come in today to finish it. The morale to the story is don't plan to get off early. Just seize the opprotunity when it comes up, and you might get off early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody have a good Memorial Day Weekend, and pray for our troops. Especailly for the ones that have fallen so we can have our freedoms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-2973461235371821918?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/2973461235371821918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=2973461235371821918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/2973461235371821918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/2973461235371821918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/start-of-weekend.html' title='Start of the weekend'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6388402212681153583</id><published>2008-05-23T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:14:07.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO HOO</title><content type='html'>The Stars lost. Oh well, just a few more months and the Cowboys will be playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working these two jobs is killing me. I am tired as shit. Hopefully I won't have to do it too long. I will make it through the summer, but that is about it. The extra money is nice though. I hate the time it takes away from the Lil' Man and me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have any big plans for this weekend. Just cooking out at Mom's on Sunday, and then going over to my BIL's Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day--"The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Taylor&lt;br /&gt;British movie actress (1932 - ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a true statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody has a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6388402212681153583?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6388402212681153583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6388402212681153583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6388402212681153583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6388402212681153583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/boo-hoo.html' title='BOO HOO'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-4609738860154450800</id><published>2008-05-19T13:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:01:46.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GO STARS</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/nhl/playoffs"&gt;STARS&lt;/a&gt; won again Saturday. Makes the series 3-2 Wings favor. I was reading the last time a team came back from a 3-0 deficit was 33 years ago, and the time before that was 33 years. Do you see a pattern here? Let's hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work went alright this weekend. I didn't make much on Friday night, but Saturday made up for it. It is getting easier every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went, and watched &lt;a href="http://ironmanmovie.marvel.com/"&gt;Ironman&lt;/a&gt; Sunday with the kids. It was pretty good. The Softball Queen fell asleep during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really didn't do much else this weekend. I did get to take an hour long nap with the little one Saturday. I miss naps. He gets to take one every day. Man what a life. Eat, play, sleep, and repeat. He doesn't know how good he has it. He does enjoy it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do the front wheel bearings on my Cheapokee tonight (pics coming later). I am going to try and get that done before the Stars start playing, but I might have to listen to it on the radio until I get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody had a good weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-4609738860154450800?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/4609738860154450800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=4609738860154450800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4609738860154450800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4609738860154450800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/go-stars.html' title='GO STARS'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-9683031027378425</id><published>2008-05-16T13:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:36:16.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JERRY FINALLY TELLS</title><content type='html'>Yes Jerry Jones has finally set the prices for the seats in the new stadium. You can read it here &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/graphics/0508/stadium/"&gt;Prices&lt;/a&gt;. They are not too bad. The only catch is being able to get a set. I think I am going to try and talk BC into trying to go in with me on season tickets, but we will have to see how things are going by August, which possiblly will be too late. I have been waiting forever for these, and I am broke as hell right now. Damn the Man! One day I will have season tickets to the greatest team ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share the news. Y'all have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-9683031027378425?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/9683031027378425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=9683031027378425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/9683031027378425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/9683031027378425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/jerry-finally-tells.html' title='JERRY FINALLY TELLS'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6393292813517189681</id><published>2008-05-15T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:18:17.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VALIDATED</title><content type='html'>Yes, that is right. I am validated at my second job now so I will be making money for me, and not my trainers. I had really good trainers, but when you got a new guy to do all the work, why not let them. I took last night and tonight off work. I am scheduled for Friday, Saturday, and next Tuesday &amp;amp; Thursday. Not too bad. I sure could use the extra cash. Especially, since Tammy wants to move out of Mom &amp;amp; Dad's. The only thing bad about work is that they already screwed up my schedule. They scheduled me to come in work @ 2:30pm, but I am at my permanent job then. I got it squared away. It just cracks me up, because they had me fill out a sheet saying when I was available. I don't think they looked at it when they made the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other news. I have been debating this for a long time. We are in the process of adopting a child. I will call him Little One on this blog. I won't go into details about the adoption, but from time to time you will read about the things he does on this blog with us. I have been telling stories that involved him, and haven't mentioned him due to worrying about the adoption case. I am not worried about the adoption case, I just felt guilty about not mentioning him in the stories. So from now on when I am talking about what the family is doing he is going to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://stars.nhl.com/"&gt;STARS&lt;/a&gt; pulled one out of their asses last night, and got a win. At least they won't have been swept. I hope they win the next three games, but Detroit is a tough team. We will see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really going on. Saw a lot of good HNT out there today. I know I didn't put the link, but you can go to &lt;a href="http://shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy's site&lt;/a&gt;, and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get back to work. Yell at y'all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6393292813517189681?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6393292813517189681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6393292813517189681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6393292813517189681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6393292813517189681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/validated.html' title='VALIDATED'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-3295931380104073743</id><published>2008-05-12T18:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:00:02.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHECK OUT THE DALLAS COWBOY NEWS UPDATES</title><content type='html'>I have added a new feature to this little blog of mine. Yes go figure. It displays current news on the Dallas Cowboys. I am just becoming a blog guru more and more everyday. I can't wait for football season to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-3295931380104073743?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/3295931380104073743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=3295931380104073743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/3295931380104073743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/3295931380104073743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-out-dallas-cowboy-news-updates.html' title='CHECK OUT THE DALLAS COWBOY NEWS UPDATES'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6277497958912668732</id><published>2008-05-12T10:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T10:23:11.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well the weekend went well. I worked Friday, and Saturday at the second job. My training is almost over. It is not as hard as I thought it would be. I actually enjoy it. I had Sunday and Monday off at the second job. So it was nice to relax with the family yesterday for Mother's Day. We were going to go to the movies, but the teenagers could not get ready on time so we just took Tammy to lunch yesterday. Then she went and played bingo. She didn't win, but Friday night she won nearly $400.00 so that was cool, and really helped out. Saturday we ate breakfeast with the family at the &lt;a href="http://www.dixiehousecafe.com/euless.html"&gt;Dixie House Cafe&lt;/a&gt;. The kids love it there. The waitresses spoil us. They all know us. After that I had to go to work. Tammy spent the day with her sister shopping, and garage saleing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I validate on Tuesday at my second job. Which is good, because after that I start getting all the tips. I am ready for some cash on hand. It is a cool place to work. It gets a little hetic at times, but all in all not to shabby of a place to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://stars.nhl.com/index.html"&gt;Stars&lt;/a&gt; lost again this weekend. Tonight's game is very important for us to win. We need to try and take some wind out the Wings. I am hopeing they can pull this won out. At least I will be able to watch the game tonight on TV. Me and the little will get to watch it together tonight. I can't wait to take him to his first sporting event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get back to posting pics on this site, but I am just getting where I am posting semi-regularly. I have a lot of pics to post so I will try and work on that later when I can get the PC at home to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Dudes, and Dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO STARS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6277497958912668732?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6277497958912668732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6277497958912668732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6277497958912668732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6277497958912668732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-weekend.html' title='Good Weekend'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6220184635033249409</id><published>2008-05-09T12:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:49:10.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 JOB THING</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am working a second job now. Picked up a waiting job to make some extra cash. I am still in training right now, but next week they let me go on my own. That will be nice. I need the cash on hand tips to make it right now. We are trying to get out of mom and dad's house here pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://stars.nhl.com/index.html"&gt;Stars&lt;/a&gt; lost last night. They got there asses handed to them. I was working, but we had it up on a couple of places, and every time I looked up the &lt;a href="http://redwings.nhl.com/"&gt;Wings&lt;/a&gt; scored another 2 goals. I saw when introductions were happening. Then I look up, and the score is 2-0 &lt;a href="http://redwings.nhl.com/"&gt;Wings&lt;/a&gt;. What the hell. Start working again. Then BAM 4-0. WTF? Finally I look up and the &lt;a href="http://stars.nhl.com/index.html"&gt;Stars&lt;/a&gt; have scored one goal. Lastly I look up and the game is over. Man I know that the &lt;a href="http://redwings.nhl.com/"&gt;Wings&lt;/a&gt; are hot, and all, but I sure do hope that the &lt;a href="http://stars.nhl.com/index.html"&gt;Stars&lt;/a&gt; can wake up and kick their asses. I would like to see them go all the way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get Tammy another car. Nothing new, but it is not an eye soar either. Being a used car though I have had to put my mechanic's hat on a time or two since we have gotten it though. All in all, it's not too bad though. I found a really good deal on '93 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acura_Legend"&gt;Acura Legend&lt;/a&gt;. She likes it, but as any woman will do. She points out all the things wrong with it. I keep telling here that it is a used car. Deal with it! It doesn't look bad, and has A/C. It is better than my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeep_Cherokee_(XJ)"&gt;Jeep Cheapokee&lt;/a&gt;. All I have in it is a 270 air-conditioning. For you poor people out there you know what that is. For you others, it is both windows rolled down, and going 70 mph just to try and get some cool air to blow on you. It does suck to live in Texas with out A/C in your vehicle. I have endured it before, and I can do it again. For a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of school until the Fall. I didn't have to take any finals so that was cool. I am just going to concentrate on making as much money as I can over the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about it in our world. Let me know what is going on in y'all's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6220184635033249409?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6220184635033249409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6220184635033249409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6220184635033249409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6220184635033249409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-job-thing.html' title='2 JOB THING'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-1966938820400981822</id><published>2008-04-16T14:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:06:00.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (A LITTLE)</title><content type='html'>Well, I have a guy coming to buy the wrecked Ford today. That will be some money in the fund for the new ride. I have found a nice truck that a lady wants to sell at a good price. The "POS" other car will be ready tomorrow hopefully. So hopefully by next week we will be a two car family again instead of being a no car family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are throwing our annual craw fish boil this Saturday. I can't wait. I am ready to cut loose a little bit. I did get my '94 Jeep Wrangler repaired this weekend also. Just got to get it tagged and legal now. Hopefully I will be able to sell it pretty quick. We sure could use the money. If anybody is interested let me know. I will make one hell of a deal on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are doing fine, but they are ready for school to get out. Especially the Drama Queen. She graduates this year. Man is she in for a rude awakening. Hello real world. I don't think she knows what is about to happen. She has big dreams, and I hope they all come true, but both sets of her parents are struggling with money right now so who knows. She is probably going to be going to Junior College like the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really going on right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-1966938820400981822?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/1966938820400981822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=1966938820400981822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1966938820400981822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1966938820400981822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-are-looking-up-little.html' title='THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (A LITTLE)'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-2769929519450309764</id><published>2008-04-09T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:55:46.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T CATCH A BREAK</title><content type='html'>Well we paid off the F150 last month, and with the wise thinking of budgeting we dropped the insurance to liability only. STUPID!! My oldest step-daughter totalled the truck Friday night trying to miss a dog in the road. She ended up hitting a telephone pole. First, I am grateful that nobody got seriously injured. Like I told her, we can buy another truck, but we can't buy another you. The only thing that sucks about it is we are not in the best financial status of our life right now. I paid the truck off so we could get back on our feet. I have found a buyer for the truck as is. We are just going to start over, and try again. The thing that really sucks about the whole situation is that our other POS is in the shop getting the damn transmission rebuilt, and its no where near ready. So I am scrounging and trying to get my other Jeep Wrangler running so I can sell it, and between the truck and it I should be able to buy the wife something decent to drive for right now to carry the kids in. So if anybody has a car or truck to sell for cheap let me know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yell at you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-2769929519450309764?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/2769929519450309764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=2769929519450309764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/2769929519450309764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/2769929519450309764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-catch-break.html' title='CAN&apos;T CATCH A BREAK'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-8832043987492542509</id><published>2008-04-04T19:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:03:40.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What it takes.</title><content type='html'>A friend of ours passed away on 4-3-08. I knew him from hanging out with everybody else. He and I didn't hang out together, but we did have a few discussions about life and things over beers on occasion. If you want the details on his death, and arrangements go to &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy's Site&lt;/a&gt;. These things make you take a step back, and ponder about your life. He was definitely too young to have passed on. The Mope will be remembered as a good man. This just goes to show you that you need to cherish everyday, and the loved ones around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got together last night at the B. It was good to see the gang, but I wish it would have been on other terms. We will all be getting together for the craw fish boil on the 19Th. I can't wait. It will be the first cookout of the year for me. I am ready to cut loose a little bit. If you are interested in going. Contact Shump or myself, and we will give you the details if you didn't already get the evite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am putting in a motor for my BIL truck this weekend. I have been stuck in an office for too long. I forgot how much I love fixing stuff with my hands. The old mechanic in me started coming back. I will have plenty of opportunities to get my hands dirty in the near future. We are driving all old stuff right now. We are trying to save some money to get us another place. The good news of that is that we don't have a truck, or car payment right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else going on. I will chat with y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Rich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-8832043987492542509?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/8832043987492542509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=8832043987492542509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/8832043987492542509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/8832043987492542509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-it-takes.html' title='What it takes.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-9148169213601871845</id><published>2008-03-25T14:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:31:45.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>Well, school starts again today. I am so out of touch with school right now. I really wish night school didn't take a spring break, and just got out one week earlier. I have to get back into the habit of school work right now. I didn't have any home work over spring break thank God. Spring Break doesn't do the same as for me when I was a full time student. I don't get a spring break from work. It was nice to spend time with the family though this last week at night. Usually I am up before everyone, and the last one home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get my Jeep Cherokee, or as Tammy calls it, "My piece of Shit", this weekend. It was suppose to be getting the transmission overhauled. The guy did everything, but that to it. So needless to say, when I was driving off it started slipping. I went back, and had to tell him again that I wanted the damn transmission overhauled. I hate having to tell people something twice. He was talking to me like I didn't how to work on cars. I had to remind him that the only thing I couldn't do was rebuild an automatic transmission. I think I could have learned how to by now though. So in a week hopefully I will have something to drive back and forth to work, and we won't be a one vehicle family anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is going alright right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. Yell at y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-9148169213601871845?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/9148169213601871845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=9148169213601871845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/9148169213601871845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/9148169213601871845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-5141779201523033575</id><published>2008-03-21T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:07:05.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY DAY</title><content type='html'>Family Day on Wednesday was good. We had a great time at Six Flags. It was more crowded than I thought it would have been. I know it was spring break, but I didn't think that many people were out. There was a line for everything from getting your season pass, to getting on a ride, to getting something to eat. I never saw the lines so long to eat there. They even had extra booths open for food. Man were they slow. I guess they haven't gotten into the groove of things, or they really hired some stupid people. I guess it didn't help that it rained all day the day before, so a lot of those people probably came the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest thing about being out there was the Drama Queen (my oldest step-daughter) recently had knee surgery. So she got this book, or pass what ever you want to call it to get up to the front of the lines. It rocked. We never had to wait over 20 minutes to get on rides. We rode the Titan twice. I love that ride. We didn't even get to see the whole park. The good thing is though we have season passes so we will be going several times this year. Hell they are paid for after one trip. Those guys aren't losing any money by selling the season passes so cheap. Their food, and games is where they get ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all pretty tired after the day at Six Flags. I didn't realize how out of shape I was until I got home. I was fighting a cold at the time also. Didn't really help being in the cool wind. The wind blew all day. I still had a good time though. I really did enjoy being out there with the kids though. It had been a long time since the four of us had a day together. The girls always have something going on between the two of them. We rarely even eat together. The girls went off, and did something after we got home, but the wife and I went to bed early. We were worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break has been nice, but I am ready for the kids to go back to school. I love them, and all, but they cost too much when they are out of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really going on. Just ready for the Craw fish Boil we are holding next month. Stay tuned for details to come at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-5141779201523033575?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/5141779201523033575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=5141779201523033575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5141779201523033575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5141779201523033575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/family-day.html' title='FAMILY DAY'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-5165746632769627105</id><published>2008-03-18T17:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:09:35.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend News</title><content type='html'>This weekend wasn't too exciting. Worked on my BIL's truck, and watched the race Sunday. That was about the most exciting thing that happened this weekend. I wanted to go to &lt;a href="http://www.basspro.com"&gt;Bass Pro Shops&lt;/a&gt; this weekend, but never made it. We really didn't do much, and it was nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls, and I are out on spring break this week. Too bad I can't take spring break from work either. I really need to become a teacher. If it wasn't for the punks in school I might. The hours, and all summer off would be great. We are all going to &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overTexas/index.aspx"&gt;Six Flags&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow. Hopefully the rain stops. It has been raining here all damn day. It is suppose to clear up by tomorrow morning, but it is not suppose to get above 65 degrees either. I guess that means no water rides for me. To tell you the truth, I don't ever ride the water rides anyways. I can't stand that chaffing after getting off a ride all soaking wet then having to walk around that big ass place. It should be fun. We got season passes for the year. So we will go a couple of times. I like going out there sometimes when there is nothing else to do, and just jump on the &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overTexas/rides/ThrillRides.aspx"&gt;Titan&lt;/a&gt; then leave. It can kill a couple of hours just parking, walking to the ride, getting on, and leaving. I am looking forward to going tomorrow. It shouldn't be that crowded, or hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about all going on here right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-5165746632769627105?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/5165746632769627105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=5165746632769627105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5165746632769627105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5165746632769627105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend-news.html' title='Weekend News'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-1264998819033486808</id><published>2008-03-14T12:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:51:10.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>I used to really look forward to Fridays. I couldn't wait until five o'clock. I would have a beer in my hand, and making calls to see where we were going to start drinking at. Now a days it is just another trip home from work. I miss drinking in the bars, and wasting time. Other than making some good friends, that is just what it was, wasting time, and money. Don't get me wrong, if I could afford it right now I probably would be doing that very thing. I have my obligations now, and I don't regret them. The kid in me just longs for those times that have gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I miss is camping, and canoeing. I am real interested in setting up a trip sometime before Memorial Day if anybody is interested. The problem now though is trying to coordinate with every body's hetic schedule. It is nearly impossible to plan a weekend where nobody has anything going on. Between having children, and families it is crap shoot to get the whole gang back together. Good times. You ought to go, and check out some of the old memories on &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/snapdetails.asp?Directory=AnnualCanoeTrip"&gt;Shump's Site&lt;/a&gt;. Man, we had some good times on those trips. We were suppose to have a big 15Th annual one, but nobody could get everybody back together. Timmy has even bought a canoe, and I don't know how many times he has got to use it. By the way Timmy, lets go canoeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting old is never fun, but it is fun to look back on the old memories we have created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shumpy should be proud of me this week. I have posted nearly everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all have a great weekend, and we will yell at y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-1264998819033486808?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/1264998819033486808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=1264998819033486808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1264998819033486808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1264998819033486808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/friday.html' title='FRIDAY'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-5548932361666707267</id><published>2008-03-13T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:27:17.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Had A Good Idea, and Forgot it.</title><content type='html'>On my way to work, or in the shower this morning I had a great idea for a post. I knew I should have jotted down some notes to help trigger my memory, because now I forgot what the hell it was. Maybe it will come back to me later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-5548932361666707267?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/5548932361666707267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=5548932361666707267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5548932361666707267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5548932361666707267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/had-good-idea-and-forgot-it.html' title='Had A Good Idea, and Forgot it.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6977459095270011558</id><published>2008-03-11T14:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:31:51.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems With Our World</title><content type='html'>This is a ranting post. I am fed up with a lot of things going on out there in the world. I was reading an article on &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/03/06/bum.bot/index.html"&gt;CNN&lt;/a&gt; about this guy that built a robot to patrol his neighborhood where druggies, and scum of the earth are hanging out at night. The police have a problem with this contraption because it can spray water on people to try and get rid of them. Water people! This is what is wrong with today's society. We are so worried about getting sued for needless shit, because all the lawyers, and judges are worried about the wrong things. People should have rights granted, but people who are doing the right things in life should have rights too. If you commit a crime, you should be punished. You kill somebody in cold blood. You should be put to death. You steal something. Go to jail. The gang problems we are having is because nobody really has to stay in jail too long, or jail is a better environment than where they are living at the present time. Everybody in jail should have to do hard labor. They would make them think twice before going. Take the weights away. Take the TV's away. Make them all sleep in one room. Make them get up at the crack of dawn, and work their asses off until the sunset. The gang leaders in jail would think twice about going to jail if they had to work hard all day everyday. Young punks wouldn't think it is cool to be in a gang if they saw that they might have to go to work in jail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next point of ranting is the illegal immigrants. These fuckers are soaking up all our money, and sending it home. They are getting free health care also. I have grown up with Mexicans all my life, and have nothing against Hispanics that are citizens, or have green cards. They do need to do like they did when I was growing up though, and learn to speak English. If I was going to go live in Mexico, you can bet your ass I am going to learn to speak Spanish. Cooperate America is making where you don't have to learn our language now though. Hell they are advertising every where in Spanish now. Why do they do this? Is it because they feel sorry for the Hispanics? Hell NO! They do it because they don't want to miss out on that almighty dollar that is losing it's value more, and more everyday. The illegals are sending eleven billion dollars a year back across the border. That much money would do a lot of good if it was staying in our nation. I seriously believe if we don't do something about this problem real quick we are going to run into more problems than we can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to bitch about the election year this year. This is one scary debate. All the choices suck. I say we go without a president, and let the government run it's self due to the choices we have to choose from. Too bad that Actor from Tennessee &lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/t/fred_thompson/index.htm"&gt;Fred Thompson&lt;/a&gt; isn't going to be running. I would have voted for him. He seemed like a stand up guy, who wasn't going to be pushed around. It might have shown how smart he was when he got out of the race so early, knowing that it was probably rigged anyway. That is not his official reason for withdrawing, but in my mind it is. It is going to be scary if anybody else other than &lt;a href="http://www.johnmccain.com"&gt;John McCain&lt;/a&gt; wins. Hell it's going to be scary if he wins. In my opinion though he is the only one to vote for due to the choices we have. Number one he is the only one out of the three that was in the Military. If you don't believe we need to have someone from the military running this country you are just fooling your self. There are too many decisions riding on what our military must do to have someone in the office that doesn't know the first thing about how the military is ran. Secondly, he is a &lt;a href="http://www.pownetwork.org"&gt;P.O.W.&lt;/a&gt;. He has paid the price of being in the military during the &lt;a href="http://www.vietnamwar.com"&gt;Vietnam War&lt;/a&gt;, and came out with honor. He did not have a REMF job like the current Commander-in-Chief, nor did he dodge the draft like the preceding one. If you don't know what a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_U.S._Army_acronyms_and_expressions"&gt;REMF&lt;/a&gt; this should explain it. You have to scroll down to the slang part on this one. I am not feeling real excited for this year's candidates. I guess will will just have to wait, and see how things turn out, and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot more things I would like to go on about, but maybe that will be for a later time. I am boring myself with this ranting. So I know I am boring y'all. We all definitely need to pray for our country to pull it's head out of it's ass. A lot of people need to realize, freedom has a cost. I believe a lot of us have forgotten this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6977459095270011558?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6977459095270011558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6977459095270011558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6977459095270011558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6977459095270011558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/problems-with-our-world.html' title='Problems With Our World'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-3895081579484312097</id><published>2008-03-11T11:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:48:20.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try this again.</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a nearly a year. To be exact it has been since March 27Th, of 2007 since I posted. There has been a shit load going on since the last time I posted. Well #1 we have moved back to the greatest state in the nation. Yes people, we are back in Texas where we belong. I turned in my notice back in August, and left the company at the end of that month. I had enough with Alabama, and the company I was working for. I took a step back, and took a less responsible job back here in Texas. I am thoroughly enjoying not having all the responsibility, and definitely less ass chewings. The family was ready to move back to TX, and the job out there was getting too frustrating, and was not rewarding enough to warrant staying in AL. So we packed up some stuff, and put the rest in storage. We moved back to TX, and I went job hunting. I found a really good job. It is less money, but we are making due for right now. I am back in school, and trying to work on getting into nursing school in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot going on since we moved back. The Softball Queen had surgery over Christmas break. We had a good time celebrating Christmas in the hospital. It wasn't really that bad. &lt;a href="http://www.cookchildrens.org/"&gt;Cook Children's Hospital&lt;/a&gt; was excellent in their care. I have never been to a hospital that they really take care of their patients that well before. She is out, and doing great. She won't be able to play this year though. There are a lot of teams asking for her right now. She is young, and has two more years of high school so she will have plenty of time to play. She does have a job now. So that has made it easier on the wallet a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy had a spell last month with her &lt;a href="http://www.nationalmssociety.org/index.aspx"&gt;MS&lt;/a&gt; but is doing well now. She keeps here self busy with the kids, and bingo. She is ready to get a place of our own. We are living with my mom and dad right now trying to save some money, and make it easier on us while I am in nursing school. The house is big enough for us. We have the 3 bedrooms upstairs to ourselves. It is still not our own place, but we have to do what we have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to AL two weeks ago, and got all of our stuff out of storage. Man that was a killer, and expensive trip. I rented a car trailer, and a &lt;a href="http://www.uhaul.com"&gt;U-Haul&lt;/a&gt; trailer. My dad and I drove down there on a Saturday afternoon, and got down there about 10pm. Half way there I realized that I had forgotten the storage keys. You would think "No Problem, just cut it off", but the lock on the door is not a master lock. It is one of those that goes in the door. I wasn't going to be able to get the door company to come out there until Monday. So I called my wife, and mom. They looked up flights, and mom jumped on a flight to &lt;a href="http://www.NewOrleansOnline.com"&gt;The Big Easy&lt;/a&gt; and rented a car to drive to &lt;a href="http://www.cityofmobile.org"&gt;Mobile,AL&lt;/a&gt;. It saved us from having to drive all the way back, and coming another time. So on Sunday I had a friend of ours meet us at the storage unit to help. He was coming to help, because I was giving him all the big furniture to keep for his self. He is a bachelor in dire need of furnishings for his house so he was happy to help out. We got everything packed up, and drove back home. We got back in about 4am Monday morning. We were all wore out. We got everything unpacked, and put into the storage in the building behind my parents house that week. I am hoping that is the last time I have to go back to AL. No, we probably will take short vacations there to go, and see some friends sometime. The Softball Queen wants to go back for spring break, but that ain't happening this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is a little about what is going on with us right now. I have missed blogging, and I ain't promising anything, but I am going to try, and keep it caught up this time. I know. I know. You have all heard it before, but let's just see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-3895081579484312097?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/3895081579484312097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=3895081579484312097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/3895081579484312097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/3895081579484312097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-try-this-again.html' title='Let&apos;s try this again.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-7797847107893781082</id><published>2007-03-24T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:37:02.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I feel like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yYwaVAE-njg/RgXRpJU4SYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gm3EHre-DJU/s1600-h/stranded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045669462346844546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yYwaVAE-njg/RgXRpJU4SYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gm3EHre-DJU/s320/stranded.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this up a creek with out a paddle, or just plain fucked? This is how I feel sometimes. No, not stuck on an island. Ready to go, but no road to take me. I wonder what this guy did to piss off his buddy? I got this from &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumps site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here in St. Augustine, FL for some training for work, and ain't doing shit. I flew in early Sunday morning to go golfing, and I didn't want to mess with taking the clubs. So I just came to the hotel and checked in. I did go see the best movie I have seen this year, &lt;a href="http://300themovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;300&lt;/a&gt;. It was awesome. I can't wait for the DVD to come out now. I don't go to the movies much anymore. I don't want to mess with the crowds. I tell you one thing though, I will never trust the driving directions from Mapquest again. I looked up the movie theaters here, and found the movie. Got directions, that were provided by Mapquest, and they sent me way out of the way. They also sent me down a neighborhood street, that came to a dead end. The directions didn't even lead me to the movie theater. I had to get directions the old school way. I had to pull into 2 convenient stores before I got the correct ones. All in all though, I had time to burn. After the movie I came back to the hotel and chilled. I surfed the web a little, and did some work. I was even in bed before 10pm, but couldn't go to sleep until midnight due to I am used to central time zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up and went to the training today. It was pretty informative, but still boring. We have a vendor rolling out a new engine concept this year to be under EPA standards. So we have a lot of training to go through this year. It's funny though, when I used to go out of town for training it was always a party. Now I ain't that thrilled to go out, and get all drunked up. Of course, I am going to go down to the motel bar, and have a drink or two tonight, but it won't be an all night deal. It's just not a big deal to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough about the boring times in my world. I am going to go get something to eat. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-7797847107893781082?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/7797847107893781082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=7797847107893781082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/7797847107893781082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/7797847107893781082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2007/03/sometimes-i-feel-like-this.html' title='Sometimes I feel like this.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yYwaVAE-njg/RgXRpJU4SYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gm3EHre-DJU/s72-c/stranded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-1181552363641748194</id><published>2007-03-24T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T20:00:46.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S UP?</title><content type='html'>Man, a lot has gone one since October. My mom has even been down here twice. Once for Christmas, and she, my dad, and my grandparents came down last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Softball Queen is on a city league team now that Tammy &amp; I are coaching. Let's just say we probably won't be getting coach of the year awards. We are faking more than we know. We are enjoying it though. Our team is lacking in some skills, but ever game I do see improvement. It certainly keeps us busy. We have practice on Monday's. Games on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturdays. We didn't have a game this Saturday. I am certainly glad about that. I did have to work today though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop is going good. We are finally in the black, and moving in the right direction. I head out to St. Augstine tomorrow for some training. Hopefully I will get some golfing in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy is staying busy with softball. She is the manager of our team, U8 director, and she is always helping out in the concession stand. Her health has been great down here also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new truck last month. I bought her an '07 Chevy crew cab. It is tan. I get to drive the old hoopty now. Actually, the Drama Queen has moved in with us so she will probably get the Ford. Back to the Jeep with me. I am currently looking for a motorcycle, that is cheap, to drive back and forth to work. I haven't had much luck locating one that I can afford though. Everytime I go to finance one the only way they will agree to it is that new Chinesse financing plan. Won Lump Sum. So I am saving my pennies, because all the nickels, and dimes go to the bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Drama Queen is my oldest step-daughter for those of you that don't know, and the Softball Queen is her younger sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Drama Queen is the trainer on the boys baseball team now. She was a trainer back in Texas. The baseball coach loves that she is here now. She doesn't take any crap from the boys, and knows what she is doing when it comes to taking care of the injuries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have moved to the big town of Loxley, AL. It is a smaller town, but we like it. We moved here in January. The small town atmosphere is a lot better than the town we were living in before. I felt like I was living in Plano, or Southlake. Too many snooty people. No offense to those that live in the above mentioned, but I wouldn't live in those towns either. Different kind of people. I have been putting some money away to buy a house next year around here. It looks like we are going to be here atleast 5 years. I hope we can survie. It's not that bad here, and we do love the town we live in, but it's still not Texas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the main reason I quit writing on this site for so long was, because I was getting a little home sick. Plus work has been a M.F. until lately. I feel like we are headed in the right direction now. This market is a different animal though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will write randomly another time. No promises on the frequency though. It all depends on work,and being able to get on the computer. Living with 3 women used to be my dream, but it is a different thing when they are your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-1181552363641748194?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/1181552363641748194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=1181552363641748194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1181552363641748194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1181552363641748194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-up.html' title='WHAT&apos;S UP?'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-7279236855145082089</id><published>2006-10-18T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:03:46.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Back To Normal</title><content type='html'>Or at least, normal as it can be in Bama. My foreman is back to work, and I have been catching up on the all the things that I needed to do, and some more. Business has picked up a little bit. Hopefully it stays that way. It is quite nice getting off of work at a descent time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have some bad news though. I am not going to be able to make it back this weekend for H8P. If you don't know what I am talking about see here &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;H8P&lt;/a&gt;. This will be the first one that I have missed in 7 years. I was there for the first one, and we even made it when Tammy was in a wheelchair. I have been trying to scrap up some extra money to make it back this weekend, but it just ain't going to happen. It sucks growing up, and becoming an adult. I probably will call in though for a party call sometime that night. To all of you that are going to be there take a lot of pics. I know Shump will. I figure I will be getting a call from Shump about this. This is just the breaks. We were really looking forward to making it back for the first time since we left, but it ain't going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went to Bingo the other night, and everybody but Tammy &amp; I won. We even won some pork chops that we cooked up tonight. It was a good time and cheap, but they had some weird games. The best thing was they had $1.75 beers there. I tried to catch me a little buzz, but it didn't happen. We went with some friends, and took the kids. Alabama lets kids to a lot at a younger age. Heather doesn't even have to take driving school to get her permit. She just has to take the test. So guess what we are about to be doing. Now I have to start looking for a tank for her to start driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-7279236855145082089?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/7279236855145082089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=7279236855145082089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/7279236855145082089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/7279236855145082089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-back-to-normal.html' title='Life Back To Normal'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-8558266257521190517</id><published>2006-10-15T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:20:25.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and the Internet</title><content type='html'>I have come to know many friends in my life. Some come and some go. One of my long time friends is blogging now at &lt;a href="http://www.casman.blogspot.com/"&gt;Casman&lt;/a&gt;. I have know this guy since 1st grade. In fact I met him just before first grade when my mother married my step-father. I met him when I was out riding my bicycle. This was when kids could ride far from the house, and the parents didn't have to worry about kidnappers or perverts. So any ways back to the story. I met Casman, and a long lasting frendship ensued. My mom still has pictures of us busting up bricks to fill the holes for the post of the new fence we were putting up. Yes, I am taking brides to post or not post them. Let me just say, he used to have a whole lot more red hair on top of his head. He and I have been close friends at times in our lives, and sometimes we wouldn't see each other from years. Hell I don't even know if we saw each other in high school more than three times. The one thing that has kept us in touch though is definitely through another friend of both of ours. You guessed it &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt;. Shump has introduced me to many of his friends, and I have become close to a whole lot of people, because of him. Now Casman and I are blogging. Probably because of Shump. There are many people I have met of the net, and never seen in person. I still have the same feeling that they are my friends, even though we have never met. I did get to meet one of the people that I have talked to in the blog world this last week. Chuck was down here for a conference, and we met up for a beer. Of course, I had my whole family in tow. They set over at another table, and ate with some other friends. Chuck and I got to put a name with the face, and downed a couple of beers, and the traditional tequilla shot. It was good times, but not nearly long enough. I wanted to sit there, and tie one on with him, but we come back to me being the bossman at work, and had to get home so I could get up in the morning. The whole point to this journey down memory lane is that the electronic world we live in, and the internet has made the world a whole lot smaller, and a better way to stay in touch with old friends, and new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about them &lt;a href="http://dallascowboys.com/"&gt;COWBOYS&lt;/a&gt;. Did they put on a whipping or what? T. O. finally got some TD's. The only thing that sucks about that game is that I missed the second half. I was scared in the first half. We all went to &lt;a href="http://www.gulf-shores-shrimp-festival.com/"&gt;The Shrimp Festival&lt;/a&gt; today. I think I gained about 10 lbs today. I had gator on a stick (yum), shrimp on a stick (not bad), a true root beer float (been craving that), and a funnel cake on the way out (not as good as Six Flag's though). So needless to say I still have yet to see T.O. get a touch down for the Cowboys. As long as they when though, I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't get to go golfing this morning. I was a little too worn out, and needed to spend some time with the family. Hopefully this week goes a little better. As long as my foreman comes back to work Tuesday should. Hope y'all have a great week, and Shump, keeping my fingers crossed on the job hunt before the welfare runs out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-8558266257521190517?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/8558266257521190517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=8558266257521190517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/8558266257521190517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/8558266257521190517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/10/friends-and-internet.html' title='Friends and the Internet'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-549475680902451383</id><published>2006-10-14T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:19:29.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Week</title><content type='html'>This week has sucked at work. My Foreman is out with an infection in his leg all this week, and won't be back until next Tuesday. So that means I am having to do 90% of the work. Our business has slowed down, but all my work is getting backed up, because I can't get to half the stuff that I am suppose to do in a day. It hasn't even helped that I have been staying at work 13 to 14 hours a day. O.K. I know quit whining, but I was just letting all 3 of my readers know that is why I haven't been blogging this week. I went into work today, but couldn't get much done, because when I am their I guess nobody can make a decision with out me. I guess that is my job, but I am hoping my crew will get like I used to be when I was in their situation. I used to make as many decisions as I could, and not bother my boss. There were a lot of times that I would not make the right ones, but my old boss always stood behind me, because I wasn't bugging him with all the little stuff. I have relayed this to my crew, but it is just easier for them I guess to make sure they don't have to make a wrong decision. Enough crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Bay Fest down here last weekend. It is where they have about 10 stages, and have all kinds of bands show up. Friday night we saw &lt;a href="http://www.gretchenwilson.com/"&gt;Gretchen Wilson&lt;/a&gt;. She is so fine, and we had a moment there where ours eyes locked, or she could have been looking at the crazy ass people behind me, but I am always going to say we had our little moment. JK, but the girl is fine, and has an awesome voice. It was crowded as shit. Saturday, we had two games. The girls won both games, and the SBQ got a home run. Then we ended up going back out to Bay Fest to see &lt;a href="http://www.garyallan.com/home/index.php/"&gt;Gary Allen&lt;/a&gt;. It was pretty good, but I staid back in the back. We had about 11 teenagers with us. Tammy and all the girls went up to the front, and got to see everything from the front row. I was tired of the crowd. I have come to find out, when I am around that many people I feel like I need to kick somebody's ass. I get tired of rude or pushy people. So I staid in the back so in case if anybody got lost or tired they had a centralized place to come back to, and I didn't have that far to go to the bathrooms, or beer stand. I got up early Sunday morning and went golfing. I actually did a lot better this weekend. When I got back from golfing, you guessed it, we went back out to Bay Fest. We got to see &lt;a href="http://www.lynyrdskynyrd.com/"&gt;Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;/a&gt;. They were awesome, but again, we had to get up front. When will I learn that I don't like being around that many people so close to me. We got through. All in all, last weekend was great, but too many damn people. It made Monday hard to go to work, but when your the boss, you can't lay up at home like a crack whore just because you are a little hung over. It sucks being the boss sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not going to go through what all happened this week again. I will spare you the griping. I went into work again this morning. Then off to the softball fields again today. The girls had two games again today. They won the first game, but lost the second game. One of their friends got picked up to pitch against them, and needless to say, she is a pretty good pitcher. The SBQ got picked up to play on another team in between her two games, and she scored a home run. It was a beautiful hit. I am going to have to get her some hitting lessons though, because in the her teams second game she struck out swinging both up to bats. Her timing was off. So I will be looking for her a hitting coach. Once she gets that down she will be well rounded. She is doing great. We just got a little fine tuning to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are wanting to go to the Shrimp Festival in Gulf Shores tonight. I am hoping I can get out of it, but it is looking doubtful. They just want to keep going, and going. I have to get up early tomorrow morning for golf. Yes, I said golfing. I can't hardly believe it either, but I am getting to golf two weeks in a row. Maybe my game will pick up a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you and yours are all doing good, and remember GO COWBOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-549475680902451383?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/549475680902451383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=549475680902451383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/549475680902451383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/549475680902451383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/10/hell-week.html' title='Hell Week'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6497125407065757197</id><published>2006-10-04T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:10:42.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Ass News</title><content type='html'>The events that are happening in the news is Crazy. First you have this &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2006-10-04-amish-shooting_x.htm/"&gt;Looney&lt;/a&gt; going into this Amish school, and kills those kids, because he was thinking about molesting kids again. This dude definitely needed to be killed. Then, I get a call from one of my mechanics this morning telling me he had to remove his kid from school, because some idiot decided to go into the school with a gun. What triggers these guys? Some loon pulls this prank so they are sitting at home watching it on the news, and a light bulb comes on in their head. Are they acting like stupid teenagers who jump off a bridge, because they see everybody else doing it, when they see these stories, and say to themselves "That looks like a good idea. I think I will go kill some kids." WTF. If life is that bad go and put a muzzle in your mouth and pull the trigger. Don't harm innocent kids to get your 5 minutes of fame before you commit suicide by Cops. I believe this is all happening, because society has gotten too pansy assed on people who do wrong. We look the other way when a woman or child is being abused. Saying to ourselves "Its not my place to do something." We don't kick some one's ass when they do us wrong anymore. We sue or worse yet we pull a gun, and shoot everybody around, because these punks don't even know how to use a gun properly. We don't stand up for our rights as Americans, because we are scared we are going to offend someone. I am getting real fed up with this. Now I am not going to go out, and shoot people, but I definitely been telling people lately how it is, and not holding anything back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting about the crazies. Work is going pretty good, and the family is all happy right now. Tammy is keeping busy with all the softball stuff, and helping a friend of hers out with picking up her kids from school. The SBQ is doing better in school. We have one teacher we need to straighten out, but I have unleashed Tammy on her so she will be coming around. The Shop is starting to come around. I definitely can tell we are heading in the right direction. It just needs a little more fine tuning. All my guys, and one girl are enjoying working there again since I have shown them that it is not really that hard if you do the right thing first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more News bit that I enjoyed was that &lt;a href="http://msnbc.msn.com/id/15131303/"&gt;Bush&lt;/a&gt; signed a bill to build a fence on the border. Now I know this won't keep all the illegals out, because they will find another way around it. It might slow them down for a while, and it will bring some more jobs. That is if they really do build it. We have to do something, because I am tired of having to push buttons just to let machines know that I speak English, and prefer for everything I have to interact with to be in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little wordy tonight, but I felt like I needed to speak my mind tonight, and not just tell y'all about what is going on here in AL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6497125407065757197?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6497125407065757197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6497125407065757197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6497125407065757197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6497125407065757197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/10/crazy-ass-news.html' title='Crazy Ass News'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-4511499247614615426</id><published>2006-10-02T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:14:59.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Enough Punishment</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that all they are going to suspend &lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/sports/football/cs-061002nfltitanshaynesworth,1,5542284.story?coll=chi-sportstop-hed/"&gt;Haynesworth&lt;/a&gt; only five games. At least, they are suspending him without pay. I think they should kick him out of the league for life. I can understand if you get mad, and hit the guy or tackle him after the play, but kick a man in the head after he out played you. The big guy from the Baltimore Ravens that comutates on the sidelines had it right yesterday. That was a cowardly act. What are you going to do. I am real surprised that the NFL actually suspended him more than 2 games though. Its probably a good thing that I am not the commsioner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a Fuck off day at work. I actually did a lot of work, but not as much as I should have. I took a couple of customers to breakfeast, and moved a lot of trucks around on the yard to take back some of the parking space for my department. The new truck department has ordered a lot of new trucks in due to the new style engines coming out in 2008. So they have been parking their trucks all in my spaces for my trucks that my shop has to work on. I knew if I left it up to them it would never get done. After getting some things straight at work I went and got my hair cut. Tammy found me a new place to get my hair cut. They didn't do to bad of a job. You figured as short as I get my hair cut I wouldn't be that picky about it, but I am. My hair is so thick that if you don't cut it right it looks like shit the next day. So I guess tomorrow I will find out if I will be going back to this place. As long as it looks good tomorrow I will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cooking my first pork loin tonight. It is nice getting off work before six at night. I have to take advantage of these times when they come up, because they don't come as much as they used to since I am the big hefe at work now. We are watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0437863/"&gt;Benchwarmers&lt;/a&gt;. This movie is so halirous. It cracks my shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am defenitely loving the laptop at home that work provided me with. I love watching TV and surfing the net or Blogging. Opps sorry, I mean Web logging. You happy now Link? This movie actually reminds me of guys of some guys back home. They will know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy is actually in the kitchen finishing up supper. My evil plan has come full circle. She gets tired of me asking questions so she takes over for me. Playing dumb can be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well supper is almost ready, and I am starving. Tune in next time kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-4511499247614615426?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/4511499247614615426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=4511499247614615426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4511499247614615426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4511499247614615426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-enough-punishment.html' title='Not Enough Punishment'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-4276439791103863317</id><published>2006-10-01T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T10:12:43.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Given Sunday.</title><content type='html'>I got through month end yesterday. I woke up this morning about 7am to check my numbers. We did fall short, but only about 3k dollars. I little better than I thought we would do, but not as good as we should have. We just didn't get busy until the last week, and that is a little too late. Oh well, there is always next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; and Link called me yesterday about 7:30am. They were feeling no pain, and hitting the &lt;a href="http://www.webtender.com/db/ingred/115/"&gt;The Gold&lt;/a&gt; already that morning. They kicked it up the night before. I also found this neat little site while looking up "The Gold". &lt;a href="http://www.cockeyed.com/inside/goldschlager/goldschlager.html/"&gt;The Gold Inside&lt;/a&gt; was pretty interesting. I have always wondered this also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/"&gt;Cowboys&lt;/a&gt; kicked ass today. I told y'all that the Nashville curse was over. We not only scored there today; we kicked their ass. The team really looked good today. We have a tough battle next weekend against &lt;a href="http://www.philadelphiaeagles.com/default.jsp/"&gt;The Eagles&lt;/a&gt;. Man, if we can put them away it will make it a lot easier for the rest of the season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really do anything else today. I took a nap after the game, and marinated the pork loin that I am going to cook tomorrow night. Just another lovely day in Alabama. Yee Ha. I do miss Texas, but this is opprotunity is really going to help us get on top. I like it here, but it is no Texas. You can take the cowboy out of Texas, but you can't take the Texas out of the Cowboy. Mark my words. We will return one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-4276439791103863317?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/4276439791103863317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=4276439791103863317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4276439791103863317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/4276439791103863317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-given-sunday.html' title='This Given Sunday.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-2901735818397092816</id><published>2006-09-27T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:22:22.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Month End Sucks</title><content type='html'>Quick post. Month End sucks. Trying to hit all these numbers my company wants us to hit is a bitch. We have gotten a lot busier, and it is going to get better. The business that we are taking in this week is a little too late. If I can pull this off this month I will be surprised. I will be working like hell, and not posting the rest of the week, but I will catch everybody up this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; for the plug on his site. We should be making it to H8P. Hope to see y'all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-2901735818397092816?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/2901735818397092816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=2901735818397092816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/2901735818397092816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/2901735818397092816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/09/month-end-sucks.html' title='Month End Sucks'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-6847481220328354232</id><published>2006-09-24T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:30:57.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A SUNDAY WITHOUT COWBOYS</title><content type='html'>Well, it will be a Sunday without the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/"&gt;Dallas Cowboys&lt;/a&gt;. It almost makes me want to stay in bed all day. Too bad I can't. I haven't slept in in ages. I got up this morning around 4am. Watched a little bit of T.V., and went back to bed. I got up around 8am. I went to &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/"&gt;Wally World&lt;/a&gt; to check on a weedeater, and dream a little bit. I just love that store. I walked up and down most of the aisles. I stayed out of the clothing departments, but hit just about every other department. I have now found the clearance aisle in this Wal-Mart. I always have to check that aisle out. You can actually find some good buys there sometimes. After Wally World, I came home and mowed the lawn. I can't wait for payday, because I really need that weedeater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Softball Queen had another tournament yesterday. They lost their first game, so that meant that we had to work our way through the loser bracket. They won their second game, and then had a break. So all the mothers had a great idea to go feed them. Well what happens when you feed teenagers in the middle of the hot day? Your right. They all come back and feel sick. So needless to say, they lost their third game, and were elminated from the tournament. They should have won, but nobody was hitting yesterday. The SBQ did get the game winning hit in their second game. She actually has an average. I need to work on her timing. We are definitely hitting the batting cages this week. The one hit she did get was beautiful though. She made great defense plans in all the games. She played third and short stop. I was extremely proud of her. Tammy is the team mom and is doing a great job. She is worn out today. I have let her sleep all morning. It is keeping her busy, and that is a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got a full work week next week. We have to basically do as much work this week as much as we have done all month to make our numbers. I now we can do it as long as the work load stays with us. This town is weird. It slows down when it should be busy. We wil do it some how. Probably will just have to work a lot to get there. I am ready to get it where we have hit our numbers at least a day or two before the end of the month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the &lt;a href="http://www.nascar.com/"&gt;Nascar Race in Dover&lt;/a&gt; right now since the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys/"&gt;Cowboys&lt;/a&gt; aren't playing today. They play the &lt;a href="http://www.titansonline.com/"&gt;Titans&lt;/a&gt; next week. We should be able to beat them as long as the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/team_coachExec.cfm"&gt;Tuna&lt;/a&gt; doesn't make any stupid decisions. They definitely got the talent to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really going to do much more today but watch the race, and rest a little bit before this next week. I hope you all have a great week, and if someone has a job for &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; let him know, or donate money. I know he will except either. I know he is rested and ready to work after his vacation. It looks like they had a great time. Go and check out his pics on his site. Too bad he can't make money off his site, because it is one of the best blog sites that I have seen. Good luck on the job search buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-6847481220328354232?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/6847481220328354232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=6847481220328354232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6847481220328354232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/6847481220328354232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday-without-cowboys.html' title='A SUNDAY WITHOUT COWBOYS'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-5246144651456883920</id><published>2006-09-19T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:54:16.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>Well it was just another day in Bama. Went to work, went to a school meeting on the softball team, and came home and worked again. Same old same old. One good thing that came about was that tonight &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/the_unit/"&gt;The Unit&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/smith/"&gt;Smith&lt;/a&gt; premiered tonight. I have been waiting forever for these two shows to start. I am so addicted to T.V. shows its not even funny. My second vice is now is working on the laptop while watching T.V. Technology has ruined me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good buddy &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; just got back from his cruise and it looks like he had a blast. He even sent me a picture that I don't think too many people are going to see. I know he did it just to make me jelous. Which I am. I would love to go on vacation. This boy goes on more vacations in a year then anybody I know. You gotta love him for it. I know he and Big Dog had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Rosie Commented last night that I should have responded to her comment last night first because she is a lady. I am sorry about that Rosie. I should have been more of a gentleman, but I was responding back in order of the emails coming in. I will remember to keep it ladies first. Of course now Shumpy is going to be mad, because he knows he is my bitch. JK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it from Bama land. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-5246144651456883920?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/5246144651456883920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=5246144651456883920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5246144651456883920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/5246144651456883920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-1353659700623513709</id><published>2006-09-18T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:42:37.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHECK OUT THE NEW STUFF'/><title type='text'>NEW CHANGES</title><content type='html'>Well maybe ya'll have noticed. I have switched over to the new beta version of blogger. It makes it a lot easier for a computer illiterate like me to change the appearance of my site. I have played with a little bit, and think I am going to enjoy the new way. It is hard for me to change things around though. I am not real thrilled about change. Even though in the last few months I have changed about everything in it. We have moved to another state, took a job I didn't believe I wanted, and yes I don't goof off as much as I used to. Change is good sometimes, but not good others. You just have to pick and choose. Hopefully you choose right. Well I got to get to bed. I worked too much on business tonight, and on changing the site around a little bit. So I have to make this one short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrat's before for I go to Shakey Dave on him and his wife having their baby daughter in August. You will have to send me some pics. I promise not to post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim it was good to hear from you also. I will post more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least Rosie. Keep reading and commenting. Hope everything is going good for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-1353659700623513709?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/1353659700623513709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=1353659700623513709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1353659700623513709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/1353659700623513709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-changes.html' title='NEW CHANGES'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-115829119689003782</id><published>2006-09-14T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:34:22.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING CONNECTED AT HOME CAN BE A CURSE</title><content type='html'>Since I am connected at home now, I will be bringing a lot more work home. That way I don't have to stay at work so late at night, but it also means that I have to do everything a little bit slower than at work. My secured network keeps dropping me when I am in he middle of doing business stuff. So I have to keep signging. I am not the most patient person, as some of ya'll know. So I get a little frustrated when I am on work's network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went pretty good at work. I found out that "Little E" is going to build a race track down here pretty soon. I can't wait for that. I will probably get a job promotion before the first race is held down here though. I did find out though that I will be able to go to &lt;a href="http://www.talladegasuperspeedway.com/"&gt;Talladega&lt;/a&gt; in the spring with a vender. Starting to gain some of the benefits of the job promotion. I can't wait until the race in the spring. I know there is one in October, but the vender that is going to take us only does it during the spring race. Which when its free you know I am not going to bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/"&gt;Cowboys&lt;/a&gt; play the fagskins, oops, I mean the redskins. We better beat the socks off of them Sunday. I just pray it is not going to be like last year where we lost to them in the last few minutes. I will be praying and wearing my old Dallas Cowboy T-shirt and not the new one I wore last Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Softball Queen's practice tonight for one of her teams. She is in two different tournaments this weekend, but it looks like we will only be playing in one of them due to one of the coaches didn't get us registered in one of the tournaments. They were going to be at different times, but still two in one weekend is a little much. We have a meeting with the school about her playing this year for the high school next week. I am interested in hearing what they have to say. They went to state semi-finals last year. I haven't really been impressed with the talent out here. I was worried that she might be a little behind the curve out here, but she is one of the better players. I know she will do good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta sign off so I can get to bed. BE COOl &amp; GO COWBOYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-115829119689003782?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/115829119689003782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=115829119689003782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115829119689003782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115829119689003782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-connected-at-home-can-be-curse.html' title='BEING CONNECTED AT HOME CAN BE A CURSE'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-115819827670007766</id><published>2006-09-13T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:01:09.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK AGAIN IN BAMA</title><content type='html'>Well, I doubt there is anybody out there reading this anymore, but I am going to start writing again. I have finally gotten connected here in Bama now. It has been one hell of a ride since we have moved here. I got a job transfer, and a promotion if ya'll didn't know. We have been here since the end of July. I have taken over one of my company's store. I was in shambles. I came out in June to clean it up and interview people for the position I am in now, and some how ended up getting the job that I was interviewing people for. It was pretty scary moving three states away, but it has turned into a pretty good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each month it is getting better at work. It is finally turning around. I am under staffed though. I will make this work. Even if it kills me. I am learning so much that I didn't know about this job. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to get on the net and see what everybody is up to. The Blonde hasn't posted in a while, and Chuck as had to quit blogging. I understand his reasons, but it seems my world is getting a little smaller. &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; is on a cruise right now. I hope him and Big Dog have a great time. He and I have been playing phone tag for the last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Softball Queen is adjusting to the area fine. She is already on two different teams and tries out for the high school team in November. She has found a little friend here, and seems to be making more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy is adjusting, but misses home. She has been in the hospital twice since we have been here. She has found a Bingo hall though and won some money last weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten to play any golf yet, but hopefully I get to Sunday. Bama isn't too bad, but the people are a little to laid back. I am a very aggressive person when it comes to work, and I expect everybody else to be. These people down here just want to get by. I have never seen anything like it. I am motivating most of my staff, and showing them what can come about if everybody does there job. They were so used to just getting by. We are getting things turned around, and this job is going to make me a hero with my company (hopefully.) The good thing is if this thing doesn't work out my sciences are good for 5 years and I can always go to nursing school. I haven't given up on that idea yet. We will see what happens at the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough blah, blah from me. Hope everyone out there is doing good, and don't worry I am and always will be a True Texan no matter where I live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/"&gt;COWBOYS&lt;/a&gt; lost Sunday. I couldn't believe it. They came out like gang busters, and then didn't wake up as usual until the last two minutes of the game. Which you can't win them all in the last two minutes. You have to play the whole game. Deadsoe again has a problem finding the open man because he is probably not the first one of the play to get the ball. Three interceptions? What is the Can of Tuna thinking? I guess that is why they pay him more for one game then I make in a year. What do I know though. I am just a dumb ol' Cowboy fan. I am still a fan through the thick and thin, but something has got to give with Deadsoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope somebody reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cowboys!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-115819827670007766?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/115819827670007766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=115819827670007766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115819827670007766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115819827670007766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-again-in-bama.html' title='BACK AGAIN IN BAMA'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-115025632540284926</id><published>2006-06-13T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:39:00.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading to Bama</title><content type='html'>Well I found out today that I will be flying out to Alabama tomorrow. I have to go to our Mobile dealer. They have had two Service Managers quite right in a row, and their paperwork is all screwed up out there. So the Big Boss from corp. Called me today and asked me if I would fly out there for two weeks. I head out tomorrow morning. What fun. The good thing will be that I will probably get to meet up with &lt;a href="http://whatsupchuck.wordyblog.com/"&gt;The Chuckster&lt;/a&gt; and have a few beers. That would be pretty cool getting to meet up with a big celebrity like him. I mean he has his own shirts and everything. Na it will be just a couple of country boys, or like the stalker on his site put it, " a couple of rednecks." Well I got to pack and get everything ready for tomorrow. I will post out there if I get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-115025632540284926?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/115025632540284926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=115025632540284926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115025632540284926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115025632540284926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/06/heading-to-bama.html' title='Heading to Bama'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-115015646486942281</id><published>2006-06-12T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:55:25.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody is Leaving</title><content type='html'>It seems I was not the only person having problems last week. I thought I just couldn't remember how to post pictures last week, but it seems blogger was having some problems. Thank God, I thought I was getting stupid, because I was doing stuff that I had done before, but none of it was working. One of my favorite sites has moved. &lt;a href="http://whatsupchuck.wordyblog.com/"&gt;The Chuckster&lt;/a&gt; has moved to wordyblog. Pretty nifty looking site. I think I will be staying here though until I can afford to buy the domain "Cowboy Colby", or figure out how to move everything.&lt;br /&gt; SBQ's tournament went pretty good yesterday. They won both their games and came in second. We also got done before 2pm, which was amazing. We were pretty tired and came home. I cooked supper and did laundry while the wife got rested up. I know I will make someone a good bitch one day, but I could no longer look at the place, and I had to have some work clothes. Tammy is still having a hard time with her knee. She is getting around real well, but tires out, and still has a lot of pain. What can you expect when she only had knee surgery last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt; We went down to the pool last night. It was the first night the pool had been open by our apartment since someone left a "Baby Ruth" in the pool, and I am not talking about the candy bar type. They had to shock the hell out of the pool. Either some kid was in there with non-swimming diapers, or someone pulled a prank one night. Oh well, I know we have swam in dirtier water growing up.&lt;br /&gt; The &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/mavericks/"&gt;MAVS&lt;/a&gt; won again last night. That makes two down, and two to go. I sure hope they can pull this off. As you all know, I am not a big basketball fan, but my corporation's head-quaters is in &lt;a href="http://www.newbraunfels.com"&gt;New Braunfels&lt;/a&gt; , which is close to &lt;a href="http://heartofsanantonio.com"&gt;SA&lt;/a&gt; home of the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/spurs/"&gt;Spurs&lt;/a&gt;, and when they won the championship last year that was all we saw when we logged on to our computers, and all they talked about for the next month. So it is pay back time.&lt;br /&gt; Work went alright today. They rolled out a new program for work, and it seems to be working well. Not doing much tonight just relaxing and surfing the web a little. Well I got to get out of here and go to the grocery store. Everybody root for the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/mavericks/"&gt;MAVS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-115015646486942281?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/115015646486942281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=115015646486942281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115015646486942281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115015646486942281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/06/everybody-is-leaving.html' title='Everybody is Leaving'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-115003427532155695</id><published>2006-06-11T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T08:58:34.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the Softball World</title><content type='html'>Well I got up yesterday morning and posted. Aren't ya'll all proud of me. Look, I am posting two days in a row. The world is about to end I guess. I dropped the Princess off with my mother yesterday morning. She went out of town with her for some Mary Kay Business. Yes my mom drives a pink Cadillac. I came back home and got everything loaded up for the tournament. I have a life saver that I take with me to tournaments. I have a John Deer Wagon that I carry everything in from the truck to the fields. I bought it several years ago, and it has saved me back pain and agony ever since. I can load the &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=4630471"&gt;E-Z UP&lt;/a&gt;, cooler, all the chairs, and the bat bag, and make it all in one trip. It is one of the best things that I have ever bought. We went and watched the Wild One bowl for a little while and then headed out to the softball fields. It was hotter than hell. We got everything set up and waited for our first game. The SBQ lost their first game, which they shouldn't have. They did win their second game though. They almost gave it away. They have to get better at hitting during the games. They all do great in practice, but when it comes to the games the just dink the ball for some reason. Hopefully today they will be over the jitters of the first tournament and start hitting like we all know they can. We have two more games today. There is no way we will get first place in this tournament since we didn't beat the first team, but we will more than likely get second. There only five teams so it is only round robin tournament. &lt;br /&gt; It looks like we will be going to Oklahoma next weekend. Nobody has signed up for the tournament we were suppose to be in next weekend here in town. So we are probably going to play some Yankees above the Red River line. They should be interesting. &lt;br /&gt; Well we didn't race last night. Mike took the car out Friday night to Hot lap the car since we put a new front end under it, and ended up putting into the wall in practice. More money we got to sink into it, but ,oh well, that is part of racing. It took out the fuel cell, and the new rear bumper that was just put on. &lt;br /&gt; Well I got to get so I can get everything ready for the tournament today. Hope everybody has a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-115003427532155695?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/115003427532155695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=115003427532155695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115003427532155695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/115003427532155695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-in-softball-world.html' title='Life in the Softball World'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114972478632921935</id><published>2006-06-07T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T08:16:15.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/1600/dachsund%20in%20waco.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/320/dachsund%20in%20waco.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/1600/Colby%20Checking%20tires.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/320/Colby%20Checking%20tires.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been trying to get a pic to upload for three or four days. I have been having problem with blogger to upload them. I thought it was me, and my little knowledge of how to do anything on the computer, but this morning shows that I was reading the instructions correctly, and it wasn't my slightly retarded computer skills that wasn't working. Oh well, I got them going now.&lt;br /&gt; The top picture is of our new edition to the family. I proudly introduce ya'll to Scooter Brown. I call him this so when I am drunk as a skunk, also know as "Cooter Brown", we can be related. No actually I have always wanted to name a dog scotter. He is definitely a character. When we got him he was only six weeks old and weighed two pounds. Now that he has found where his dog bowl is and where Matti's dog bowl is, and he weighs about 5 lbs. So needless to say, we have put him on a diet. He is going to be a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt; This is going to be a busy summer. The Softball Queen has started tournament season, and we are going and blowing. We have a tournament in Mansfield this weekend. After tonight's game I have to haul ass out to the race track to help my buddy Big Mike with his sprint car (that is the second picture). That is me working on it after the heat races. Then it is off to the rest of the tournament tomorrow. Now back to racing. We are currently looking for sponsors for our race team. Mike is one hell of a driver. This is his first year racing the sprint car, and is doing pretty well. As you all know though it is costly. We are taking any sponsors right now. The more money you give, which by the way is tax deductible, the bigger the graphics with your company's name is on the car. If any of you are feeling like you need to get rid of some extra cash, or need a good tax deduction let me know. I am not to the point of begging yet, but it is close. Getting sponsors is a lot harder than I thought it would be. I have gone to a few of my customer's so far, and have come up with nothing yet. The one sure person I went to said he couldn't do it, because his son just got into racing. He said he felt for us, but was dumping a load of money into his son's car right now. I understood, but was sure hoping he would have helped out.&lt;br /&gt; Tammy had knee surgery Wednesday. So I have been playing nurse around here lately. She is doing real good though. The doctor sent her home without crutches. She is already up and walking around. She tore her meniscus. We caught it pretty early so there was not much damage. They scoped it and repaired it.&lt;br /&gt; I have decided to go back to school in the second session of summer. I was going to take the whole summer off, but I am ready to get back and get this all over with. I apply in August to the Nursing Program; so wish me luck. I won't find out if I made it until December. I am pretty confident I will make it, but there are usually a lot of people applying.&lt;br /&gt; Well I have to get everything ready for the tournament today. Yell at ya'll later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114972478632921935?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114972478632921935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114972478632921935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114972478632921935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114972478632921935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/06/trying.html' title='Trying'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114911941819212700</id><published>2006-05-31T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:47:10.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again</title><content type='html'>Well, as most people thought I am back with Tammy. Before everybody starts boo hooing, and crying, there are a few changes for the better. For one, she and I are getting along great now. Not to mention the sex is great now. She has seen the road without this great of man, and has come around. We both have been working at it real hard. I get to go out and have a good time with out her, and sometimes with her. She has realized that I am not out to just get a piece of ass, and we are both learning how to communicate a lot better. I am sorry to all those women whose hearts started to patter after they heard the news on the last post, but its true I am off the market again. Of course, when I was it seemed like I was in that corner of the market nobody shops on. I really didn't try to date in that time. I was just looking to finishing the end of the semester of school, and relaxing a bit. Of course if I wanted to relax I shouldn't have moved back in with my parents. My mom about drove me crazy. It was like being married still, which I was of course, but I wouldn't have been able to stay there much longer anyways. I moved out of their house when I was 17 and I haven't lived there since. I have staid with them when I was in town sometimes, but most of the time I staid at a friends house or some dirt leg's house. I appreciate everybody's concern about me going back to my wife, but everybody that has been around her has seen the change. I am so proud of her. She is doing so good, and we are having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Softball Queen made tournament team. Like that was a surprise. So we will be at practices or tournaments for the rest of the summer. I enjoy it though. She is one of the best players out there also. She has improved so much over last year, not that she needed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We had a pretty good Holiday this weekend. I cooked fajitas this weekend. My first time. They turned out great, but I cooked too much. I even sent some home with a buddy of ours to his party that night to watch the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/mavericks/"&gt;MAVS&lt;/a&gt; , and he brought the left-overs to my BIL's cookout on Monday. Speaking of that the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/mavericks/"&gt;MAVS&lt;/a&gt; better do a better job than they did last night. If they play like that again. They can kiss it all goodbye. Yeah, like I know what I am talking about when it comes to basketball. I only like the play-offs. I only watch the last few minutes of every game. If football was on, I wouldn't even watch the basketball play-offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It sucked going back to work after a holiday and having to close out the month. I did enjoy having the long weekend even if we didn't go on our annual canoe trip. I knew if we skipped a year it was going to be hard getting things back on track now. Especially since everybody has families and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well that's about it for now. Yell at ya'll later. Oh Yeah, if anybody has any job opportunities, &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; is looking for employment again. So if you have a computer job, let him know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot we got a new addition to the family. I introduce ya'll to Scooter Brown. Our new mut. That is his pic on top of the post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114911941819212700?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114911941819212700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114911941819212700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114911941819212700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114911941819212700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114591410141806948</id><published>2006-04-24T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T16:28:51.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING THROUGH THE BIG "D" &amp; I DON'T MEAN DALLAS!!</title><content type='html'>It is official, I have left Tammy. I know people have heard this before, but now lawyers are involved and everything. I will post a little how everything is going, but it is not going to be too detailed due to how the crazy woman is acting. I really don't know if I should say anything at all just because how nasty it is going to get. By the way, unless you are talking to me I would appreciate it if ya'll didn't tell anything about me to anybody. This woman has tricks. It is almost scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing alright. I am living in a disclosed location that only a few know. I will be out and about once I get a few more things lined out with the lawyers. Notice its pleural. Not going to hold back on this one. I could only take so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got most of the stuff knocked out today to get the ball rolling. I am going to study now. I have two test this week. One next week, then finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll BE COOL cause I'm going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114591410141806948?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114591410141806948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114591410141806948' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114591410141806948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114591410141806948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/04/going-through-big-d-i-dont-mean-dallas.html' title='GOING THROUGH THE BIG &quot;D&quot; &amp; I DON&apos;T MEAN DALLAS!!'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114521159388890644</id><published>2006-04-16T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:20:41.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For The Monthly Post</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it again. Actually my PC went down again. I had to reload everything. I am saving my pennies for a Dell right now. Well, March ended pretty good, but April has been a bitch. Work has been OK, but we are still trying to get caught up from vacation, going to training, and just everybody taking off sick or what not. Tammy and I are now in a custody battle for the "Little Man". CPS took him from his mom for drug use, and we can not get custody of him Yet!!! I stress yet. I have contacted the lawyers, and are waiting for them to tell me how much this is going to cost, and how much time. With all the connections I have acquired over the years, you would think that this would be a walk in the park. NO!!!!!!!!! We are having to deal with a power hungry little CPS worker, who is fresh out of college, and doesn't have a clue what is the right place for her ass, much less a child. We raised this child from the time he was 2 months old until he was 2 years old. His mother wanted to start being a mother again, so we came to an agreement as long as we still got to have him every other weekend we would go along with her raising the child. Now in hindsight, that was a bad decision. Her new boyfriend and their wonderful family have stepped in and screwed the whole deal up. Not to mention the drug use, they have manipulated The Little One's mother that we are bad people. I should have just fought for custody when we had him in our care. I let the whole family talk me out of it then, but now I am going in with guns drawn. (expression only). The lawyer feels good about it, but the only thing standing in our way is the CPS. She wants to straighten the family out. It cracks me up. She takes the child away because the mother can't make good choices, but then lets her make the decision on where the child should go. He is now staying with her boyfriends great grandmother, that he doesn't know or ever been around. It aggravates the shit out of me, but I am trying to stay as calm as possible. The next few months are going to be trying, but I will try to keep ya'll posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; is down in Cabo this weekend. They are celebrating his little brother's B-day down there. Lucky bastard. That boy has more luck than a leprechaun with a pot of gold. Hope he has a great time, doesn't drink the water. I doubt he will be drinking the water down there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the a birthday party for Tammy's niece's oldest. We will refer to him as "Head." I swear this kid's head is the same size as when he was born. His body just finally grew into it. I love that little to death. He is quite a character, and he is about to break me. He started school this year, and was getting into a lot of trouble. So I came up with the bright idea that if he was good all week, and came home with all greens, I would give him $5 a week. He kind of struggled at the first, but lately he is one of the best kids in the class. His little brother starts next year and he wants the same deal. I am going to have to get a second job just to support all my nieces and nephews for being good in school. I love to do it though. It makes them so happy, and their mother lets them spend it on what they want. Mostly candy and toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going pretty good with me. It is tough though taking two science course at the same time. The semester is about over though. I apply for nursing schools in August. So wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Eater to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114521159388890644?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114521159388890644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114521159388890644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114521159388890644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114521159388890644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-for-monthly-post.html' title='Time For The Monthly Post'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114274112486617537</id><published>2006-03-18T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:09:54.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Is Almost Over</title><content type='html'>It has been great, but it is almost over. I have learned another lesson about blogging tonight though. Always save your work, because you never know when you are going to be a dumb fuck and push the wrong button. I had a post all the way done, and was going to spell check it. The pop-up blocker came up and I told it that this site was safe. Then when I allowed it, it tried to go to another site or something and I lost my whole post. Oh well, Take two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacation has been pretty good. I have definitely enjoyed the time off, and having the Little Man over all week. We took him home today, and I am already missing him. We had a blast this week. We played everyday, and did a lot of running around together. We took him on the &lt;a href="http://www.trinityrailwayexpress.org/"&gt;TRE&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. He loved it. Now for the second trick for the night here are some pics on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cowboycolby/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; site. It was so much fun watching how excited he got about riding on a train. I also have a short film we took with the digital camera I got for my wife for Valentine's Day that I will put on here once I figure out how to load it onto the site. We rode from &lt;a href="http://www.fortworth.com/"&gt;Downtown Cowtown&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.dallascvb.com/home/"&gt;The Big D&lt;/a&gt;. We got off the train and had lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.meatballs.com/location_results.cfm?State=TX&amp;City=Dallas&amp;amp;Concept=SWH&amp;amp;start=1"&gt;Spaghetti Warehouse&lt;/a&gt;. We even got to eat in the trolley car in the middle of the restaurant. He had blast. We reboarded the train and went back to Ft Worth. You can tell we are getting older, because by the time we got back we were worn out. We didn't even make it out for St. Patty's Day. This is the one holiday a year I never miss. I have been out of country and missed Christmas, but I have never not celebrated St. Patty's Day. Oh well, there is always a first for everything. The little man was getting over being sick, and still feeling up his pull-ups, which he usually doesn't wear, but he had the runs. We are also running low on funds right now. &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; made it out though. He has some great picks on his website. It looks like they had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to fix the four wheeler, and maybe we can go mudding. I finally got all the parts for it. I am going to get up in the morning and try and get it going. Cross your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready for my vacation to be over, but I know the pile of paperwork on my desk is probably falling on the floor by now. I go to warranty school this week also. So it will be a busy ass week trying to get caught back up and be gone from work another three days. I also have a test Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for right now. Hope everybody had a great St. Patty's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114274112486617537?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114274112486617537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114274112486617537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114274112486617537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114274112486617537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/03/vacation-is-almost-over.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Vacation Is Almost Over&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114230388523613442</id><published>2006-03-13T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:38:05.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Day Until The Mini-Vacation</title><content type='html'>I can't wait, but it seems like work is getting busier, and I can't get enough done before I go on vacation. I left so much at work undone today, and I am hoping I can get it all done before tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take Tammy to the nuerologist today. They are changing up her Med's again. Hopefully this will be a good thing. She is pain a lot more lately and just doesn't have the engergy. Good news though because they are fixin' to release the Medication she was on last year, that seemed to be doing a lot of good. They had to pull it from the market because someone died. I know it sounds scary, but the guy that was on it also had AIDS. So yes people, it is not a good thing to take an immune suppressor when you already have AIDS. The same people that made Vioxx made this medicine, so they were scared and pulled it off the market. There have been no deaths in Europe. There is always some risk with new medications, but the benefits she receives from the medicine is worth it. Now hopefully we won't have any problems with the insurance company on this one. That is another story I really don't want to get into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off work tonight, and took the Softball Queen to practice tonight. We still have to do a little fine tuning, but that girl can hit. She has got a great arm to. She will start playing with the high school team next year. So she is going to play one more year of Rec ball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one was being a winy butt out there. I didn't bring any jackets and the cold front or just cold winds were blowing in. Thank God I carry a blanket in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is over there watching Madagascar again for the 100th time. He loves that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really going on. Just getting ready for the vacation to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody's Monday didn't go like mine at work, but what do you expect days just before vacation. I hope the place is still standing when I get back next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114230388523613442?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114230388523613442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114230388523613442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114230388523613442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114230388523613442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-more-day-until-mini-vacation.html' title='One More Day Until The Mini-Vacation'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114221763809832204</id><published>2006-03-12T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:40:38.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY TO ALL</title><content type='html'>Sorry, to all those that I drunk dialed last night. I was in rare form. I started out last night cooking some supper, and I got the great idea to have a Crown and Dr. Pepper. You all know how it goes. The first one tasted so good, I just had to have a couple more. I should have ate some of the supper I cooked, because I ended up going out and meeting Shump for a couple of beers and a couple of shots. We actually left the bar at a reasonable time, but the drinking didn't stop there. We ended up going back to my place and setting up the new computer, that finally is fixed. It seems after two mother boards and one hard drive, maybe it will stay working now. Shump got my wireless working. Now the kids and I don't have to fight over the computer. You should have seen us. We were so drunk. It took us a litte while to get it all set up and configured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shump ended up going home, and I guess I started calling old buddies severly drunk. So if I called you last night, or should I say early this morning, I deeply apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and picked up the little one today. I am on Spring break this week, and I am going to take a few days off. The softball queen lives with us now, and she is on spring break also. So after I get the jeep running again, we are definitely doing some 4-wheeling this week. I am really looking forward to this week. No school. It has gotten real tough this semester, but these are my hardest classes from here on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope everybody has a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114221763809832204?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114221763809832204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114221763809832204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114221763809832204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114221763809832204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry-to-all.html' title='SORRY TO ALL'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-114214817093345647</id><published>2006-03-12T01:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:22:50.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEN A LONG TIME</title><content type='html'>It's been along time since I have posted, but I'm back. I know I have said this befoe. Well, Fuck You. Here I am. I am not going to promise that I will write all the time, but I will try and do as much as I can. Shumpy finally came over and hooked up my wireless. It is still not secure, so anybody who lives arond me can get on, but oh well. I will fix that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie I hope you are still out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is kicking my ass. I am taking two science class right now. I am feeling the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more tomorrow. I am tooo drunk right now too continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COWBOY COLBY;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-114214817093345647?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/114214817093345647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=114214817093345647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114214817093345647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/114214817093345647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2006/03/been-long-time.html' title='BEEN A LONG TIME'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-113247618505963660</id><published>2005-11-20T02:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:43:05.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma won again</title><content type='html'>Well, momma won again at bingo. So as she was coming home she calls and asked if I wanted to go out. Like she has to really twist my arm. I had been studying for about 8 hours today. A beer sounded really nice. We went up to the B. Shump was there and all the Falcons (a story I will have to get into later), Big Dog showed up. We had a couple of beers and a couple of shots. Shump got a call from a blogger friend, Pixel, no hyperlink because I can't remember what her site is. They were up at Scuba Joes ( or as I like to call it the "Fat Farm".) This place always has the biggest girls in it. Alicia was there with 3BSP (classified nickname.) This is a Kareoke bar, so you know all the really interesting people hang out there. We had a great time. Tammy enjoyed seeing the girls, and I got to laugh at a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to watch the Cowboys @ Buffalo Wild Wings with the boys. I am taking my books to (going to try to get in as much studying as possible.) I got a test on Monday. So say a little prayer for me. Then, we are going to watch BC's little Pee Wee football team, that he coaches, play in the Super Bowl. It should be a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. I have too much of a buzz to carry on, and my brain is fried from studying all day. Have a great Sunday and Go COWBOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-113247618505963660?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/113247618505963660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=113247618505963660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/113247618505963660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/113247618505963660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/11/momma-won-again.html' title='Momma won again'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-113236965593956505</id><published>2005-11-18T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T21:07:35.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well that's what happens with too much tequila.</title><content type='html'>I drunk blogged again the other night so I guess I will have to start blogging again since I said I would. I really have missed it. There were a lot of great HNT's out there yesterday, but I was too hung over to even turn on my PC yesterday. I played hooky again from work. I actually got written up for it this time. I knew it had to be coming. I have been getting away with too much shit lately. So now I will have to be a good little buckaroo until the end of the year. I can't get fired before Christmas. They are starting the paper trail now so I will have to clean up my act. I usually don't miss as much work as I have lately, but I have gotten to the point that I really don't give a shit about my job at this company. If they ever do fire me, all they will be doing is helping me move on to the next thing. I think this is the first job that I just couldn't stand. This company was great before we got bought out and became a public corporation. We all had a great time at our jobs there before. Now the morale sucks. This company doesn't give a shit about any of us, and if we don't fit into their plan. See Ya Later. I am going to stick it out for just a little while longer, but I am going up to the hospital to try and get on part time for now. I am going to try and get my foot in the door before I get out of school. Who knows, one day you might come into the emergency room and see my bright and shiny face. How many of you are going to shit yourself then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really going on here. Going to watch some high school football play offs tomorrow. I am going to watch South Lake's game and then watch Trinity's game. It should be a pretty good time. BC and I are going to go for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy won at bingo the other night. She hit the big one. That is really going to help us out a little to make it to the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya'll have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-113236965593956505?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/113236965593956505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=113236965593956505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/113236965593956505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/113236965593956505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-thats-what-happens-with-too-much.html' title='Well that&apos;s what happens with too much tequila.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-113221459690043225</id><published>2005-11-17T01:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T02:18:31.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OK FUCK I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while because of school and work. The real truth is I didn't think anything in my life was writing about. I was busy with school and work, but I probably still could of blogged. I read everybody eles's blogs and don't think my compares to them. I don't know how to put all that fancy shit like &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.coml"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/A&gt;.  I want to get back into writing, but it is just like a job to do this every night. Well I have winned enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really going on here. Just working and going to school. I did skip school tonight. Momma won at bingo last night and we went out and partied tonight. I am doing alright in school so taking off one night from school won't hurt I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one has been coming over a lot lately. He is really growing into a character lately. The things he does cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Softball Queen made A's &amp;amp; B's for the second six weeks in a row. I am so proud of her. All the schools she has attended have always tried to tell her that she had a learning problem. Well she is showing them this year that she does not have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out and Celebrated tonight. Shump was there and we had a pretty good talk. He is suppose to come by tomorrow and set up my wireless networtk tomorrow. How long have I been saying that. I have faith in him, he will be here tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll that is about it for now. I will post more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-113221459690043225?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/113221459690043225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=113221459690043225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/113221459690043225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/113221459690043225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok-fuck-im-back.html' title='OK FUCK I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112596866743327059</id><published>2005-09-05T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:04:27.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where To Start?</title><content type='html'>Well the little one and I had a great time this weekend. He is such a character. He is talking so well now. You can almost understand everything he says. Another blessing is he is potty trained now, but the down fall is his bladder is smaller than a pea. So we took trips to the bathroom about every 10 minutes. I hated to see him go back home, but man he has worn us out. We are not used to having a two year-old around the house. Don't get me wrong, if I could keep him here I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Princess' game Friday night. Her school won again. They are 2-0. They won, but they did not look that great. They made a lot of mistakes, but a W is a W. They had better shape up for next week though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we slept in and went to have breakfast with the MIL. I knew something was up when she said she would buy. I had to go over to her house, and I hung pictures and rewired her dryer from a four prong plug to a 3 prong plug. Not too much work. I got it all done and didn't even shock my self or short anything out. I was pretty impressed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got two treats that day. The MIL took us to &lt;a href="http://www.texasroadhouse.com/TRHintro_flash.html"&gt;Texas Road House&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. I just love that place. It turns out that having MIL live right around the corner is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went over to a friend's house for his son's fourth birthday party and then we had to take the little one home. It is always hard taking him home, but he belongs with his mother. Tammy went to bingo and won again. Her and her mother are there again tonight. She has called me and told me she has already one $100.00 tonight. She is pretty lucky. She just called and won again. I don't mind that she goes. Hell it pays off more than she loses. Of course, when she is on a losing streak she is good about not going again for a while. It gives here mom and her something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying for about 3 hours and had to take a little break. I still have about another 2 hours to go. I went out to everybody's blog sites and saw most of the people are enjoying the holiday, because they haven't updated their blogs. So I don't feel bad about being behind either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all ya'll had a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112596866743327059?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112596866743327059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112596866743327059' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112596866743327059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112596866743327059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-to-start.html' title='Where To Start?'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112562997743017349</id><published>2005-09-01T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:59:37.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Title Goes Here</title><content type='html'>I can't come up w/ a title tonight. Maybe it should be God have mercy on the good souls in NO, but everybody is talking about that subject. Notice I only asked for God to look after the good souls, because all those fuckers looting and taking advantage of the tragedy can just eat shit and die. I am not even going to go into that now though. This country is strong and will defeat this just like we have every other thing that has stepped in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com"&gt;Cowboys&lt;/a&gt; play. It is 20 to 20 right now. I hope the Cowboys win, but I know it is just a preseason game. GO COWBOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and picked the little one up last night. Man he is such a blast. He just brightens up everything in my life when he is around. He was walking around in my boots last night ( literally.) It was hilarious. The boots came all the way up to his hips. He could barely walk. We had a blast last night after I got out of school. He is staying with us until Sunday. So there won't be any Wild tales from this weekend. Cowboy update!! Cowboys just scored a touch down. Score 27 to 20. I just love it when they are winning. Back to the blog. The little one and I plan to play and play all weekend long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everybody stays safe this weekend. Drink a few for me, and say a prayer for the ones in wake of the disaster, and one for our boys over in towel land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112562997743017349?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112562997743017349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112562997743017349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112562997743017349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112562997743017349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/09/title-goes-here.html' title='Title Goes Here'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112545619304758820</id><published>2005-08-30T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:45:09.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Weekend. I Am Still Hurting.</title><content type='html'>Well after the Cowboy victory Saturday night we headed up to the B to celebrate, and Tammy's winnings from Bingo. We got up there and nobody from the crew was really there. Barry did show up. Everybody was over at Pete's house for the football draft. We picked up some beer and headed over there. By the time we got there, just about everybody was drunk. We stayed a few minutes and headed back up to the B. I bribed &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com"&gt;Shump&lt;/a&gt; to come up for a shot and a few drinks. We ran into some new friends of ours while we were up there. They said they were headed to Shreveport and wanted to know if we wanted to go. So like the smart people we are, we said why not. Tammy ended up driving out there, because she was the only sober one. We got to the boats about 4am. We gambled a little bit at &lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodcasinoshreveport.com/"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/a&gt;, then we went over to the &lt;a href="http://www.harrahs.com/livesite/Page/ubc/index"&gt;Horseshoe&lt;/a&gt; for the rest of the time. No folks, I didn't come back rich. We actually donated a little. Poor Tammy had to drive back Sunday morning, because we were all still drunk. She got us home safe and sound. We ended up sleeping the rest of the day away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work Monday morning hungover. I just don't understand why hangovers hurt more now than they used to. Sucks getting older. Work was boring. I went to my first class Yesterday night. I had Anatomy &amp; Physiology plus lab. It was pretty good. Looks like the professor is going to be alright. Tonight I had Speech and Comp II. It doesn't look like those classes are going to be to hard. I hope my Comp II professor makes it through the year. I think he was around when the pilgrims came over on the Mayflower. No, he is pretty funny, and the way he has the class mapped out I don't think it's going to be too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got end of the month at work tomorrow so I am going to get out of here for now. I got a little studying to do for A &amp; P. That is going to be my hardest class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112545619304758820?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112545619304758820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112545619304758820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112545619304758820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112545619304758820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-weekend-i-am-still-hurting.html' title='What A Weekend. I Am Still Hurting.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112520014738070402</id><published>2005-08-27T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T22:38:37.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW ABOUT THEM BOYS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/nfl/clubhouse?team=dal"&gt;Cowboys&lt;/a&gt;. Yeah baby the boys looked a lot better. I am so ready for the season to start. Tyson Thompson looked good tonight, and even the offense line straightened up after the 1st Qtr. I am not as worried about Bledsoe now. He looked good after the line gave him sometime to throw. Romo looked good. He definitely secured his position. I checked on season tickets tonight, and it is not going to happen this year. I am going to make it happen next year though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to post. I think that is the first time we have beaten the &lt;a href="http://www.houstontexans.com/index.php"&gt;Texican'ts&lt;/a&gt;. I hope I can to go sleep tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yell at ya'll tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112520014738070402?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112520014738070402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112520014738070402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112520014738070402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112520014738070402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-about-them-boys.html' title='HOW ABOUT THEM BOYS?'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112518431958649502</id><published>2005-08-27T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T18:54:28.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>With or Without? Your Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/1600/no%20stash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/320/no%20stash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the question of the day. Should I stay with the stash or keep it off. I got bored today and shaved the stash off. I usually do this once a year in January, but I shaved it off today. I am going around and talking to a few hospitals next month to talk about contracts and deals for school. So I think I am going to keep it off for at least a couple of weeks. I want to know ya'll's input for after that. Should I keep it off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy and I went to the high school football game last night. The Princess's team won. She marches in the band. They did an excellent job. Her band is pretty good. They go to nationals and get invited all over the country every year. She took four trips with them last year. We are already trying to set money back for this year's trips. We have to do a lot of fundraisers to help out. Speaking of that if any body needs a pass book for Tarrant county, let me know. We have sold four already. We usually out do her dad on fundraisers, but it's not hard when he usually doesn't sell anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss high school. Sitting there at the game last night, brought back a lot of fun memories form high school. I was sitting watching all the kids, and they had so much energy. I can remember waiting all week for Friday night. That had to be the best night of the week during high school. Now, I didn't go to a lot of football games, because usually I was riding Friday and Saturday nights at the rodeos. I would ride bareback on Friday nights, and Bulls on Saturday night. I split it up on purpose, because on Friday night I would usually leave after the bareback event and go party. When I was riding in high school, there was a lot of people riding bulls. There was always a slack riding for bulls (extra riding) before the rodeo started, then bull riding was the last event, and then there would be more slack at the end of the night after the rodeo. In high school the rodeo would go from Friday night through Sunday afternoon. So I would sign up to ride Broncs on Friday night so I could make it to the parties. Now that I got off the subject, the kids last night had so much energy and you could just tell they didn't have a care in the world, but seeing their friends at the game. I miss those times. Not having to worry about bills or work. Just rodeoing and partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to my Dad's this morning and finished painting the house. I got it all knocked out, and he and I got to spend some time together. We had a good time, but I am glad that it is done now. He has a two story house, and the second story is all wood. When I win the lottery one day, I am going to get siding done on his house. I have painted that house for the last time. I have painted it four times in my life. He bought good paint so we should at least get ten years out of it, but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;I came home after that and took me a big old nap. I love Saturdays when a whole lot is not going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy and the MIL went to Bingo again tonight. So I am just sitting around and fixing to watch America's team play and win tonight. Yes, I am talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/"&gt;Dallas Cowboys&lt;/a&gt;. If any of you ever feel like you need to do something for somebody, and just can't figure out what it is. I sure would like season tickets to the Cowboy games. I don't even care if they are in the seats all the way at the top. That is one of my goals to have season tickets with in the next two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the &lt;a href="http://www.dallascowboys.com/"&gt;Dallas Cowboys&lt;/a&gt; are about to play; so I have to get everything ready for the game. Yes, I have a ritual before the games. I will go into that at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO COWBOYS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BE COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112518431958649502?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112518431958649502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112518431958649502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112518431958649502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112518431958649502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/with-or-without-your-choice.html' title='With or Without? Your Choice'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112509926236735570</id><published>2005-08-26T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:34:22.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIFF</title><content type='html'>If you can't figure out what the extra F is for, it has not been a long week for you. I am so glad it is Friday. I am ready for this month to be over. It is almost &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/snapdetails.asp?Directory=H7P"&gt;H7P&lt;/a&gt; time. I think I look forward more to this party than I do when the nextel cup race comes to town. I am still trying to figure out what costumes the wife and I are going to wear. I think we are going to break from the norm of T-shirts this year. Here is where I was passing the torch off to Rich for being the Ice Luge Master Bartender &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/Photos/H5P/H5Ppassingthetorch.JPG"&gt;Passing of the Torch&lt;/a&gt; If any of you can ever make a party, this is the one you need to make. There is going to be more people there than you can shake a stick at. It's good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the wife and I are going to watch the Princess march during the football game. She is in the percussion section. I missed all of her performances last year, because I was working two jobs at the time. So this is going to be a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll have a great weekend, and &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com"&gt;Shump&lt;/a&gt; have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112509926236735570?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112509926236735570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112509926236735570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112509926236735570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112509926236735570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/tgiff.html' title='TGIFF'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112501316367769947</id><published>2005-08-25T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:21:44.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT HERE NOW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/1600/hnt%208-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/320/hnt%208-25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't get to play with the other kids, because we don't have a digital camera yet. All of my other pics were on the PC that is down right now. I probably lost all of them. So if anybody has a digital camera laying around that they don't use, send it my way. WAIT!!! I forgot I have a picture phone. So I took a pic and am emailing it to my myself. So it's on there now. Look at those abs baby. Body by Bud &amp; tequila. Not going to talk about work here. I am tired of boring ya'll with all that blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt;, sorry to hear the weekend crapped out. If all else fails. Come by and we'll tie one on, and you can work on the site and fix the other PC. I would even put some Freon in the &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/Photos/Shumpymobile/21Apr04plate.JPG"&gt;Shump Mobile&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thechuckster.com//"&gt;Chuck&lt;/a&gt;, tomorrow I will post a pic of my attack dog for you. I let you tell me whose looks tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/Photos/Friends(justlikeFamily)/14Aug04Staats.JPG"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt;, is feeling better. Her and her mom went to &lt;a href="http://www.oneidabingoandcasino.net/"&gt;Bingo&lt;/a&gt;. No they didn't go to this place. I am just playing around and placing things all over this post. It gives her something to do, and she wins quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just going to sit around here and surf the blogsites and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112501316367769947?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112501316367769947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112501316367769947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112501316367769947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112501316367769947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/hnt-here-now.html' title='HNT HERE NOW.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112493191922058932</id><published>2005-08-24T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T20:25:07.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Being gone from work two days had its perks, but the return to the office sucked. I had to play a little catch up to get things straight around there. Troy the guy who works in the office did a pretty good job with out me, but it takes two to run that office proficiently. Thank God we had things caught up before I had jury duty or we would be in a world of shit. I had a meeting today with one of our vendors that didn't want to pony up and pay us for the work that they had us do for a customer today. So we had a little come to Jesus meeting today. We basically told them that we weren't going to finish the project unless they took care of the first bills that we had already sent them. Being the great negotiator that I am, and with a little help from one of my managers we are going to get paid what we are entitled to. It was basically a waste of time because I knew they were going to pay, and they knew they were going to pay it all. I guess they just wanted to fly down here to get a way from their wives. It seems everybody gets to go on business trips in this business except me. I really couldn't afford to right now, but I wouldn't mind getting a way on business every once in a while. The problem with once you take a trip for your company, they want to send you all the time. It would really fuck with school right now any way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/Photos/Friends(justlikeFamily)/14Aug04Staats.JPG"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt; is still trying to recover from the trip to &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com"&gt;Sixflags&lt;/a&gt;. It really gets to her when she has to be out in the sun for that long. She also has been running 90 to nothing before Sunday taking care of her mother. Her mother is doing better. She finally went back to work yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing else really going on. Too broke to go to the bar, and school doesn't start until next Monday. Just laying up like a crack whore at nights watching TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yell at ya'll later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BE COOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112493191922058932?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112493191922058932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112493191922058932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112493191922058932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112493191922058932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-after-jury-duty.html' title='Life After Jury Duty'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112483670611115553</id><published>2005-08-23T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:01:48.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again</title><content type='html'>Well I am back in the saddle again. The problem is that I am having to ride a shetland pony instead of a quarter horse. I have the kids computer hooked up and able to get to the internet. It keeps crashing if I have too many things going at once though. They had so much crap running in the back ground. I am just going to have to come in here after every weekend that they are over and get rid of all the crap they have going on this computer. I my Dad's PC went down, so now I am second in line, because they have to use their pc's for my mom's work. So I am still waiting on my newer computer to get fixed. I have narrowed it down to the motherboard, so it is under warranty. I just have to wait my turn for my brother to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got through finals last week, or should I say my final. I was only taking one class in the second session of summer. I got an A on my final and got a A for the class. So now I am carrying a 3.028 GPA. I am so proud of myself. This class was no walk in the park though. I had a really good professor. I would classify him in the top two of all my instructors. He really taught us how to write papers and get them right for academic purposes. He showed us how to fill in papers with words to make them sound more professional or academic. I didn't know if I was going to get a good grade in this class, but it worked out real well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the little one again this weekend. We went to pick him up Saturday. We had a company picnic on Sunday at Six Flags. He had a blast. We took him on the Log Ride, and he loved it. I thought he might have gotten sacred, but he didn't. He loved it. We all had a real good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had jury duty for the last two days.It was pretty much a waste of time, but oh well. It got me out of work for the past two days. I am just counting the days until nursing school starts. I am getting so tired of working in a place where they want you to take care of the business where the numbers look good, but they don't want to pay adequately to do the job. I am looking in too a few things to try and get something going before nursing school starts for income, and if one of these things comes up before school starts in the fall of '06 I'm taking it. Hough about that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to be connected again, even if it is on this shetland pc. That's a small horse, that don't go very fast, and usually is a pain in the ass. Also, if you don't watch'em they will bite you when you aren't looking. I am just going to have to get me a dell. The prices are coming down on those and I don't do a lot of gaming so I don't need all the bells and whistles. We also need to add a transmission to the wish list for the Jeep. If Tammy and I didn't have bad luck we wouldn't have any luck at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for today little buckaroos. I am going to go out there and look at all ya'll sites which I haven't been able to do in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112483670611115553?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112483670611115553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112483670611115553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112483670611115553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112483670611115553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112386710133265433</id><published>2005-08-12T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T12:18:21.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Part Thursday/Part Friday</title><content type='html'>Life is going ok right now. Finals are next week. I have been studying harder trying to get an A in this class. Good news though, I got an A on my last paper. I should have had an A on the first paper, but I forgot to box something on the paper like he asked us to do, and I got a 8 points knocked off. So, it ended up being a B. Oh well, what are you going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still having problems with the PC. &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; is supposed to come by Sunday and we are going to try and set something up temporarily. I am not giving the PC to my brother to fix until this class is over, because I still have Office working on it. It is a lot easier to work on it then the old dinosaur I have in the kid’s room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about opening my own moving business. JK. I have to move the MIL this weekend. Between the family and me I am having been moving somebody every weekend since the 22nd of July. So if anybody calls me to help them move; I am retired after this weekend. Except, &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/Photos/Friends(justlikeFamily)/31May05eichs2.JPG"&gt;Silent Dave&lt;/a&gt;. He saved my life when I had to move. You know it is always funny, when you are moving how everybody has something going on. If I were throwing a big party with naked girls everybody would show up. Maybe that’s what I need to do the next time I move. I will hire a couple of &lt;a href="https://www.the-lodge.com/"&gt;strippers&lt;/a&gt; to show up so all my friends will show up to help. Used all it took was buying everybody some &lt;a href="http://www.budweiser.com/"&gt;beer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.doubledaves.com/menu.html"&gt;pizza&lt;/a&gt;. Of course now, we have a lot more stuff to move. It used to be all we had was a mattress, box springs, a T.V, and maybe a couch. Moving was easy. I used to be able to move my whole household in one load in a Nissan pick-up truck. That’s not how it is anymore. Somewhere over my lifetime I have acquired a lot of stuff. Do you think it might be because I have a wife now? I swear we have more shelves in our apartment than can be hung up in a six bedroom house, and I put about 5 more in storage the other day. We have not been able to get everything put up in the apartment yet. Tammy has been working on it a little bit at a time, but with everything going on with her mother she just hasn’t had the time. There is still a lot of stuff in the living room that needs to be put up or sent to storage. Maybe by the time we move out we will have everything put up where it goes. Matti, our little Chihuahua, loves it though. She has so many places to hide and play in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got a full weekend ahead of me. I have a paper I have to write. It’s not due until the 18th, but I like to write it over the weekend instead of during the week. Also, we have to move the MIL; I have to replace the brakes on the Jeep, and Shump and I are going to work on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing this post on Thursday at work. Work got so busy yesterday that I could not finish it. I am thoroughly looking forward to this weekend. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get some good news last night in school. I turned my latest paper in, and the professor graded it while we wrote another paper in class last night. I got a 96 on it. That made my night. Then at 3 am this morning my wife woke me up with some more good news. Her oldest niece had another baby boy. 8 lbs. 21 inches. Great news, but I could have waited until this morning to hear it. Oh well, its FRIIIIIIIIIIIIIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all ya’ll have a good weekend. BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112386710133265433?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112386710133265433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112386710133265433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112386710133265433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112386710133265433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/part-thursdaypart-friday.html' title='Part Thursday/Part Friday'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112353103516595399</id><published>2005-08-08T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:57:15.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sucks and so does my PC</title><content type='html'>Well the pc is still down. The motherboard took a big old dump again. My father is raging pissed at my brother right now about. He keeps trying to say it is viruses, but when I have to move Ethernet cards and such because the processor can’t see them. I don’t think it is a virus. I can’t get certain programs to load up either. They fail half way through the installation. I haven’t been able to get to the old computer because either the kids had it tied up, or MIL was sleeping in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is quiet again. The kids were over for the weekend. I never realized how much space we had in the house compared to the apartment until we are all in there together. They go home today and we took the MIL home last night. She went back to work today. She is doing real well. Thanks for all of ya’ll’s concerns. It was not bad having her around though. She bought a lot of stuff for the apartment and Tammy actually cooked a little while she was over. Yeah baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best news is that the little one that we raised from two months old until he was two years old got to come over Saturday. His mother called us Friday and asked us if we wanted for him to come over Saturday. Naturally we were ecstatic. I went to pick him up. I am having &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shump&lt;/a&gt; post a pic of the little one doing his favorite thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves calling me on the phone while we are driving down the road. He and I played all day together Saturday. We got up and cooked breakfast Sunday morning. We had a blast. His mom is going to let us get him more often now. I am so ready for him to come back over, but I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is busy as hell. We are writing a paper every week. I am not doing to bad. I am just ready to get this class out of the way. Summer session classes suck. I will either be posting from school or &lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;Shumpy&lt;/a&gt; will be posting for me. I can’t get to the site from work so we I get a minute or two I am going to send my post to Shump on a word doc so he can post it. I can check the responses on my phone, but I can’t post from it yet. I am going to be getting a phone where I can, because I am tired of messing with the computer at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s about it for now. I doubt I will post everyday, but I will try to post as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt; BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112353103516595399?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112353103516595399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112353103516595399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112353103516595399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112353103516595399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-sucks-and-so-does-my-pc.html' title='Life sucks and so does my PC'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112291226897113485</id><published>2005-08-01T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:04:28.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PC Down!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey my computer crashed at the house again. My brother is working on it. I think I need to just go and get a new one. I can't bitch too much though it was free from my family. My dad is getting pissed at my brother for building such a POS. I got a free line out of work today so I could post a short message. It is good to know the IT department and have the hook up. Tammy's mom is doing better and staying at our house right now. Thanks for the prayers. She had to have a stint put in. I will catch ya'll up later this week. I will be blogging from school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112291226897113485?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112291226897113485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112291226897113485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112291226897113485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112291226897113485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/08/pc-down.html' title='PC Down!!!!'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112252183671861413</id><published>2005-07-27T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T22:44:09.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Calmer on the Home Range.</title><content type='html'>Last night I couldn't sleep for shit. Writing about the problems I was having with the S.A.F.C.C. calmed me down a little; until I went to bed. I tossed and turned for about three hours. I kept going over in my head what I was going to say to them today. Finally, I turned the boob tube back on to watch the &lt;a href="http://www.historychannel.com/"&gt;History Channel&lt;/a&gt; to go to sleep. This is a technique I use when I can't sleep. I put it on the and I believe I am educating myself while I go to sleep. The trick worked again. I did wait on the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0115798/"&gt;Cable Guy&lt;/a&gt; to show up. I went up, and talked with the apartment manager. I turned in the problem sheet, (the one where when you move in; you mark down all the problems with the place,) and told her about the problems I was having with the S.A.F.C.C. She told me that she had a phone number for the district rep. and was going to contact him for me. Hopefully I will get some free cable for a month or two. I had to leave for work before the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0115798/"&gt;Cable Guy&lt;/a&gt; did show. Tammy was here though. He came by and fixed all the things that I wanted fixed. So I am done bitching about that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy's mom is doing better. They performed a stress test on her, and they still haven't told us a lot. Tammy is going up there tomorrow to see what the results are. In this case, no news is good news. I think she is going to pull through alright. Thanks for all the comments and concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to do something I have never done on this site. I am going to do one of those question thingys. I would be doing it, but &lt;a href="http://www.thechuckster.com//"&gt;Chuck's&lt;/a&gt; was so funny that I felt I had to do it also. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) CD in your car that you are embarrassed to admit that you have: &lt;strong&gt;Pink. I love that bitch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Song currently on the radio that you sing to in your car, that you are embarrassed to admit that you know the words to and like: &lt;strong&gt;The pill by Pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) TV show(s) that you secretly watch that you are embarrassed to admit: &lt;strong&gt;The taboo shows that come on the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oxygen.com/"&gt;Oxygen Channel&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;late night Saturday nights. Soft, Soft porn, but still porn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) TV or Movie Star that you would sleep with but are too embarrassed to admit that you would, because he/sheis not your normal type: &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/desperate/bios/marcia_cross.html"&gt;The Red Head&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;from Desperat housewives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Musician that you would sleep with but are too embarrassed to admit that you would, because he/she is not your normal type: &lt;strong&gt;The lead singer from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alwaysontherun.net/4non.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Non Blondes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;The big ol' DSL's. They get me every time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Secret single behavior that you do at home when alone but are too embarrassed to admit: &lt;strong&gt;Jacking. Sometimes you have to relieve the stress though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Admit HONESTLY what REALLY attracts you to the opposite sex at first site: &lt;strong&gt;A great smile. Yeah right, ITS THE BOOBS. I am a man for God's sake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Even though you are not gay, admit HONESTLY someone of the same sex who you would have sex with if you were gay: &lt;strong&gt;Ain't got one, and not going to think of one. Sorry to disappoint ya'll. I ain't jumping the fence even for "What ifs."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Name an Olympic sport that you are embarrassed to admit that you like watching: &lt;strong&gt;Gymnastics of course. The girls in those skin tight leotards. Little know fact about me. I was in gymnastics in junior high. I got to look at many a girls in those tight little things, and some out of those tight little things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Have you ever masturbated in a public place? &lt;strong&gt;Only driving down the highway, and it was dark so nobody could see. Long rode trip for some booty that didn't happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Have you ever had a job that no one knew about? If yes, what was it? &lt;strong&gt;Yep! Worked at Mickey D's for one night. Man friends came in to get something to eat and made jokes. I quit on the spot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If you could be invisible for one day, who would you spy on? &lt;strong&gt;Any woman in Hugh Hefner's house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Be honest Have you ever had phone sex? &lt;strong&gt;Yep. It sucked. Too much "well what do we say now?" Of course I was already done with me, I just stayed on the phone for the next five minutes for her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Be honest Have you ever hooked up with a friend of your gf/bf while you were dating? &lt;strong&gt;Yeah, and come to find out she was crazier than the one I was dating at the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Have you ever hooked up with someone that you would never tell your friends? &lt;strong&gt;I think I have told my friends all the stupid stuff I have done in my life. Especially &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shumpy.com/says.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shumpy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; he knows about almost everyone. We both have mopeds in the shed of past experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well there they are. Laugh it up. I have stayed up way too late doing this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112252183671861413?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112252183671861413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112252183671861413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112252183671861413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112252183671861413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/little-calmer-on-home-range.html' title='A Little Calmer on the Home Range.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112242982973464529</id><published>2005-07-26T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:03:49.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Sucks</title><content type='html'>Well I am sorry that I haven't been posting lately, but we had to move. We cancelled our cable and internet a little too early. That is why I haven't been on the net lately. We finally got moved this weekend and the cable people finally could work me into their busy schedule to hook up cable and internet. Murphy's Law happened. They fucked everything up. They not only came in and did a shitty job they didn't hook up everything right, and forgot to hook up some boxes in the apartment. My nephew was here so they could hook up the cable, because Tammy had to be at the hospital with her Mom. I will get to that in just a little bit. So I call the cable company after my nephew calls me and says that the guy did not hook up everything right. They tell me that they can make it out between 2 &amp;amp; 5 pm. I argue with them a little bit and finally concede to their schedule. So being the patient person I am I call them at 4pm before I left work to see if there was someone on the way since they hadn't made it there yet. They come on the phone with this " I am a little fuck up that you will never find and I can be a smart ass" attitude, and tell me they have until 5pm to be there. Well I get home from work just before five. Guess what? They haven't made it. So I learned a little patience and waited until five to call them and ask them where they were are at. So after explaining my story to the operator, oh excuse me customer service agent, they put me on hold for 30 minutes. I was watching the clock. I told you I am a patient person. They come back on the line and tell me the dispatcher cancelled the work order because they talked to the installer and he said he did everything right. Of course he did, that's why I called them. I just wanted to call and say thanks. Fuckers. Then they tell me that they will make some phone calls and call me back in less than thirty fucking minutes. (Can you tell that I have gotten over this?) Then the installer calls me back and says "I did what the workorder said to do." So I go off on the little fucker who didn't sound a day over 18. I explained to him that he didn't install the digital boxes in the other two rooms, and shit was done like a fucking junkie was stealing the shit. Not installing it. So he says he will see if he can get anybody to come back out. Guess what you fucking morons? If you would have come back out when you were suppose to it would be fixed. So I call the cable company back, because the installers are contract. You do know to get work that you can be proud of in your business you need to contract out all the work to people who get paid the job and have no benefits they always do a super job. That's what we do at our Multi-million dollar business where I work. Shit we would go broke. Sorry ranting. I call the S.A.F.C.C (shitty, assfucked, cable company) back again. Then I get to talk to the 6 dollar an hour supervisor, not the 5.50 p/h service agent. This fuck starts telling me the problem is that I was not there. I guess I am going to have to work for these fucks so they do their jobs proper and right the first time. Now after all my bitching and cussing these fucks out on the phone, they still won't be here until the morning. I feel sorry for the fuck that shows up tomorrow though, because I am taking the morning off to be here. I swear I want to pinch the fucking heads off these fuckers. I even asked them how they were going to compensate me for all the trouble. They reply that they don't feel like they should, because my nephew who is under 18 was here and they should not have done the install in the first place. Yeah, that was the problem. That must be why they did such a FUBARed job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about the S.A.F.C.C. Tammy got a call this morning about 1:30 am from her mom. She was having chest pains and couldn't breath. So she called the ambulance and Tammy headed up to the hospital. She is doing better, but they are going to run test tomorrow. So Tammy is going to need to be there. So the S.A.F.C.C is going to have to deal with me. I can't wait. I think I am going to have breakfast made for the little dumplings when they show up. Yeah right. I hope Tammy's mom gets to feeling better. We are just going to have to wait and see. Ya'll say a few prayers for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going alright. They are talking about hiring another person to be in the department with us. Who knows. People are quitting left and right. They new guy is doing awesome. A shit load better than I thought he was going to do. I have been able to get a lot done since he has been there. The best part about it is I didn't have to train him as much as I thought I was going to have to. We are working on rocking the place. By the way they still haven't come around to talk to me about a raise yet. They had better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new apartment is great, but still a fucking mess. It sucks trying to stuff a 3 bedroom house into a 2 bedroom, plus sun room (computer room now). We did have to get a storage. We have almost got it all knocked out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope a few of your are still out there. I will be writing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112242982973464529?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112242982973464529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112242982973464529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112242982973464529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112242982973464529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/moving-sucks.html' title='Moving Sucks'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112122176041423248</id><published>2005-07-12T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:29:20.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work SUUUUUUUCKS</title><content type='html'>I didn't post last night, because I went in to work Monday morning at 6am and didn't get off work until 7pm. Being salary sucks. If we weren't so broke right now I would have quit about 8am yesterday morning. They had everything so screwed up when I got back from vacation. It is going to take me two weeks to fix their fuck ups. I wish they would have just piled it all up on my desk and not done a thing last week. They thought they were helping me out, but in all actuality they just made it worst. I do appreciate people helping, but not making it more work on me. I blew my top Monday morning over several things. They just let me vent and left me alone until today. I kinda feel sorry for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new guy, that I had no choice of hiring started yesterday, and it looks like he might work out. Hopefully. Most places have a 90 day probation period when they start, but not with me. If you can't pick it up and get going with in two weeks your out of there. I know it sounds mean, but what we do we can't afford to get behind. The new guy is probably going to make it. He has been doing everything right that I gave him, which is better than some of the people I have had moved to other departments in the company did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough venting. I got to come home about 6pm tonight and chilled out. My buddy Chuck came by with his new girlfriend. She is not bad looking, but she is bringing more kids into the relationship than he is. To each their own though. If they are happy, I'm happy. I got to get some computer time. I didn't have to threaten the kids with bodily injury though to get the computer. JK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like &lt;a href="http://www.thechuckster.com//"&gt;chuck&lt;/a&gt; , surrvied Dennis. Congrats, but I hope at least a couple shingles came off so you can do the roof.&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;a href="http://sksarcastickitty.com//"&gt;SK&lt;/a&gt; had a good time at the high school reunion. You need to check out here class picture. Reminds me of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Softball Queen is having a friend over, and the Princess is too. I made my nephew's girlfriend go home. Don't act like it is so shocking. I made them sleep in two different rooms and I sleep with one eye open. No they aren't that heavy into the relationship yet, but I felt if she was going to stay much longer they might try. I had to give them a little cool down time. They are good kids, are very scared of me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll yell at ya'll later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112122176041423248?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112122176041423248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112122176041423248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112122176041423248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112122176041423248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/work-suuuuuuucks.html' title='Work SUUUUUUUCKS'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112104351298081473</id><published>2005-07-10T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:11:42.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Am Glad I Don't Have a bushel of Kids.</title><content type='html'>We got up this morning and waited for everybody to show up to got to &lt;a href="http://www.nrh20.com"&gt;NRH20 &lt;/a&gt;, because nobody knew how to get there. I went to the Store and bought gatorade and waters. I filled the coolers up, and we waited. All the people showed up about the same time. We headed out to the water park. When we got there the ladies scouted out a good spot. Which in man terms means, we had to carry around heavy ass coolers to about 3 different spots until the ladies chose the last spot. Seeing as none of the adults had been there before there was no predetermined spot. The last spot was actually the best. Why do you ask why I am glad I don't have a lot of kids? Well I will tell you. There were about 10 kids with us today including the ones I claim. They all did a pretty good job of coming around and letting us know where they were, and what they were doing. All Except this one little kid, who definitely needs his name changed, because it is the same as mine. This kid took off to go ride a slide or something when we first got there by his self. Three hours later nobody has seen this kid. He is not hanging out with the other ones and nobody has seen him. The first thought that jumps into my mind is someone has taken this kid. Every other kid we have run into some where in the park at least twice. Not this kid though. So all the parents start going around the water park looking for him. I must have gone around the thing twice. Finally after an hour, he comes running up. So the buddy system starts. I make him pair up with another kid at the party that I had seen several times in this park, and threaten him with calling his mother if I find him alone again. I know, I am such a meany. Well after that I was pretty calm and we had a good time. Of course I wore my sun shades that you can't see my eyes through. The view was quite nice. Thank God for Texas heat and bikini makers. Note: there are some people out there that wear things that they shouldn't though. I feel it is everybody's responsibility to let your friends know when an outfit just ain't right to be worn in public. Like if you weigh over 200 lbs. Don't wear a two piece bikini. Nobody wants to see that in public. Now I might have offended some people with that last statement, but I believe practice watch you preach. I am not going to wear a speedo in public. My gut is too big and my package ain't that big to walk around showing it to everybody. If it was I would just go around naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded up after being out there for 5 hours and came home. I am burnt, and both the step-daughters passed out as soon as we got home. Yeppieeeee. Computer time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the vacation ends today. I have to got to work tomorrow. I am not looking forward to seeing how much shit is piled up on my desk, and how much stuff I have to straighten out. Oh well, I think Tammy is ready for me to go back to work. She hasn't giving me any all week. That is just wrong for a man on vacation. I am hoping that tonight since the kids are dog tired that I will get me some. If not it will definitely happen next weekend when the girls go to their dad's for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112104351298081473?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112104351298081473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112104351298081473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112104351298081473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112104351298081473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-i-am-glad-i-dont-have-bushel-of.html' title='Why I Am Glad I Don&apos;t Have a bushel of Kids.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112096689343769365</id><published>2005-07-09T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:11:42.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Call Me the Redneck Picasso</title><content type='html'>I got up this morning and went over to my parents house this morning and helped my dad paint the house. My father's house is a two story house and the second story is all wood. I got the wonderful chore of being the guy who did the top of the house. Heights don't bother me, but shakey ladders do. I got one side of the house done, but next week I am borrowing a paint sprayer from one of my friends. No more painting with a brush. I could have done the whole house in the amount of time it took me to paint the one side of the house. I really don't mind painting the house for Dad, just spending that much time in the Texas heat when it can be done a whole lot faster. We had a pretty good time making the side of the house brown though. That's a little side joke my father and I have. Ok, here is how the story goes. The first time I helped paint the house, my grandfather, dad, and I painted it. Well when ever we were doing house projects or working on some of their rent houses, they always told me some story or joke. So any ways, when we were painting the house they would ask me how the painting was coming, and I would say OK. They would say no it's not, and wouldn't tell me why until I started to become aggravated. Finally they told me the story about one time they were painting one of the rent houses, and next door some professional painters were painting the house next door. The professional painter next door asked them what they were doing, and my grandfather and dad answered we are painting the house. He said no your not, that's what I do. Ya'll are just making it green, or whatever color they were painting it. Well my dad didn't like this, but just kept working. Then when they were through they looked at both houses and saw the difference between the paint jobs. The professional painters job was a lot cleaner, neater, and didn't miss any spots. My grandfather and dad's job looked less professional. So from then on we never paint. We just make it green, brown, or whatever color the paint is at this time. Now I hope ya'll feel better about me explaining the inside joke. It does bring back a lot of good memories about times with my grandfather, dad, and I spending time together that we can never relive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After painting at my dad's I came home and ran over to chiropractor Dave's (formally know as Marketing Dave) house. There are so many Daves in our group of friends that we have to nickname them to keep them straight. Such as, Shakey Dave, Naked Dave, Stinky Dave (known now as Colorado Dave, Marketing Dave, etc. As all nicknames go there are stories behind everyone of them. So any ways I went by chiropractor Dave's house that he is building. He was experimenting with concrete stains, because he is going to do that in several rooms of the house. We got caught up and chit chatted a little. He did a test run of the staining. I wish we were still going to be living here when his house is finally done, but we won't be far. His house is coming along pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just laid around like a crack whore after that, watching the boob tube. We went out for &lt;a href="http://www.longjohnsilvers.com"&gt;http://www.longjohnsilvers.com&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. I had been craving that place for a while and Tammy saw a commercial for it so then she wanted to go. Came back after dinner and watched TV. What an exciting life. I know my life is boring right now, but were poor for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow were are going to &lt;a href="http://www.nrh20.com"&gt;http://www.nrh20.com&lt;/a&gt; for the Wild One's Birthday. His birthday was actually the third, but since everybody was going to be out of town for that weekend we are celebrating it this weekend. I will have to keep reminding my self that most of the ladies walking around there in bikinis are under age. These girls today look so much older than they are, but isn't that what our parents said when were young. So pray for me tomorrow because we are taking ten of his closest friends. No actually most of the parents are going to be there too. That's it for tonight. Stay tuned until next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. did ya'll see the links. I am getting good at this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112096689343769365?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112096689343769365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112096689343769365' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112096689343769365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112096689343769365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-call-me-redneck-picasso.html' title='Just Call Me the Redneck Picasso'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112088221135053067</id><published>2005-07-08T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T23:10:11.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores, What Fun</title><content type='html'>Well we got up and cleaned house around here this morning. Oh the joys of vacation. After we cleaned house we went and looked at apartments. I think we have found the one we are going to move into if they let us in. It used to be so easy to get an apartment. Now they look at both of our credits. Not saying mine is great, but with both of us it makes it a little hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took one of the nephews home that was staying with us this week. We will call him "Head", because his head is just now proportional to his body now that he is four, than when he was born. I think his body grew into his head. I swear it is the same size as when he was born. Cute as a button, but until recently his head was huge. He really wanted to go home, but then he really wanted to stay and play @ Uncle Colby's house. He was torn with the decision until he saw his parents and little brother. After dropping him off I took Tammy and the kids home and went to see my Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Uncle broke his leg this week. He is a quadriplegic and one morning when his wife was transferring him from his bed to the wheelchair his leg broke. His bones are getting so brittle and they must have tweaked his leg some way and it broke. He had surgery yesterday and they installed a rod on his femur. He was released today, so I helped them get him home. The only lucky thing for him is that he could not feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to comment on my Uncles wife. I thought about it today and this has to be one of the best people I know. She and my uncle have been married for about 25 years. There are numerous things that make her great like, how she takes care of him all by herself, and all the arts and crafts that she is so good at. The one thing that stands out in my mind that makes this woman a saint is that she married him after he was in the wheelchair. His first wife left him when he became paralyzed. This woman married him when he was already there. Now he can get around in his wheelchair and move his arms, because his shoulders still work, but that is it. He is truly dependent on this woman. She rolls him over three times a night about every three hours. She gets him out of bed and into his wheelchair. She also has to dress him and take care of other things also as in body functions. This takes a very strong willed person, believe me. I used to go over and stay with him when she went out of town once a year, and it is a lot of work. It just amazes me what this woman has done for 25 years of marriage. There are not a lot of people who would do all that for somebody with out getting paid. I just had to talk about it today, because it just touched me what she has to go through on a daily basis. The most amazing thing about her is that she never bitches or complains about it. I know everybody can't be as strong as this woman, but we should all try at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much went on after we got him home. I came on home and we ordered in Pizza. I watched some Stargate Atlantis and been playing around on the computer here and there. I have to go paint the side of my parents house tomorrow and Shump is suppose to be coming over tomorrow afternoon to work on the site. Ya'll have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112088221135053067?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112088221135053067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112088221135053067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112088221135053067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112088221135053067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/chores-what-fun.html' title='Chores, What Fun'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112079141541329230</id><published>2005-07-07T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:56:55.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look</title><content type='html'>I learned how to add extra links. Happy me, Happy me. Maybe I will learn some more new tricks on vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112079141541329230?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112079141541329230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112079141541329230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112079141541329230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112079141541329230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/look.html' title='Look'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112079026101973390</id><published>2005-07-07T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:37:41.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time With Kids</title><content type='html'>I didn't post yesterday, becasue I am having to fight for time on the computer with all the kids that are over. I don't think if I would have taken them out for meals, that they would not have left the house. So I did what all ya'll would have done. I hooked the wireless to my PC so the kids could get online on the old computer. I had to think of something they were taking over. I was going to stay up late last night, but after golfing in the hot sun yesterday and drinking all the beer, I was out about 8pm last night. By the way, I have a new record for my golf game. I shaved three strokes off yesterday. We are only 4 strokes away from the new clubs. I shot a 103. I know, a lot of you shoot a lot better, but I am improving. My previous record was a 106. Once I break 100, I am going to get me some new clubs. Ones that actually fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a pretty good vacation, even though work calls at least three times a day. I got to be a couch potato today. Scifi Channel is showing all last seasons eposides of Stargate SG1, which I miss most of them. So except for leaving for Lunch today at Poncho's, I have been watching all the episodes of Stargate. Yes, I have a geeky side to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a couple of days of vacation left. They will be filled with honey-do's. My wife let me go golf and lay around all day. So now I will get back to the business of getting things done around here. It is still better than work. Yell at ya'll later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112079026101973390?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112079026101973390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112079026101973390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112079026101973390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112079026101973390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-with-kids.html' title='Time With Kids'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112057801124527945</id><published>2005-07-05T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T10:40:11.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Going</title><content type='html'>This last weekend was great, and it is still going. I am just taking an extra long weekend, instead of a vacation. I am still taking the week off, just not going anywhere. We went camping out at Loyd Park on Joe Pool. It is great out there, because it is like traveling to a State Park without as many rules. It is also close to home in case you forget anything. My SIL, 2 BILs, and all the nieces and nephews were there. We had a great time and I actually got pretty drunk Saturday night. The best thing about this weekend is that my nephew that we raised from the time he was three months old until he was two was there. I have not been able to see him for three months since his mother moved back in with her boyfriend. Needless to say I been along time and some bad blood since April. This kid slept in our bed every night until his mom decided to move in with her now boyfriend, and I stress Now. So it has been hard on me with him gone. It made my day when he arrived Friday night and ran up to me, because he missed me. I was sacred that with him being only two and it being over 30 days that his memory of me would have gone. It wasn't and it was a great weekend. He is talking so well. The one comment he made that made my weekend was when he came up to me and said "Colby my name is A_____." I am not putting his name on here just like the other kids, but from now on you will know him by Little One. I was so impressed that he could say my name, because all the other little ones have a hard time pronouncing it. We had a blast, we played and talked, and just sat around having a great time. He was well mannered also. I am working on getting his mother to let us see him once a month. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a lot of horse shoes this weekend and ate a lot of good food. I won a lot of games, because I am the self pronounced Horse Shoe King. (JK, but I did pretty well.)  My BIL and I cooked up 3 briskets and a mess of chicken. We all had a good time this weekend and never had a problem this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I missed was checking out the blog sites this weekend. I got up on Friday morning and checked a few from my phone, but I didn't do that the rest of the weekend. I knew if I did, I would want to come back into town and respond and talk to everybody. So maybe next year I will go wireless out there, just to stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like everybody had a great time on the fourth as I was reading. I will blog some more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112057801124527945?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112057801124527945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112057801124527945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112057801124527945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112057801124527945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/still-going.html' title='Still Going'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112023035289158686</id><published>2005-07-01T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:05:52.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology is Grand</title><content type='html'>I read my blog comments and and someother sites on my phone this morning. It is so nice to be able to be intouch. Thanks everyone for the comments and I changed my settings so anonymous can leave messages. If it doesn't work now let me know. I am still learning all this stuff. I had to come back into town to get a few things so I thought I would post. I will get back to all of ya'll after the 4th. Have a great 4th of July and be safe. Cass if I don't do anything you wouldn't do, is there anything that can't be done? JK have a great time. See ya'll soon. I will respond to all the comments when I get back, because the wife is screaming for me to hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112023035289158686?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112023035289158686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112023035289158686' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112023035289158686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112023035289158686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/07/technology-is-grand.html' title='Technology is Grand'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112009983544545013</id><published>2005-06-29T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:50:35.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What an evening on the blogasphere</title><content type='html'>There were some really great post out there tonight. There was everything about blogging and how it has changed the world to Shaved kitties or hairy ones.( Bald is beautiful. ) I think I am really getting addicted to this. When Shump comes over this week and teaches me how to link to other peoples sites in my stories it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was alright. They are still playing the hush, hush game, but I am still going on vacation and won't have to worry about it until the 11th after tomorrow. Our month is going good. It is nice being ahead of the game before the last day of the month. I actually got off work at a reasonable time. Very unusual this time of the month. Went to school and worked out. I think I spoke a little too soon on not be sore though. Man, I can really feel it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I stopped by a buddy of mine's house. We shot the shit for a little while and he is getting a A/C ducting system ready for us when we go camping this weekend. I know, what a pussy. FU, I have slept outside without a tent, without a cot, and in the jungle and national forest. I am through with all that. Since I have been out of the Army, I sleep in tents now and since a couple of years ago I bring an A/C unit. There's nothing like being out in the wide open, sleeping in a tent, and having it a nice 65 degree's in July in TX. We also have to do it because Tammy can't stand the heat due to her MS. I still would have it there even if that wasn't the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE DAY OF WORK UNTIL VACATION. I can't wait. Keith if you are reading this call me because I would like to golf at least once on my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. To all of you bloggers out there keep it up. You know you couldn't go without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112009983544545013?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112009983544545013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112009983544545013' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112009983544545013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112009983544545013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-evening-on-blogasphere.html' title='What an evening on the blogasphere'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-112001152526873072</id><published>2005-06-28T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:19:01.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Bad</title><content type='html'>I am not as sore as I thought I was going to be today. Worked sucked today. As you all know my boss is quitting and everything is going to be loaded onto my shoulders, which in turn should mean a raise. Who knows now. I went in with a few questions on how things are going to be after he leaves, and they start with "I can't say anything right now" shit. I swear to God I hate when these corporate A-holes start this shit. I wanted to get a girl I know to be hired on to help me, because she already knows a lot about warranty and I would not have to train her that much. Shump get your mind out of the gutter, it is my wife's niece's friend. They told me there are two ahead of her in line, but to turn in her resume. So I ask them who they are and they told me they can't tell me. So then I ask, "am I going to have any say so who it is going to be?" Guess what their fucking answer was. "NO". Fucking horsepussies. I told them I was not going to train my new boss. If they brought someone in ahead of me, they better know there shit. This sucks since our company got bought out. So who knows what the fuck is going to happen, but I am still taking my vacation next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I want to bitch about. Ever since my money out of my checks has been going into the stock fund at work the fucking stock has been going down. That shit better pick up or ya'll better start buying some of our stock. JK. I don't know shit about stocks so I figured this was the only way I was ever going to buy some. Maybe it will work out, maybe it won't. Who knows. I would have just pissed the money away anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School went alright tonight. I worked out and I am feeling pretty good. I think I am going to stick with this working out shit. I am tired of having this spare tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough bitching tonight. Yell at ya'll later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-112001152526873072?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/112001152526873072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=112001152526873072' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112001152526873072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/112001152526873072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-too-bad.html' title='Not Too Bad'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111992410698738973</id><published>2005-06-27T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:01:46.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like the Hulk</title><content type='html'>Man, it has been over 5 years since I lifted weights in the gym, and my body is yelling at me right now. Tonight was the first night in class where we got to lift weights and the last lecture class for this semester. Thank God. Now all we do for the rest of the week is workout. I lifted weights tonight and worked on my upper body strength. I had a hard time driving home. I lifted some good weights, but afterwards my body said " Where the hell did that come from." I haven't lost a lot of strength, but I have lost some endurance. Just ask my wife. I am dreading tomorrow. Oh well, I have been wanting to get back into shape any ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home tonight to a wonderful surprise. No my wife was not making it with another woman, but it was close. She had supper made for me. Trust me this is a treat in my house. Then low and behold my mother-in-law stops by and brings 10 packages of chicken and 10 packages of steaks she got on sale from Kroger. 10 for 10, but they even reduced that to like 60 cents a package. We will be eating good in the cowboy Colby Hacienda for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more days until my vacation starts. Man I am so ready for it. Especially since it is official I am getting a promotion. We just have to talk money now. My boss's last day is going to be Thursday. He is just tired of the shit at work. What he is really tired of is that he is not the head man in charge at work now. Our department falls under service so now he had a boss, and he didn't like that too much. Oh well, his loss my gain hopefully. I won't be doing his job for the same amount of money I am making now. I just don't know how much more they are going to pay me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am off to take a shower of my stinky ass, go look at other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111992410698738973?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111992410698738973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111992410698738973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111992410698738973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111992410698738973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-feel-like-hulk.html' title='I feel like the Hulk'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111984019753569860</id><published>2005-06-26T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T21:44:09.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Review Again</title><content type='html'>It was a pretty good day. We got up around 10 and got ready to go to church. After church we met up with Mom &amp; Dad for lunch. Ya'll all know me, I am never going to pass up a free meal and especially since Dad pays for the whole family on Sunday's. That saves me 30 to 50 dollars. It depends on how many kids I have with me that day. We really didn't do anything after that for the afternoon. I got to take my Sunday nap, which I haven't been able to do in a while. I felt great when I got up. The Eich's had a BBQ tonight. We took the girls home to their Dad's and headed over there. Michelle is a great cook. She made Pork and a delicious potato casserole. It was great getting caught up with everybody. Kimmy &amp;amp; Timmy were there. Also the Moon's with their son Jake. Man that kid has grown and is smart too. Shakey and BC were there. We had a good time and some good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more week before my vacation. Actually just 4 days. I can't wait. I haven't taken a full week of vacation in 2 years. We are going anywhere, but I just usually take one to two days off at a time. I am going to enjoy sleeping in and playing a little golf. Even if it is going to be by myself, because everybody is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going camping at Joe Pool with Tammy's family for the 4th, but the rest of the time will be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really going on. I have my final for my class on the 5th. It is not going to be that bad. This class is so fucking boring. I am glad it is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111984019753569860?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111984019753569860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111984019753569860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111984019753569860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111984019753569860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/sunday-review-again.html' title='Sunday Review Again'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111973157814765567</id><published>2005-06-25T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T15:53:54.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/1600/Treo075_06May05fukstik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6319/1073/320/Treo075_06May05fukstik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my PC is back up and running. My brother, God Bless him, got the pc working again. Yahooooo. He called me today when I was at work. I went in to soak up the last bit of overtime I am going to be getting. I go salary on the 1st of July. I go on vacation that day, what a coincidence. A lot has been going on since my last post. We are still in the house, trying to pay off a few things before we move into an apartment. Mostly I have been just working and going to school. Somehow I am still broke. Last week I almost seemed like a regular up @ the B. This week we are just too low on money. The funny thing about it is that Tammy was the one who suggested to go up there more than I did. I think she misses her babysitter (Video game on the bar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time again. The end of the month is here. At least there is a holiday after the end of the month. I can't wait to go on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy is hurting a lot again. They have tried changing up her medication, but it is not doing any good at the present. She is a tough girl, but it has got to suck being in pain all the time. That is one of the symptoms of MS. So ya'll keep her in your prayers. We were up most of the night, because it hurt her to lay down. I wish there was a shot or vaccine for this disease, but there's not so we just trudge along. I am so proud of how she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and put an image on this website so if it doesn't show up, at least I tried.&lt;br /&gt;Shump really needs to get over here and help me tweak this site. HINT HINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow that really worked. Now I just have to get some pics downloaded on my pc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**note pic is from Shumpy's site taken by his Treo.***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you see the happiness in my face that my PC is back up and running.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk to ya'll later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be Cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111973157814765567?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111973157814765567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111973157814765567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111973157814765567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111973157814765567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-aliiiiiiiiiiiive.html' title='IT&apos;S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111888203808858804</id><published>2005-06-15T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T19:33:58.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PC still down</title><content type='html'>Well the PC @ home is still down. Actually it is not at home it is up at my brother's work and he hasn't gotten around to seeing what the problem is. I am just going to have to ship my wife over to his house to stay so she can play here poker online. I bet that'll get him to working on my PC. My brother is such a lazy ass. For those that don't know. My brother is nearly 15 years older than I am. He doesn't get in a hurry about anything. What can you say though, he is doing it for free, or he better be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got done doing a Step Test to see how out of shape I am. I faired pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to get. I have to go home and fix Tammy's truck. It died today. It needs a new battery. When it rains it pours. At least that job is not a hard one to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111888203808858804?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111888203808858804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111888203808858804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111888203808858804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111888203808858804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/pc-still-down.html' title='PC still down'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111870272128584171</id><published>2005-06-13T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T17:45:29.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big PC Problems</title><content type='html'>I have not been able to post since the computer crashed. I think I caught a virus or something. I was running norton and updated it and it found some adware and I followed the instructions and used the tool. So when the computer restarted some of my operating system was corrupted or deleted. It won't even reformat my windows, so I am taking it to my brother to fix. He conviently works @ Comp USA. Hopefully he can get it fixed, but I will try to post this week from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you need to get a hold of me email me at &lt;a href="mailto:staatsc@rush-enterprises.com"&gt;staatsc@rush-enterprises.com&lt;/a&gt; (work email so keep it sorta clean or I will checking my email up here at school some. &lt;a href="mailto:cowboycolby@hotmail.com"&gt;cowboycolby@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this week we will be back up and running at the house. I don't think Tammy can go with out her online poker for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111870272128584171?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111870272128584171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111870272128584171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111870272128584171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111870272128584171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/big-pc-problems.html' title='Big PC Problems'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111810591667815632</id><published>2005-06-06T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:04:21.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PC Problems</title><content type='html'>We are having P.C. problems and I don't mean Physco Cindy Problems. We could not get online for a little bit. So I am writing from school. I broke the fat meter. The one that tells you how much fat content your body is. I was so fat I broke the damn thing. Not really. The 1977 pos that they used had a short in it so when it was my turn to find out my body mass index it quit working. I think the fat guy before me broke it. Na it was the electric cord to it had a short in it and it wouldn't stay working long enough to get a read. So it will be tomorrow before I find out how fat I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work was alright. Nothing really going on, but Kim our cashier, who is Big Mike's wife, put her two weeks notice to go work at Kenworth (our competitor). She is not quiting thank God, because she got offered another position with more pay. I ought to try this. Knowing my luck they would tell me " Ok, have a nice life and I wouldn't have a job." We can't afford that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Tammy and I have to pay off a few things on our Credit and then we can get the apartment. We should be moved into our new home by July 7th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there was no Sunday review, so I will let you know what happened the day after writing drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday got up and went golfing w/ Trent the Bartender @ riverside. We had a great time, but I was hungover from hell. I did tie the all time Cowboy Colby golf record. I shot a 106. No new clubs yet. I promised myself once I shot under a 100 that I would get myself new clubs. So that will be a little longer. I shot a 60 on the front 9 and a 46 on the back nine. Now if I can do that on the front 9 I will be getting some new clubs. After golfing I went home and laid up like a crack whore. The hangover and the heat really took it out of me. Tammy went to play bingo with her sister and her mother. She won about 150.00. We can really use the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we celebrated my mother's 60th birthday. It was great. Didn't really do anything after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Tammy is her to pick me up from school, becasue the Jeep is broke down again. So I will continue this latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am back. Tammy picked me up and we went to the Wild One's play-off game tonight. I think that is going to be the last game I go to this summer. They lost 9-8 in the last inning. The first two innings were long as hell and the other team had them 8-3 until the last inning. The Ump's made some bad call's but what are you going to do. His team lost in the second inning when they made so many errors. The reason I won't be making anymore games is because of the attitudes the team had after the game. I know they are young, but the coaches just let them have fits and mess around. I get so agitated with them. They can only lose one more game. I know I probably will go to the next game, but I got to act tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night I have to fix the Jeep. The clutch master cylinder went out, so the clutch is not working yet. Oh the joys of owning a jeep out of warranty. There is no way I could afford a shop. The price goes up when its a Jeep, and they aren't that hard to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its late and I have to work tomorrow. Have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111810591667815632?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111810591667815632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111810591667815632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111810591667815632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111810591667815632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/pc-problems.html' title='PC Problems'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111786689773766822</id><published>2005-06-04T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:34:57.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just out there.</title><content type='html'>Trying a new thing. Writing while I am drunk. This is hard. I have already backspaced more times than there is characters so far. Sorry I haven't been writing, but I don't get on the computer when I am stressed or depressed. Life kinda sucks right now. We are down sizing and going from a house to an apartment. We are not having much luck getting into an apartment. We have to clean up some of our credit. I know we will get through this, because if we can beat the wheelchair, I know we can beat this obstacle. For those of you that don't know, my wife was in a wheelchair last year because of MS. That had to be the scariest year of my life. We got through it though together and with family. The funny thing about it though is I never got depressed or looked at it like I was failing. I don't know why I am letting this move back into an apartment get to me like it is, but I feel like I am failing my wife. I know financely it will be the best thing for us since I am going back to school for my nursing degree, but I still feel like I am letting her down. We will come through this with flying colors, but I hate feeling like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough oh poor petty me. On to what has been going on. We only made some of our numbers at work. Oh Well. Maybe somebody at work should be doing their job. I am not talking about me there. Tammy and I have been trying to get back into an apartment, but the past is catching back up to us. We are going to take care of it and should be in an apartment by July. I have been going to school all week and this class is boring as hell, but it looks like it is going to be a easy A. Concepts of Physical Activity. Maybe I will get back in shape with this class though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't go out of town like we wanted to this weekend. We are going to take care of business and get us an apartment this weekend. The Wild One has his State Bowling Tournament this weekend in Houston. We really wanted to make it, but we have to take care of business here though.We really wanted to make it, but we just can't afford it. So we are staying around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Princesses and the Softball Queen's final game tonight. This game was to see who won first place in the Rec league. The Princesses team won by a land slide, but watch out for the softball Queen's team next year. It was hard because we wanted both teams to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at the B after that. There was a pretty good turn out. Rich, Eric, Shumpy, Kim, B.C., Melinda, Bob Barker, Charlie and us were up there. I had a few too many shots, but hey it was fun. Amber and her husband showed up,(they are in town for a wedding), were there also. We had a good time and I got a little tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am home and trying my first publish drunk. So if I ramble and jump around. F.U. I am drunk. That's it for this post. I am going to my first Charity Party tomorrow at Growler's and going to play golf tomorrow. Hopefully this weekend will turn out alright. Ya'll be safe and have a Good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with these words of wisdom from a new singer Bobby Pinson.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't ask me how I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111786689773766822?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111786689773766822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111786689773766822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111786689773766822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111786689773766822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-out-there.html' title='Just out there.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111786381617066926</id><published>2005-06-04T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T00:43:36.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck</title><content type='html'>This one is for Keith, F. U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on the boats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111786381617066926?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111786381617066926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111786381617066926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111786381617066926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111786381617066926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-luck.html' title='Good Luck'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111758915021639788</id><published>2005-05-31T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T20:26:01.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't even fell like it.</title><content type='html'>This is the first time in years that I am not feeling hungover. It usually takes me two or three days to get over the Canoe trip. It didn't even feel like a holiday. It did feel like it was suppose to be a holiday still this morning on my way to work though. There was hardly any traffic. I don't know if it was because it was the day after a holiday or because the bridge is partly out at Story Ln &amp;amp; Hwy 183, but there was no traffic this morning. I got to work in no time at all. Tammy brought me lunch and said that the Hwy was all crowded, so I guess everybody was just late to work this morning except for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked sucked as usual. End of the month stuff. I got a lot of work done early today though. I didn't stay late because tonight was the first day of summer school for me. I am taking Concepts of Physical Activity. It looks like it is going to be a blow off class. I really need that now so I can bring up my GPA. I will also be working out in this class, which is not going to hurt me either. I could lose about 20 pounds and I would be happy. We will see. From what I have figured out though all you have to do to get an "A" in this class is show up. So no more skipping for me. In the second semester of summer I am taking Comp I. This will be the 3rd time of me taking this class. I took it in 1990 at Tarleton State University, which I failed only because of absentees. I actually passed the class with an "A", but the teacher failed me because I missed more than 9 classes that semester. It was the first year that they had passed that law, so you know they had to make sure everybody was in class. The other times I have had to drop it because of work schedule changes. Hopefully the third time is a charm, or is it the 4th time. Don't know, don't care. I just want to "gitter done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else is going on. I don't have to study for this new class so I am going to play some baseball on the X-box. I am playing the Rangers in a franchise mode and guess what, we have lost both games so far. I am trying to keep it real.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to ya'll later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111758915021639788?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111758915021639788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111758915021639788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111758915021639788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111758915021639788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/didnt-even-fell-like-it.html' title='Didn&apos;t even fell like it.'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111742546430363813</id><published>2005-05-29T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T22:57:55.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Review #3</title><content type='html'>Well it was a pretty good Sunday. Not really going to review the week, because I have been a good little blogger and you will just have to scroll down to read what went on this week. We got up and went to church. Yes, I said church. We go every once in a while. We went to a new church for us. We went to the First United Methodist Church of Euless. We liked it a lot. It reminded me of my old church and the service was only an hour long. Not bad. We are probably going to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church we met my parents out for lunch at CiCi's Pizza. When we were leaving a friend of ours called and asked us to meet her up at Lowes. I just love that store. I like it a lot more than Home Depot. They have more stuff at Lowes. Speaking of Lowes, congrat's Jimmy Johnson on the win tonight. Man was he fast tonight, or at the last. I only watched the last forty laps. Any ways we meet her at Lowes and she wants me to haul a door and frame home for her, because all she has is a Jeep. We got the door and I took it back to her place. I ended up installing the door for her. I know, what a great guy. Tammy and her sat in the kitchen and talked while I installed the door. I was real proud of my self. It didn't take me long and I only had to install it once. Usually it takes me at least twice because the I fuck it up the first time. I am turning into a regular handyman now that I am moving out of my house and back into an apartment.&lt;br /&gt;So we get done with the door and come home to get the girl's stuff ready to take them home. After we drop them off we had to stop by my mom and dad's, beaus they wanted to talk to us and crunch the numbers about moving back into an apartment. We finally made them see the light. We dropped by the B so Tammy could get some potato soup and see the Babysitter (her video game at the end of the bar that she plays on while I drink). I watched the end of the Nextel race and now we are home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going over to Mom and Dad's tomorrow for the holiday. It still sucks that we aren't camping right now. Just doesn't feel like Memorial Day. Next year we are going even if nobody else is. Hope all of you have a great day tomorrow and be safe. If anybody needs a ride, let me know. I won't be drinking because I will be at my parents for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111742546430363813?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111742546430363813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111742546430363813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111742546430363813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111742546430363813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/sunday-review-3.html' title='Sunday Review #3'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111731871635804978</id><published>2005-05-28T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T17:18:36.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>Well Tammy and I are selling the house and moving back into an apartment. We have crunched the numbers and we can save over $1,500.00 a month. Since Tammy's pay has been cut and I am back in school, we have decide to do this. No more mowing the lawn. Yeah. We have come to realize that we are just apartment people. I was afraid that the kids would have a problem with us moving back into an apartment, but they are excited because we will be able to go swimming all the time. Which is a God send, because it is good cheap fun. We will be getting another house once I graduate from nursing school. I have really enjoyed having a house, but I am going to really enjoy having money again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only part that really sucks about this is that Marketing Dave is building a house behind mine and our neighbor across the street is really cool. So if ya'll need lawn care equipment come see me. We are also having a huge garage/moving sale on June 10. The prices are going to be cheap to free, just take the stuff. Tammy and I went to look for apartments yesterday and we found the one we are going to move into. We are moving to the Mandolion on 360 on the north side of Midcities Rd. So if anybody wants to help us move we would appreciate it. We are going to start moving in on June 10. Yes I know the same weekend as the garage sale, there is always reasoning behind my madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really going on this weekend. Going to My Mom's on Monday to spend time with them and play cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One piece of bad news is that my email will change and it will take me a little while to get back online once we move because the only cable they have there is through SBC and guess what. I owe them money. I will be updating my site from the business center, but please forgive me if it is not everyday. I will being getting hooked back up to the internet as soon as possible once we move in, it might just take me a week or so, or in SBC terms probably a month. There is a great business center and workout room that I will have access to 24hrs a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we have a Fridgerator for sale if anybody is interested. We are selling it for $200. It does not have an icemaker, but it is really big and fairly new. So let me know if any of you want it. Also Bull is looking for a good home, if anybody wants a 6 month old full blooded Blue Heeler. I just can't see making him live in an apartment. He has all his shots up to date and is free to a good home. I will miss him, but I will not have a blue heeler in an apartment. It is too cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all you you have a great Memorial Weekend, and Shump where is this block party at?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111731871635804978?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111731871635804978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111731871635804978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111731871635804978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111731871635804978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111716440234908723</id><published>2005-05-26T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:26:54.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Duece</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the comment Rich. I knew if I begged a little bit someone would comment. I know it is squirrelly, but oh well. Work sucked today, and will for the next two business days. Thank God it is a holiday weekend even if we aren't going on the Canoe trip. That does suck, but Next year will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shump went to the Kinky Pint night @ the Flying Saucer. I wish I could have made that, but it was on the wrong side of the airport and I am too poor right now. I would have liked to have met Kinky Friedman though. Ben got me turned onto his books. They are actually good reads. I am definitely voting for this guy. I think it will be the second time I ever voted in my life. The only other time I voted was when my dad was running for a spot on the city council. He didn't get too many votes. Probably just my family. It was right after he retired. I guess he was getting bored. I think he lost to the dead guy. JK. Look another internet word. I'm getting this shit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got off work and we had 3 softball games tonight. The Princesses team had a game @ 6pm and the Softball Queen had a double header after that. They both won. Their teams are 1st (the Princesses team) and 2nd (the Softball Queen's team). They play next Friday for the Championship. If the Princesses team wins its over. If the Softball Queen's team wins they have to play again, because it would tie them up. Wish I could be there, but we will be in Houston for the Wild One's State Bowling Tournament. Yeeha. As you can tell I am such a big fan of bowling. Its all for the kids though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the girls are over and want to get on the computer, because they are out of school. Plus I got to go to bed so I can get up and go to work in the morning. Talk to all of you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111716440234908723?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111716440234908723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111716440234908723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111716440234908723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111716440234908723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/go-duece.html' title='Go Duece'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111707795294875099</id><published>2005-05-25T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T22:25:52.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comments</title><content type='html'>The only person who leaves comments on this site is Shumpy. I know some of you might not be checking regularly, because I haven't been the greatest at writing every night. I am still kinda of new to this, so it will take me a bit to get everything right on this site. If I can ever get Shump to come over it would be great. I do have a site meter, but I haven't figured out how to put it on the site yet, but they have been sending the Zero Report regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrat's to Shumpy for making the C list on blogebrity. I didn't even make the Z list. I guess I need to update a little more than I have been. I am proud of Shumpy though. He has made a pretty good site. You are my Blog Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot really went on at work today. Just end of the month stuff. My boss asking me if we are going to make our numbers, and me assuring him that we will. Got off work and actually got to stay home tonight. No softball, baseball, or Concerts to go to for my stepkids. Tammy cooked supper, which is always great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched two shows tonight that pissed me off and I knew ABC was going to piss me off, just like they do every year about this time. I watched the finale of Lost and Alias. Everybody kept telling me that all was going to be explained on Lost tonight. Did they though, Hell no. They kept us hanging on until next season. Alias I thought was going to end and be done. No, they had to stick a car crash with a new secret to come out in the end. I don't know why I let these shows get to me. I should know better by now. Oh well, I guess we will have to wait until the fall or whenever the TV gods at ABC decide to start the new season before our lives can be satisfied on the stories of these two shows. It does keep us watching the boob tube. Yes my name is Cowboy Colby and I am a TV addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today boys and girls. The weekend is almost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111707795294875099?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111707795294875099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111707795294875099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111707795294875099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111707795294875099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-comments.html' title='No Comments'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111699192499834563</id><published>2005-05-24T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:47:53.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue</title><content type='html'>To all my fans out there I didn't know I had, I am sorry for not updating. This has been one of the craziest weeks in a long time. Wednesday night we had an intervention for one of my buddies. He is leaving his wife and really fucking up. Not going to go into many details, but his brother flew in and we tried to set him straight last Wednesday. Doesn't look like he is going to do the right thing, but oh well, what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways my buddy flew in from AZ for the intervention and also his youngest brother's wedding. Thursday night was the rehearsal and dinner. The groom's dad rented out the private bar in Billy Bob's. Free food and beer, you know I was there. I had to dance with all the older ladies later that night that were in for the wedding. It is a curse sometimes being such a good dancer. My favorite dance was with my friends little girl though. She is 5 and I had to carry her, but at least she didn't step on my feet. Went home at a reasonable time, because I had to work the next day and I couldn't take off, because I had already taken Thursday off. Tammy got a hold of her oldest son and she flew out to see him in Gulf Port, MS. She was gone for the whole weekend. Yahooo, time to party. Yeah right. I went out Friday and went to Benigan's with Glen (my buddy from AZ). We had a good time and I got a little drunk. I didn't think I had drank that much, until on Saturday I went to the Wild One's baseball game. Of course it had to be the hottest day of the year so far, and I was feeling a little, OK, a lot hung over. I stayed for most of the game, then I had to leave and go home and lay up like a crack whore. It was nice. I have not been able to do that since I lived with Link. I ordered a pizza online. Man I am getting s0 computer savvy it is scary. Pretty soon I won't even need to leave the house. Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get up off the couch about 9pm and meet Glen and a few friends up at Razzoo's. I ordered one beer and drank about 1/2 of it. It was water from then on. I can not drink 2 days in a row anymore. God I am getting old and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy flew in Sunday and we just kind of rested around the house. It was great having her home. I don't sleep in the bed when she is not here for some reason. I sleep on the couch. Weird I know, but that is the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday sucked at work, but we got a lot knocked out. We had a staff meeting at the end of the day that was pretty fucking useless. They came in asking how we should do things to improve, but didn't come up with anything. If I wanted to have a pow wow, I would have gone to Indian Council. They waste our time having meetings, then not telling the people you need to get their shit straight. SOS. Gets real old. I would have rather they came in and they bitched us out and said this is how we are going to do it, then waste my time by saying " What do we need to do to fix the problems?" Then not come up with anything. Blah Blah Blah. I am so ready to get through Nursing School. I am taking two classes this summer just so I can get it done faster. Hopefully I will start NS in the Fall of '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was pretty good. Got a lot knocked and still had some time to F.O. (fuck off). Went to the Wild One's baseball game tonight. They won 16 to 10. They are tied for 1st right now. The play off game is June 4th, but we will be in Houston, because the Wild One is in a State bowling tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the B for a beer and a shot. Tammy had her potato soup. Pretty good crowd. Growler, Peachy, Shumpy, Kim, Crash, Suzzane, Berry and even Beka was there. Thank You Beka for the shot by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and read my emails and updated the blog for ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the challenge that Shumpy sent. Hope I get this right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Total volume of music files on my computer?&lt;br /&gt;4- just learning how to download music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. The last CD I bought was?&lt;br /&gt;Limp Bizkit - Chocolate Starfish and Hot Dog Flavored Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Song playing right now:&lt;br /&gt;not a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Five songs I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me(in no particular order)*:&lt;br /&gt;A: Don't ask me why. By Bobby Pinson&lt;br /&gt;B: Where were you. By Alan Jackson&lt;br /&gt;C: The Fuck You song by Limp Bizkit ( I know that's not the name but I can't remember it right now.)&lt;br /&gt;D: The King is Gone (and so are you) by No Show Jones (George Jones for you city slickers)&lt;br /&gt;E:Dragula by Rob Zombie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Which 5 people are you passing this baton to, and why?Â&lt;br /&gt;Shumpy already listed all the sites I go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111699192499834563?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111699192499834563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111699192499834563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111699192499834563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111699192499834563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/long-overdue.html' title='Long Overdue'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111629685810585688</id><published>2005-05-16T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:31:55.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>Count them two days in a row. Not a lot happened today. Went to work. SOS. Got home and downloaded musicmatch.com so I could get my free downloads from Jack in the Crack. I have been eating free food off them all last week. I am such a sucker for free stuff. Anyways I download the player and had to go to the Wild One's baseball game. They did great. I thought they were going to lose. In the first inning the other team got up 7 to 1. His team came back though and beat them 13 to 8. The W.O. popped up his first at bat and got a single his second at bat. He seemed to do better once his dad got there. He didn't have much action in center field tonight though. None of the other team could get it out of the infield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home after the game and download or should I say tried to download to free songs courtesy of Jack in the Crack. As always nothing in this life is free. The first song I tried to download errored out, but of course they charged me for it. I have a message in to the site to give me credit, because the second one downloaded just fine. I downloaded Dragula by Rob Zombie and tried to download "the King is gone" by No Show Jones (George Jones for all you youngins.) I know two different worlds of music but what can I say, I have wide horizons of likes and dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to try and figure out how to post pics to this site, but I am tired of hearing the bachelor in the background that Tammy is watching. How the hell can women get into this show. The only other show that is worse is the bachelorette. I don't know about where ya'll come from, but the girls in my town that date 25 guys at once are sluts. To each their own though. That should get someboy fired up. So I think I am going to go to bed and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a long post, but it is the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111629685810585688?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111629685810585688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111629685810585688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111629685810585688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111629685810585688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111621312836902947</id><published>2005-05-15T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:36:09.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Review 2</title><content type='html'>Well I didn't stay with what I said. I promised I would do better at blogging. This has been a very busy weekend. Friday night the Princess had her banquet with choir and we got her home around 1am. We got up early Saturday and went to Home Depot and Walmart. Then we went to my niece's daughter's birthday. It was great to see them since they moved to Arkansas with her husband. He is about to go into the Navy. He is going in as a missile tech and has dreams about being a Seal. I don't think he has it in him, but you never know. The little prick has already run off on her once when the pressure of being a daddy and husband got to rough on him. I still wish him the best, because she is my niece. After the birthday party we came home. The Softball Queen went out to the dirt track races with a friend of hers and Tammy had to get the Princess ready for her second banquet for the weekend. She had her band banquet Saturday night. We got her dropped off at that only fifteen minutes late, but you would have thought it was an hour. Oh how the love comes out between mothers and daughters when they are trying to hair for a banquet. Tammy and I went to see a movie. We saw Crash with Sandra Bullock. It was an excellent movie. Really made you think. Great writing, you never knew what was going to happen next. Growler and PMP were there. We hooked up with them after the movie and went to the "B". Tammy and I only stayed for a little while. Shumpy and Kim were there. Tammy was exhausted and I really wasn't in the drinking mood. I know a lot of you are surprised about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Tammy home and watched a little TV. I had to go pick up the Princess from her banquet. When I got there I went into the hotel thinking that she would want to stay a little longer, but she was so tired from going to both banquets that all she wanted to do was get something to eat, because they served chicken at both banquets. So I took her to Taco Bell. We got to spend a little father - daughter time. I enjoy the talks she and I have when I take her places. When she got home we downloaded the pics to the computer so she could put them on her Zanga site. It is like a blog site for high schoolers. One of these days I will learn how to link the pics to this site. Shumpy is going to have to come over and teach me how. Obie One Kanobie your my only hope. (Yes Shump, I know I probably misspelled it.) So needless to say we were tired as shit today. We got up around 10 am and cleaned house a little and went to have Birthday lunch with my folks for the Princesses Birthday. After that we were suppose to go 4 wheeling, but my buddy Ireland decided to go to Strokers for a bike rally. I can't say I blame him. So we didn't go, because I was not going to get stuck down in the trails with out a winch. So we took naps. The Softball Queen had come home today feeling sick. We took the kids home and stopped by the "B" for some supper and a few drinks. Ireland showed up and showed off his new bike. He got a "Big Dog". I had never heard of this bike, but it was nice. It must be nice to have money. We had a good time and Shump showed up. We all got to meet Ireland's new girlfriend Beth, and she was very nice. Tammy likes her so that is a good thing. We tabbed out and came home. Nothing to exciting about the weekend, but we still had a good time. So until the next time we meet. Have a good week, and don't let the man get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111621312836902947?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111621312836902947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111621312836902947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111621312836902947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111621312836902947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/sunday-review-2.html' title='Sunday Review 2'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111595587600976555</id><published>2005-05-12T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:44:36.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Cowboy</title><content type='html'>I have been a bad cowboy these last few days. I am sorry I haven't updated the blog everyday, but some of us have to go to bed so we can get up and get to work on time. This week has been hectic. Tuesday night was the Princesses choir concert. She had a small solo in the presentation. She sounded great. We thought it was only going to be an hour long presentation, but it lasted 2 1/2 hours. They did a great job, but I can only listen to so many Show Tunes. Their theme this year was 100 years of Broadway. Yes it was a beat down, but we enjoyed it for the kids. After that we had to stop by my mother's so we could drop off the mother's day gift, since she was out of town on mother's day. We staid and talked with them for too long. My oldest sister was staying the night, because she is redoing the upstairs rooms. My sister has turned in a real "Martha Stewart" type of lady. She redid my old room. I thought is was going to be all girlie by the way they were talking about it, but it turned out really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. Went to work, blah, blah. After work we had our weekly golf scramble at Bear Creek golf course. Our team nearly won. We shot 3 under. Not bad seeing as our team had the handicap. Me. Some Cat engine rep's were there and we were drinking on there expense account. Man how I miss having an expense account. So we got a little tipsy. After golf I came home and fed the dog and waited on Tammy to get home from shopping with the girl's. The Princess has two banquets this weekend. She has her band and choir banquets going on. So when she got home, I wasn't feeling any pain and decided we needed to go up to the B. I called peanut and she met us up there. When we got up there Keith a.k.a. Nicole was there. He staid for about 5 minutes because he had to go home and get his beauty sleep. I should have followed suit, but oh no. I just knew I could get up and get to work on time. Hell I wasn't that drunk. Yet. Peanut showed up and we got caught up. She has been busy with school and she is still a newlywed. We don't get to see her that much so it was good to have a couple of beers together. Man that girl can talk. Her and Tammy talked up a storm last night. Rich showed up in his Dodgers Baseball outfit, or at least the pants. pin stripes and all. He had been at a softball game of course. Christi showed up also. B.C. Made it up. We all drank for awhile, but I hit my point and was wanting shots real bad so I knew it was time to go home. We said our goodbyes and went home. When we got home, Tammy asked me if I was going to update my blog. I was too tired and didn't want to try and type drunk. Who knows if it would have made sense or was even legible. So I went to bed. Tammy staid up and played poker online and came to bed. I did get a real nice surprise about 4am this morning. Tammy wakes me up and wants to know if I want to have sex. So being the stupid guy I am that is still drunk I say no. Then as I am going back to sleep this voice in my head starts screaming, "wake up you stupid ass she never asks for it. So the little head woke the big head up and we had us a nice little romp. This is where I messed up though. When we got done after hours upon hours of great sex, yeah right you know I lasted a whole 5 minutes, I should have gotten in the shower and just got up and went into work early. No I have to go back to sleep. It gets worse. So I get up with the alarm clock and jump in the shower at 6. I get out and then decide smartly to lay down for just a minute. I finally wake up at 7:30 and rush off to work with the biggest cowlick on the back of my head because I laid back down with my hair wet. So I got ribbed about it all day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucked as usual. Close repair orders, cut customers checks, eat lunch, do the same again and again. Got off work and had to head out to the softball fields in Haltom. Both the girls and the Wild One had games tonight. We could not make the Wild One's game so we went to watch the girls. The Princess had a double header tonight. They slaughtered the first team 17 to 2, then the second game was against the Softball Queen's team. At first it looked like the Princesses team was going to run away with it, then the Softball Queen's team came out hitting. It turned out to be a pretty good game. The Princesses team won 12-8, but it was the most challenging game they had this year. Kinda glad we didn't have to take them home tonight. I imagine they are fighting about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings us up to the present. So with that I am going to sign off for the night, because my lovely wife is sitting here looking over my shoulder and pacing back and forth waiting to play her poker online. I promise never to keep ya'll waiting this long again, if I can help it. I know all the exciting escapades in my life are just what everybody is waiting to hear about. LOL. Talk to ya'll tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes this is my saying Rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. got an email from Stinky Dave today. It was good to hear from him. He sent me his work schedule and what days they have the kids. Tammy and I are wanting to go up there for a few days. If anybody is interested in what days he has off I have his schedule. Trust me if you want to go see him, you will want to look at his work schedule before you plan a trip up there. He works shift work and it is goofy as hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111595587600976555?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111595587600976555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111595587600976555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111595587600976555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111595587600976555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad-cowboy.html' title='Bad Cowboy'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111569557754714536</id><published>2005-05-09T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T22:26:17.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday,Monday</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty good day. Work went well even though there is a lot of tension around the office. It is a power struggle between two bosses and somehow it looks like I am going to be stuck in the middle. Only time will tell. I got to work on time and actually got a lot done today. We will see how the numbers look tomorrow. Came home from work and took Bull for a walk. His training is coming along well, just not as fast as I would like. Lord give me patience. I think he is going to turn out to be great. I just need to get him where he doesn't bark at every little noise in the backyard. He still has a little growing up. What do you expect from a five month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned some great news while I was out walking Bull. There is a house being built just behind me. Well I found out Marketing Dave (soon to Chiropractor Dave), is building the house. He saw me walking Bull and stopped and told me the news. This going to be great. First the new neighbor moves in across the street and now I find out that another friend of mine is building a house right behind mine. The rest of you need to sell your homes and start buying some of these houses around here for sell, and we can just take over the neighborhood. Could you believe the block party if just a few more of ya'll moved over here. There actually are a few more houses for sell over here if anybody is looking. Hint Hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home from the walk and got to studying for my final. I could have taken it tonight, but why do today what you can put off until tomorrow. Plus I need to study just a little more. I am going to go and take the test before the Princess has her choir concert tomorrow. I had to quit studying before 8 pm because Las Vegas was on and then CSI Miami. Two of my favorite shows. CSI was pretty good. I sure wish Elvis would have continued tonight, but I guess they didn't want it to get in the way of CSI Miami, but then what about CSI NY on Wednesday. They will probably move it to another night or something. They need to do a CSI Dallas. The news was saying that the homicide rate in Dallas is one of the highest in the nation if not the highest. Way to go Ms. Miller. I have nothing against women in office. The one in Dallas has to go though. It has really gone down hill since she took office. This woman is the most power hungry person. I guess she is better than John Wiley Price though. What a crackhead. Man I got to quit being so political, because I really don't kept up with what is going on in politics, and I know if I keep going someone is going to leave a comment correcting me or telling me how little I know about what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is it for today. I will let you know how my final turns out. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111569557754714536?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111569557754714536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111569557754714536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111569557754714536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111569557754714536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/mondaymonday.html' title='Monday,Monday'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111560792779764875</id><published>2005-05-08T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:12:45.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Review</title><content type='html'>Well this is the official Sunday Review, for this page at least. I didn't get to post yesterday. I try to do my posting at the end of the day, and last night I had a migraine headache. I couldn't even watch the end of the race last night at Darlington. Well I found out this morning that Greg Biffle won. The dark side of the rainbow took second ( #24), and my boy Little E took his number. As much as I hate Gordon, he has been really having a great year. That is about all the good things I can say about him. If you couldn't tell I am a die hard #8 fan. So I am watching the race and I can't even keep my eyes open because of my headache. I know, quit crying. So I went to bed around 9 pm. Other than that Saturday was a pretty good day. Tammy and I went to Lowes and got fertilizer and potting moss. I didn't fertilize because the rain was coming today, but we did put the moss around Tammy's flowers. Later that afternoon we had a cook out with the neighbors across the street. It was a good time and Brian can cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up this morning and went to the store. I got my wife a planter of tulips and cards for her and my mother. I didn't get to spend mother's day with my mom, because she and my dad went to their little hide-away in Oklahoma. They needed the time off. My dad takes her there once a year, because the cell phones don't work there and she can get some relaxation. I will get to give her gift later this week. Well when I got home from the store the Wild One, who came over last night to spend time with his mother, cooked Tammy breakfast. We got that taken care of and took care of the dishes and all of a sudden the power went out. The winds picked up like it was going to storm and a transformer must have been taken out. It took the electric company a long time to get the power back on. It was quite nice, because the wife and I forgot to plug our phones up last night to charge and so they both went dead. So If you called and didn't leave a message, there is no way we could tell. So we went out on the front porch and took Bull outside to see how he would act. He did great. He is going to turn out to be a really great dog. I read one of the books I am reading, Violets Are Blue by James Patterson. It is a book about Vampires. Pretty interesting. Yes it is fictional. Tammy and I played some cards, and we played battle ship with the Wild One. Tammy went to Bingo and the Wild One and I cooked out. We cooked up some Eckard sausage and ranch style beans on the smoker since the electric wasn't on. When we were cleaning up and taking the stuff back in the house the power finally came back on about 2 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wild One's dad came and got him and Tammy came home. We watched the new DVD we got this weekend National Treasure with Nicholas Cage. It was a pretty good movie. We also watched the Elvis movie on CBS. It is still on. Elvis is still the king. Of course the TV gods have struck again. Just found out the movie is continued until Wednesday. That did not make Tammy very happy. She has to take the Princess shopping Wednesday for shoes and accessories for her two banquets this weekend. She has a band and choir banquet Friday and Saturday. There is always something going on with one of the kids. The joy of parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's what happened at the Casa of Cowboy Colby. Nothing real interesting, but it was still a great weekend. I enjoyed cooking out and spending time with the neighbors and I especially enjoyed the time I got to spend with my family outside, because the power outage. Honestly if the power would not have gone out, the Wild One would have spent the day playing X-box, Tammy would have played poker online, and I would have been a couch potato. So it was nice spending time outside with the family and the dog. We had a great Norman Rockwell Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well onto another great week at the salt mines. I hope this week goes better than last. I am not holding my breath though. Hope everyone has a great week. The King is gone and so am I. Good night and God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111560792779764875?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111560792779764875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111560792779764875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111560792779764875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111560792779764875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/sunday-review.html' title='Sunday Review'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111544219133534623</id><published>2005-05-06T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T00:03:19.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friiiiiiiiday</title><content type='html'>Yes it is finally Friday. Thank God. Man this has been a shit week, with me and the misses being sick this week and all the drama at work. I could not get into work this week. The weekend is here now. Had a pretty good night once I got off work. Tammy came and picked me up from work and we came home and got ready to go the girls softball game. It was the first game they had against each other at the rec. Here is a little background. This is the first year that the Princess and the Softball Queen have played on two different teams in the same league. The Princess played in a higher league last year, after some drama that I will go into later. But this year they are in the same league and on two different teams. They have always played on the same team until last year when they played in two different leagues. The Princess is on the leagues best team, at least for the last few years and the Softball Queen is on the only other team in the league that is going to give them any competition. So anyways at there game tonight it was a little stressful, because it is hard to not hurt anyone's feelings by where you are sitting. I was hoping I was going to take care of the books on scoring, but two little girls whose game got cancelled because the city left the sprinklers on all day took score. If I could have been up there I would have been in the middle so it did not look we were taking sides. The wife and I chose the side that had the most shade, but naturally the Princess thought we were picking the Softball Queens side. It was not like that, we were just choosing the best place to sit. They will get over it, but the next game they play against each other we will definitely have to sit on the other side to make it fair. Even if that side is on fire and Satan is sitting next to us. Speaking of Satan. There are a few of the parents out there that will probably take over for him when they get there when he takes vacations. There is more drama in this league between the parents then I came remember when I was playing baseball as a kid. I am not even go to get into all that because all those people don't deserve the time it would take to type out my bitches about them. So the game went well even though about three kids on the Softball Queen's team were playing hurt. They held them for a couple of innings and then the Princesses team finally came out on top. I am sure glad we don't have the girls this weekend, because I know they were fighting when they got home. Good luck to their father. This is what he fought for in the custody battle. I hope he gets his fill tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways to the good parts of tonight. Don't get me wrong. I love to watch my girls play softball. It was just a little stressful, because they were playing each other tonight. So after the game we came home and got ready and went to the "B", other wise known as Benigan's. This is the hangout I have made many friends for life in. We went up there tonight to celebrate a friend of ours, who is like a little sister to us, graduated from law school. Congrat's Carla. Shumpy could not have put it better as when we were toasting over a shot. Congrat's to the one in our little family that made it. We had a couple of beers and a shot and called it a night. Oh I forgot to tell you, Tammy even had a Strawberry Daiquiri tonight. All in all it was a good night. I got to see Rich &amp;amp; Christi, Eric, Nicole, Carla (who is going to be a lawyer), and my best bud Shump. All the time with my wife with me. I even found out a couple more people have seen my blog site. I thought only Shump, my wife, and me had been the only ones who looked at this site. So anybody reading this let me know if I need to fix anything or write about anything. I would love the comments. Until tomorrow, may all you get home safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111544219133534623?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111544219133534623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111544219133534623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111544219133534623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111544219133534623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/friiiiiiiiday.html' title='Friiiiiiiiday'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111534124065611457</id><published>2005-05-05T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:09:25.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap Day</title><content type='html'>Well today officially sucked. Just could not get into doing the work with all I had. Had to have lunch with my two bosses today to try and figure out this little power play both of them are having. I am stuck in the middle like the kid whose parents are getting divorced. I really don't care either way who is over me, all I want to do is my job. Put in my eight and go home. This definitely makes me want to do good in school so I can finally apply to nursing school. Yes I want to become a nurse, but it is taking me a lot longer than most. I have been going pretty good for the last year. I have been able to work school around my job. I have finals Monday. Can't wait. I had to drop Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology I this semester. I was stupid and took a Saturday course. Well don't do that on a hard course. It probably wouldn't have been bad, except my instructor had to be the most boring Professor I have ever had. Just could not get into it with his teaching style. I have had pretty good luck with professors at Havard on the Hill (TCC), but this guy was like listening to the guy from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Bueller? Bueller? Anyone? Any one? Plus I had to take off a couple of weekends, such as my anniversary and there was some softball weekends with the girls. So I got behind. I do better if I go to regular night courses. Though in the fall I am going to try and see if they will let me come into work later so I can go to school in the mornings. I don't know. We will see. I still am taking pyschology II. My final is Monday. I am only making a B in that class. That is the worst grade I have made since I have been back at school. I know. But right now I am caring a 3.25 GPA. Hey I have to keep the grades up there because there are a lot of people that apply to the Nursing School. Hopefully I can knock out the rest of my prerequisites next year and apply in the spring of '06. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the neighbor's dog still hasn't been picked up from the pound. I doubt if it returns. They never spent time with it. It was always chained up. Speaking of that. I took bull for his first walk today. I walked about 1/2 mile around two blocks around the neighborhood and he walked about a mile. He kept circling me. He didn't like the leash at first but he got used to it. I am going to try to do that every night that it is possible. Probably wouldn't hurt, especially since I was weighed at the doctor's office the other day. The official weight is 207.1. I am going to need to drop about 20lbs. So maybe walking and eating less this week is going to help. Don't know. I let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the unofficial count of people looking at this site now is 4. Yes that is including myself. I always go to this site and check it out. Pretty neurotic I know, but its new to me still. It is kind of like getting a new gun. You are always pulling it out and looking at it. At least until you go shoot it a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been paying attention to the news lately, so no current topics to rant about. So Happy cinch de Mayo day. Anybody know why the Mexican celebrate this day as a holiday? I know why we do. Just another reason to go out and drink. We don't care whose holiday it is, as long as it gives us an excuse to party. I should say it used to. Right now I am sitting at home writing on my blog page and I am not going out. I know Shumpy is out there though. Be safe and don't drive any ugly women home. If you do, don't brag about it. Just treat the experience as one of the crazy people in your family that no one talks about. At least that's what we do here in the South. Everyone has a family member that is crazy and nobody talks about them. Mine is my grandmother on my father's side, but we don't talk about her or even let her out much. That story is for another time. Everybody drink up and O'la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111534124065611457?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111534124065611457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111534124065611457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111534124065611457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111534124065611457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/crap-day.html' title='Crap Day'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111524550796151542</id><published>2005-05-04T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T17:28:17.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I made it into work today. You would think that the place could not run with out me. There was a huge stack of papers, and I could tell my boss had been at my desk. He always goes through all the paper work on my desk and makes it a lot neater. He just doesn't understand my organizational skills. So everybody was glad I was back, because nobody likes doing my job. I have one of those fascinating jobs of filing warranty. I code and bill service repair orders. It takes a lot of memorization so I am pretty good at it. I am a lot better at filing warranty than doing the actual mechanic work, which I used to do. So any ways I am at work trying to figure out which pile of work I am going to start on and my wife calls in a frantic. The neighbor's Rottweiler busted through our back fence and attacked bull, my blue heeler. So I rushed home. Tammy had bull in the house by the time I got home. Come to find out I think the dog just wanted to play with bull, but he just didn't know how to play very well. My neighbor's father-in-law tried to come and get the dog out of our backyard, but the dog kept trying to bite him. I stood inside after that because if the dog was going to bite at him, he definitely was going to try and make me lunch. So the city came out and got him. I really don't have anything against the dog, but if his owners are scared of him. It is truly time for the dog to go. So I had to fix the fence before I went back to work. Now my neighbors and I are going to redo the back fence that has needed to be replaced since 1970. The problem is money is just so tight between our family and theirs. We have no choice now. It has to be done. What a way to meet your neighbors. To top it all off. Tammy has come down with what I had. When she gets sick it is twice as bad as me because of her MS (Multiple Sclerosis ). Her immune system just can't stand up to anything. I think the next time I get sick she is going to have to go stay at her mother's. She went to the doctors and seems to be doing better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is kind of tense right now. I have two bosses that are fighting for power. I like them both and respect them both and I can see I am going to get dragged into the middle of this one. Oh well, I guess that is the price of being so good at your job. lol. Look my first internet lingo. One of these days I am going to be an internet jedi. Speaking of that I can not wait until episode III comes out. I imagine we will be having a guys night out for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I got an email from my buddy Trent today about Hanoi Jane. This lady just burns me up for what she did back in Vietnam. I don't get to political about too many subjects, but how this lady is still alive baffles me. The problem is it is not the sicko's that hate her. It is the red blooded country folks, who stand behind their country, and abide the law type of folks who hates this woman with a true passion of hate. The crazy thing is now they are going to reward this lady as "100 Women of the Century." Just blows my mind after what she did. I emailed the letter to shump so I bet he puts it out there. That is the good thing about Shumpy. If there is something you want to make it out on the internet, he is the one who can get it out to a lot of people. Let's just face it, the man is connected. Enough about him. Back to Jane Fonda. I am definitely going to put her on the dead pool list this year. By the way Shumpy is there a dead pool this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting about that bitch. I have given her to much of my thoughts today. I am fixing to go and make supper and do a little clean up around the house, like a good husband should. Until tomorrow, Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111524550796151542?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111524550796151542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111524550796151542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111524550796151542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111524550796151542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111515131775107930</id><published>2005-05-03T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:15:25.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick again</title><content type='html'>Yep, had to call in sick again today. I got up with all the intentions of going in. I still didn't feel really well, but I was going to try any ways. Got out of the shower &amp;amp; felt real weak. I thought I just took to hot of a shower. Low and behold, there she blows. You guessed it. Throwing up like a model before a shoot. So regretfully I called in again. Trust me, it's not like I really wanted to go to work, but I would rather work than laying around sick. Now if I had to take off work for golf or fishing, that would be another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing great did happen to me today. I got out of bed finally and got on the computer. Found out that my bud Shumpy gave me a plug on his site. Thanks Shump. Nothing else to write about today. I might get up later and sign in, but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day. Trust me my stories will get better. I just have to be able to get out of the house. Be Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111515131775107930?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111515131775107930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111515131775107930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111515131775107930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111515131775107930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/sick-again.html' title='Sick again'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111504603391747228</id><published>2005-05-02T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:07:15.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Well I told ya'll yesterday I didn't feel good. It was the truth. I got up to go to work this morning and just couldn't make it. So I am going to try and learn about my blog page today between trips to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just contacted the expert on blogging and am waiting for him to reply. My wife is making me go to the doctor. This is just something I don't do. I am not dying, so why should I go. This will pass, but I have learned it is easier to agree with her than to argue the point. Makes things move a lot smoother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good news, the doctor says I am going to live. Just a bug. Came back and went back to sleep. I know I am not well when I can sleep most of the day away. Tammy went to the youngest stepchildren baseball game (the wild one). He is a good kid, but he is his dad's only son so he is a little spoiled. To clear things up. The girls and the boy have different fathers and the two girls live with theirs and the boy lives with his father. We get them about every other weekend. The wild one doesn't come over as much as the girls. I am not going to use their real names because I don't think its important and they are under age. Duh, they are my step kids. I love all three of them like they were my own. For all of you out there that are wondering if I have any of my own. The answer is yes. They are just don't walk on two feet. They use all four. I have Matti our oldest. She is about 3 lbs. She thinks she owns the house and she sleeps with me every night. She is a toy Chihuahua. She is 1 years old. Then I got my boy, Bull. He is a full blood blue healer. He is 5 months old and is huge for a bull healer. He is a terror. He has the back yard pretty torn up right now. I am going to have to fence off half of the back yard just so the other side doesn't get torn up. I have not gotten to work with him lately and that is one of my goals this summer. He is real hyper and spoiled by my wife's opinion. I wouldn't say that though. I mean all he has is his own canopy, dog house, &amp;amp; love seat. None of it is heated or air conditioned. So by my standards he is not spoiled. He is truly intelligent though. I can not wait until some of the puppy wears off so we can get down to the real training. By the way I see no real harm in using my kids real names. I don't see them suing me when they get older for the things I write about them here. If they do, we all will be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did accomplish two out of three goals on my blog site today though. All I need to do is figure out how to make links from my page to other pages. I am pretty proud of my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the wild one won his game 19 to 3. He is turning into a really good baseball player. Just wish I could have been there. There will be others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off for the day and 3 goals accomplished today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111504603391747228?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111504603391747228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111504603391747228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111504603391747228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111504603391747228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12584301.post-111500298452098367</id><published>2005-05-01T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:42:01.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sunday</title><content type='html'>Well it was just another Sunday just like the rest. We wanted to sleep in this morning, but when you have children that does not always happen. My oldest stepdaughter, our princes, called this morning about 7:30 to talk to us. She was in New Orleans for a Choir Concert. They took 1st place by the way. I don't even remember what she wanted. Probably just to call her mother since she was up, she expected us to be up. Not much different when they are over. Well we go back to sleep or try to and the phone rings again and it was my Mother-in-Law. She was wanting to know if we wanted to go to breakfast with her &amp; her sister. Free breakfast you know I was up and going. Nothing gets me out of bed like someone else paying for a meal. So we got up and went to have breakfast @ the Golden Corral with her, her sister, who by the way is one of my favorite in-law's, and Tammy's brother, who was in town for Tammy's nephew's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home after breakfast, and watched a little T.V. and laid around. I wasn't feeling to well. Tammy decides to get up and mow the lawn. She asks me if I minded. Hell no. So I hear her get the lawn mower out, and start mowing the lawn. I am laying there on the couch and hearing the mower running, and all of a sudden I start feeling guilty. I couldn't believe it somewhere in my marriage I grew a conscieous. I argue w/ my self about 5 seconds and decide I need to go out there and mow the lawn. It is my responsibility anyways. So I go out there and she is about half done. I take over and the best part of it was I finally got to meet my new neighbors across the street. Finally someone around our age has moved in. Well they haven't moved all the way in yet, because Big Brother Electric Company hasn't turned there electric on. It has taken them over a week to get it on. You don't pay your bill and they can flip the switch and turn it off, but to turn it on that's another thing. As you can tell I don't have a great love for the utility companies. Any back to my new neighbor. It seems they will turn out to be great neighbors. I am hoping so. I have been really waiting for someone to move in around our age. Everybody else that lives on this street is either a lot older than us, or just pretty unsocialable. So I am looking forward to making many memories with both our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learned a new lesson in producing this blog. Save your drafts before you start experimenting with stuff on this site that you know absolutely nothing about. I had typed a lot more and just lost. Hopefully it will be another lesson learned but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story that I know all of you are so anxiously seating on the edge of your seats for. So nothing exciting after that really happened. We took our Softball Queen home, my middle stepdaughter, to her dad's house. We came home and I watched T.V. &amp;amp; my wife enjoyed her new obsession w/ online poker, the free kind. She finally got off the computer and here I am starting a new adventure in by life, blogging. The main reason I am doing this is that my grandmother, Mommie I (pronounced Mommy One), has always wanted me to keep a journal. She has done it most of her life and I am starting to realize the good that can come from it. It might not interest anybody else, but I think it will do a lot of good for me. The other reason I am doing this that one of my best friends has a great site and I am truly addicted to it. So I figured I would try my hand at it and knock to birds down with one stone. You ought to check out his site. shumpy.com, I am still learning how to post a link to the entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for blogging:&lt;br /&gt;1. Figure how to get to my blog page tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;2. Post my pic to the page&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn how to post a link to an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will start with that and try to grow the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bored you long enough and I doubt anybody made it this far in the post. So I am signing off for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12584301-111500298452098367?l=cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/feeds/111500298452098367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12584301&amp;postID=111500298452098367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111500298452098367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12584301/posts/default/111500298452098367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowboycolby2005.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-sunday.html' title='Another Sunday'/><author><name>--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210528775356759602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5539/640/hooters1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
