The clear resonating tone of "F you and go to hell!" is sounding through my brain as I slip my phone back into the pocket of my old blue jeans. I'm thinking to myself, "guess that wasn't love" as I'm ransacking the veterinary supply box looking for a needle, syringe, and the Banamine! No, it's not for me ....I promise.
Banamine, is a non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug used for horses. (No, it's not for me...I promise.) That's exactly what it is being made for today. It's aspirin for horses. But, it's for a sick little cow pony that I just temped at 104 degrees. That's pretty hot for any kind of mammal....including Ice. My brother's prized cutting horse. I'm giving him the shot to start bringing down the fever before making an after hours call to the vet. Ice had a recent sinus infection and apparently is having allergic reactions to the drugs he was given. Taking Ice to the vet means I won't be picking up this beautiful woman that I had evening plans with.
I'll call her Katie for this story...and well that's her name. Anyways, I met Katie while Christmas shopping the other day. It was the highlight of a long, exhausting, miserable day! Seriously, when did so many people quit buying their Christmas presents in July. The last two days before Christmas should be reserved for just us guys. Because we've finally made up our mind to what we want to buy and for whom, and we have formulated a plan of attack. Even planning a backup gift list for the ones that we can't find. Anyways that's another topic.
So the last stop on my tumultuous shopping expedition are some new shirts for my brother Andrew. I walked into the Cavenders Western Wear store and there she was.....a true example of physical beauty....and there I was...tongue on the ground and tripping over every line I wanted to approach her with. That's right..."approach" because it wasn't a question of if I would speak to her, it was what was I going to say? You don't win the gold buckle unless you back into the box and nod. And, I was nodding....physically nodding I think, because the next thing I know this goddess of Eden is asking me if I'm ok. As I stutter a hesitant "yes" and am trying to pull every ounce of focus to continue standing upright and not become a puddle of wasted humanity at her feet...I think to myself....this might be LOVE! I quickly gather my thoughts break the eye contact and retreat (well not retreat exactly) but to observe and gather intelligence. "The Art of War" teaches that you should know your enemy before attacking your enemy.....and there is one thing I've learned....if it's love or lust...the rules of war always apply! So I slink away to find Andrew's shirts, and size her up.
These are my thoughts as I size up the hunt. "Damn she's pretty..no beautiful...like straight out of a magazine ad! Blonde hair, straight shoulder length, kinda like Jennifer Anniston...check. She's definetly into fashion as I notice the big bright glitzy belt buckle around that little black mid thigh high dress....damn...check. Are those designer square toe cowboy boots? Yeap... Not too tan and not too white...and is that small mole on her right cheek....YES...check. Green eyes...and wow they sparkle....Ok I'm in...ALL IN! Like a bad poker player I'm flailing my chips into the center of the table in hopes of drawing the proverbial ace in the hole!"
In the meantime I've picked out a couple of shirts that I know Andrew will like, but I've figured out my icebreaker. I'm holding the shirts as I make my approach...Maverick call the ball! Roger, Maverick has the ball....."Excuse me Ma'am, but I'm having some trouble deciding on these shirts for my brother....what do you think of them? That's it...there's the ice breaker...nothing extravagant or jackassish...(it's taken alot of practice) but letting a woman have a say so in a decision you make is such a play maker. The intro works and we're talking, and I introduce myself. Ask a few questions about her, and close with an "always leave them wanting more" attitude. In thanking her for her help and good taste I ask for her number...."the gold buckle" in this instance and for some reason she gives it. Life is good, as I mentally skip gleefully away planning June weddings under green oak tress in back pastures with cold kegs of beer and brisket!
We talk....we text...and we make a date! I've flirted....and poured it on thick at every chance I could...trying not to overdue it, but at the same time being my honery self. Seems like we may get along pretty good. Until, I make a call from my cell phone saying that I can't make this evening because I'm taking Ice to the vet! Before even getting to explain what's going on..I'm hearing that pretty little mouth say that dirty word....and it might have been a turn on if it wasn't directed towards me. I say I'm sorry and wish her the best!
I load Ice and we trudge out the ranch road to the highway. I stop to check the tires, glance in on how he's doing and climb back in the cab. Shift 'Ol Blue into drive and pull out on the highway, reaching for the radio dial and the song playing is Dan Seals, "Everything that Glitters is Not Gold", couldn't make it up if I tried. In my mind a saying my father instilled in me is beating away...."you take care of your horse, before you take care of yourself"
If she was as much go as she was show...well then she would've known that. When you have responsibility sometimes things change. Like any single mother or father who ever had to change plans to deal with a sick child....The same is true with horses! They come first in times of need....And Dad, that's still true. So it wasn't love....just lust. Oh well, there's always another down the road.
A few hours later and Ice is responding well. His temperature is down, he's moving better, and by tomorrow the swelling in his neck should be almost gone. All thanks to a beautiful, vivacious, talented vet....Dr. Collins. She wasn't on call...but she took the call. Thanks Doc. I'm not sure what oath a vet takes, but I know it's based on taking care of the horse, before you take care of yourself!
LB
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Back To School!!!
“Teachers are expected to reach unattainable goals with inadequate tools. The miracle is that at times they accomplish this impossible task.” -Dr. Haim Ginott
To all my friends and family starting back to teaching tomorrow, I'm wishing the best of luck and hope each has a great year. Each one of you does a great job with a stacked deck! Wish y'all the best and may you each have an exciting, successful, and productive year!
Have Fun,
LB
To all my friends and family starting back to teaching tomorrow, I'm wishing the best of luck and hope each has a great year. Each one of you does a great job with a stacked deck! Wish y'all the best and may you each have an exciting, successful, and productive year!
Have Fun,
LB
Monday, July 19, 2010
32....Damn!
When I wake up tomorrow I'll wake up to the body of a 32 year old man. Well I'll say man...and some might still say boy. But to me that's a compliment! I spent this years birthday vacation going to see one of my favorite performers with my favorite brother in the world. OK, he's my only brother, but we still had a blast.
Andrew and I found ourselves in Vegas for one of the Garth Brooks concerts. I don't think I could ever actually sum up the emotions of his performance. Seated 50 feet above one of my favorite all time entertainers waiting for the show to start, I heard several people talking about what song he would start with. I knew what song it would be..because much like Garth's life, the lyrics of this song plays to my own heart....and you should have seen the necks whip around when he belted out with "Much Too Young" the song I called as being his first. I've always said that song is the story of my life, and request it be played at my funeral one day.
Much too young to feel this damned old! Turning 32 is no exception. If you are only as young as you feel and age is just a number then hell...I'm never leaving 25 in my mind. Twenty-five was a great time...but 32 won't be so bad. Hindsight is twenty-twenty and I've had enough to last most people a life time, but I'm sure up for a lot more before my race is through.
Garth's show was one that was very special to me, almost like hearing the wind whisper my name. For awhile lately, I'd forgotten how much music means to me. I guess trading the radio for graduate books, and a mountain of multi-tasking had left my soul craving a good song yearning to reconnect with my inner child. So here's a play list of some of my favorite song memories.
Tracy Lawrence- "Gonna Live Forever, If The Good Die Young" Picture this song blaring out of two old 1983 F-250 radio speakers as I flew down back roads learning to shift gears in an old diesel like she was a Porshe 911 on a Grand Prix course. Yes, that good.
Top Gun Soundtrack- "Danger Zone" in a Sony knockoff tape player lifting weights and trying to be the meanest football player that I could.
Ernest Tubb- " Waltz Across Texas" She was the best dancing girlfriend I've ever had, and we could steal the show waltzing to this song. We never made it as a couple, but this song always started fireworks.
Conway Twitty- "That's My Job" I always knew no matter how bad it got, the old man would help me out. Quite frankly the world would be a better place if every father was like that. I'm lucky to have had a father that allowed us to step out on our own and let us be who we are.
Keith Whitley & Earl Thomas Conley- "Brotherly Love" the kid may have been a pain growing up but damn he's one of a kind! I have the best brother in the world and am proud of the young man he's grown up to be. Having him along this year for my birthday trip was special!
As I look to the next years of whatever my life brings...I've come across a song that puts a lot of it into perspective. Jason Aldean's "On My Highway"
On my highway the yellow lines, Have disappeared from time to time, And I've wound up on the wrong side of the road,On my highway I've gone to fast, Afraid that I might finish last, I hooked a curve too hard and lost control, Oh I never know which way it's gonna go,
(Chorus)
But what a feeling chasing the sun, Living my life like it's shot from a gun,Laughing a little bit more with every mile,Oh what a freedom racing the wind,Dying to know whats around the next bend, And smiling as I watch the years roll by,I'm learning how to take it day by day on my highway,On my highway I missed some signs, And left a damn good love behind,I see her in my rear view like a ghost,On my highway I've broken down,And cried when no one else was around,And prayed that God would save my soul,Ya I've paid a lot of heavy tolls,
(Chorus)
Yeah Yeah,What a feeling out on the run,Drinking up the rain soaking up the sun,Laughing a little bit more with ever mile,Oh what a freedom like a sail in the wind,Not looking back not forgetting where I've been,Smiling as I watch the years roll by,I'm moving on from my mistakes, And I'm learning how to take it day by day,On my highway,Oh oh yeah.
I'm blessed and looking forward to the next 32 years up around the bend.
Hasta compadres!
LB
Andrew and I found ourselves in Vegas for one of the Garth Brooks concerts. I don't think I could ever actually sum up the emotions of his performance. Seated 50 feet above one of my favorite all time entertainers waiting for the show to start, I heard several people talking about what song he would start with. I knew what song it would be..because much like Garth's life, the lyrics of this song plays to my own heart....and you should have seen the necks whip around when he belted out with "Much Too Young" the song I called as being his first. I've always said that song is the story of my life, and request it be played at my funeral one day.
Much too young to feel this damned old! Turning 32 is no exception. If you are only as young as you feel and age is just a number then hell...I'm never leaving 25 in my mind. Twenty-five was a great time...but 32 won't be so bad. Hindsight is twenty-twenty and I've had enough to last most people a life time, but I'm sure up for a lot more before my race is through.
Garth's show was one that was very special to me, almost like hearing the wind whisper my name. For awhile lately, I'd forgotten how much music means to me. I guess trading the radio for graduate books, and a mountain of multi-tasking had left my soul craving a good song yearning to reconnect with my inner child. So here's a play list of some of my favorite song memories.
Tracy Lawrence- "Gonna Live Forever, If The Good Die Young" Picture this song blaring out of two old 1983 F-250 radio speakers as I flew down back roads learning to shift gears in an old diesel like she was a Porshe 911 on a Grand Prix course. Yes, that good.
Top Gun Soundtrack- "Danger Zone" in a Sony knockoff tape player lifting weights and trying to be the meanest football player that I could.
Ernest Tubb- " Waltz Across Texas" She was the best dancing girlfriend I've ever had, and we could steal the show waltzing to this song. We never made it as a couple, but this song always started fireworks.
Conway Twitty- "That's My Job" I always knew no matter how bad it got, the old man would help me out. Quite frankly the world would be a better place if every father was like that. I'm lucky to have had a father that allowed us to step out on our own and let us be who we are.
Keith Whitley & Earl Thomas Conley- "Brotherly Love" the kid may have been a pain growing up but damn he's one of a kind! I have the best brother in the world and am proud of the young man he's grown up to be. Having him along this year for my birthday trip was special!
As I look to the next years of whatever my life brings...I've come across a song that puts a lot of it into perspective. Jason Aldean's "On My Highway"
On my highway the yellow lines, Have disappeared from time to time, And I've wound up on the wrong side of the road,On my highway I've gone to fast, Afraid that I might finish last, I hooked a curve too hard and lost control, Oh I never know which way it's gonna go,
(Chorus)
But what a feeling chasing the sun, Living my life like it's shot from a gun,Laughing a little bit more with every mile,Oh what a freedom racing the wind,Dying to know whats around the next bend, And smiling as I watch the years roll by,I'm learning how to take it day by day on my highway,On my highway I missed some signs, And left a damn good love behind,I see her in my rear view like a ghost,On my highway I've broken down,And cried when no one else was around,And prayed that God would save my soul,Ya I've paid a lot of heavy tolls,
(Chorus)
Yeah Yeah,What a feeling out on the run,Drinking up the rain soaking up the sun,Laughing a little bit more with ever mile,Oh what a freedom like a sail in the wind,Not looking back not forgetting where I've been,Smiling as I watch the years roll by,I'm moving on from my mistakes, And I'm learning how to take it day by day,On my highway,Oh oh yeah.
I'm blessed and looking forward to the next 32 years up around the bend.
Hasta compadres!
LB
Monday, July 12, 2010
Perseverance
Vitality shows not only in the ability to persist but the ability to start over- F Scott Fitzgerald
That seems to be my quote this summer! Persevere...or maybe...survive, endure, tolerate, move forward, and don't compromise. It's turning out to be a late night and that figures for a long day tomorrow. However, seeing as I'm awake and with a million and one thoughts running through my head I might as well write some of them here. First off...wow! Summer is flying by but its brought about some great things.
My new job is wonderful and it's pretty cool to work where you can actually say what you think without worrying about stepping on toes. I'm pretty lucky (blessed) to be where I am and what I'm doing. Now if I can just figure out all the procedures...but I'll persevere!
Summer school is flying by but I feel it's about to get a lot faster! Taking 6 hours for the last summer session, and they might be a little complicated. The pressure of taking the hours now is better than extending it another year though...so I'll persevere!
Rebel has been injured all summer but he is feeling a little better. It has sucked not being able to compete, but its better to take care of your horse and win the gold buckle another day. I'm sure we'll start several paces back of where we were when he tore his knee up but....we'll persevere!
In the meantime we're blessed with lush green grass, fat calves, beautiful weather, the best of friends and family, and perseverance. Because things won't always go perfect, the future is never known, but this game called life we endure, must always go on!
LB
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Happy Father's Day
Congratulations to Jeff and Karen Carawan and my cousins Cody and Roxanna Moore on having their first father's day. Both couples are expecting soon and we are all praying for a healthy baby girl and boy to spoil.
Today's a special day! A day to honor our fathers, and though they are not all with us it doesn't mean their spirit doesn't live on in our hearts. I'm thankful to be from a family of great men who lead by example on both sides of my family tree. From my grandfather who can boast of only being out of work two days in his life, to my uncles whose devotion to their children is awe inspiring. These men have dedicated their lives to providing for their families and raising wholesome good hearted sons and daughters. Today is your day and I'm honored to call you family.
Days like to today are bitter sweet for me. It's been several years since dad passed and at times it still feels as if he's here. My father was the greatest man I ever knew. I never told him that as much as I could have, but I did tell him I loved him every chance I could. The older I get the more I admit to myself that he was right about a lot of things. I'm grateful though that he loved me enough to let me find out for myself. It's no secret that I miss him. He was my biggest fan and best friend.
I have several friends whose fathers have passed away and they are in my prayers today. Our fathers....be thankful for the time we had with them...cherish their memories...strive to meet their expectations...and love the world the way we were loved!
Happy Father's Day Dad,
Love
LB
Today's a special day! A day to honor our fathers, and though they are not all with us it doesn't mean their spirit doesn't live on in our hearts. I'm thankful to be from a family of great men who lead by example on both sides of my family tree. From my grandfather who can boast of only being out of work two days in his life, to my uncles whose devotion to their children is awe inspiring. These men have dedicated their lives to providing for their families and raising wholesome good hearted sons and daughters. Today is your day and I'm honored to call you family.
Days like to today are bitter sweet for me. It's been several years since dad passed and at times it still feels as if he's here. My father was the greatest man I ever knew. I never told him that as much as I could have, but I did tell him I loved him every chance I could. The older I get the more I admit to myself that he was right about a lot of things. I'm grateful though that he loved me enough to let me find out for myself. It's no secret that I miss him. He was my biggest fan and best friend.
I have several friends whose fathers have passed away and they are in my prayers today. Our fathers....be thankful for the time we had with them...cherish their memories...strive to meet their expectations...and love the world the way we were loved!
Happy Father's Day Dad,
Love
LB
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Memorial Day Quotes
As we're off to celebrate this Memorial Day, don't forget to say a prayer for the men and women that sacrifice for our Freedom. The quote below is from an old English Economist named John Stuart Mill. I discovered it when doing research for a paper years ago and it's always stuck with me.
"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself." John Stuart Mill
As the son of a veteran, I thank all those serving and their families for their dedication and support. Because of the American soldier I get to be who I am, a Texan and American, and that makes for a pretty good life!
Thanks
LB
"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself." John Stuart Mill
As the son of a veteran, I thank all those serving and their families for their dedication and support. Because of the American soldier I get to be who I am, a Texan and American, and that makes for a pretty good life!
Thanks
LB
Monday, May 17, 2010
Spring Finals!!!!
Spring semester is over, and I'm so ready for it! The thought of spending another beautiful evening listening to professors droll on about their subject is torture to the restlessness of my soul. Thank God for the IPhone! :-) I know class time is a much needed requirement for the furthering of education, but whatever happened to having a "walk?" I believe it was Thomas Jefferson that said, "Never let going to school, interfere with your education." Some attribute that to Mark Twain, but I thought it was TJ in some letter to somebody. Anyways, I've always tried to live by that rule. I abide that days off to pursue something else are much needed. So, with that being said here is to finishing Spring semester with two finals tonight and getting back to my life for a short time. I'm up for mowing the yard (after I fix the lawnmower again), riding some neglected horses, catching up with a few dear friends, cold beers on the front porch, getting the boat out (I'm a little sad this hasn't happened yet!) , and much needed time in the back pasture! Thanks for the study break.
Hasta Luego
LB
Hasta Luego
LB
Friday, May 7, 2010
Happy Mother's Day
A Toast For Mom
Mom, what can I say....It's been 31 years and I'm still here today?
From sacking quarterbacks to gold buckle dreams, you've been an inspiration to all my brass rings. My biggest fan, my toughest critic...and when I'm down on my life, you convince me not to quit it. I say, "I Love You", and those words are so dear. Because what would my world be, without you here. I'm proud of you, and all that you have done. From the amazing teacher you are, to raising two stubborn Aggie sons. I know I've challenged you...sometimes to your wits end, but I wouldn't trade you, my precious mother, for any amount of treasure that's up around the bend!
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.
I Love You
LB
Monday, May 3, 2010
Rylynn Turns 1!!!
Happy Birthday Rylynn!!!
I never need much of a reason to fiesta, but this past Saturday was a very special occasion!My family and I were honored to help Miss Rylynn celebrate her first birthday with her family and friends. Ry, is the daughter of my dear friends Gilly and Andrea Riojas of Lampasas, Tx. She is such a captivating little girl, that any time around her has "Uncle LB" grinning from ear to ear. Rylynn is living proof that God answers prayers and I am forever gracious for getting to enjoy her. What can I say....I'm a sucker for a pretty smile! Her pony was a huge hit (Thanks Mom) and I'm looking forward to hearing of her adventures with "Uno" the wonder horse.
Feliz Cumpleanos
LB
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Aggie Muster
Roll Call For The Absent
"In many lands and climes this April day
Proud sons of Texas A&M unite.
Our loyalty to country, school, we pray,
and seal our pact with bond of common might.
We live again those happy days of yore
on campus, field, in classroom, dorm, at drill
Fond memory brings a sigh -- but nothing more;
Now we are men and life’s a greater thrill,
On Corregidor 68 years ago today
A band of gallant Aggies, led by Moore,
Held simple rites which led to us doth all to say:
The spirit shall prevail through cannon roar.
Before we part and go upon our way,
We pause to honor those we knew so well;
The old familiar faces we miss so much today
Left cherished recollections that time cannot dispel.
Softly call the Muster,
Let comrade answer, “Here!”
Their spirits hover ‘round us
As if to bring us cheer!
Mark them ‘present’ in our hearts.
We’ll meet some other day
There is no death, but life etern
For our old friends such as they!"
by Dr. John Ashton ‘06
Of all the traditions of my university this one means the most. Aggie Muster is a time of reflection, thoughts, and prayers for our fellow Ag's that have passed during the year. A way in which our unexplainable Aggie Spirit is bonded to those who came before us, and those who will be there after us. A brief moment to relieve our days in Aggieland, and enjoy the camaraderie of what being an Aggie really means.
So, Softly call the Muster, Let comrade answer "Here!"
Gig'Em
LB
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
"The Man in the Arena"
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat. Shame on the man of cultivated taste who permits refinement to develop into fastidiousness that unfits him for doing the rough work of a workaday world. Among the free peoples who govern themselves there is but a small field of usefulness open for the men of cloistered life who shrink from contact with their fellows. Still less room is there for those who deride of slight what is done by those who actually bear the brunt of the day; nor yet for those others who always profess that they would like to take action, if only the conditions of life were not exactly what they actually are. The man who does nothing cuts the same sordid figure in the pages of history, whether he be a cynic, or fop, or voluptuary. There is little use for the being whose tepid soul knows nothing of great and generous emotion, of the high pride, the stern belief, the lofty enthusiasm, of the men who quell the storm and ride the thunder. Well for these men if they succeed; well also, though not so well, if they fail, given only that they have nobly ventured, and have put forth all their heart and strength. It is war-worn Hotspur, spent with hard fighting, he of the many errors and valiant end, over whose memory we love to linger, not over the memory of the young lord who "but for the vile guns would have been a valiant soldier.""
Taken from a speech by Teddy Roosevelt given at the Sorbonne in France.
April 23, 1910
The quote was part of a speech entailing the importance of citizenship in a Republic. I saw it today on a wall in a Bass Pro Shop. Points if you can name what store location it was. I pondered the meaning of that speech as I read the results of my 23rd District House race. My fellow Texas A&M classmate Will Hurd was narrowly defeated in a Republican runoff election. I am sorry he did not win. I don't know Will on a personal level, but I did meet him through being involved in some student government meetings. He was always straight forward and I appreciated that. Let's face it....being at a student gov. meeting that could last longer than needed was never one of my favorite places to be ( I mean...there was always the Chicken), but having clear cut goals and and agenda was never an issue with Will. I know he would have done well representing us, and I hope this small defeat does not persuade him from leaving politics. We need guys who get the big picture, are open to outside the box answers and strategies, and are fiscally responsible!
Fiscally responsible.....As the release of the "Pig Book" makes it way into the news we should really look at where the estimated 6 BILLION of pork spending is being used. I don't personally agree with all of it's contents. In fact, I support the spending on beef research, coral reef protection, and some other obscure bills. However, we should still closely monitor anytime our government spends our hard earned greenbacks. There are too many tragic economic indicators in the news. Example, our nation is extremely close to receiving a lower rating of financial ability due to our deficit spending. Essentially this equates to a junk bond rating in terms of our repayment ability. Thus, meaning a raise in interest rates anytime we as a country borrow money. Another indicator of turmoil....OPEC is considering changing the value of oil to the "euro" instead of the always used "dollar." Then finally, this will be the first year social security pays out more than it will take in. How's that going to work in the long run as more baby boomers enter the system?
Washington, does need a wake up call. I believe the "Tea Party" has started to open some eyes. Let's keep up the good work! My top concerns... if anybody was to ask...and I doubt that will happen. I would stress the need to re balance the deficit plan, put in place tougher regulations on lobbyists, and at all circumstances limit the expansion of government growth. As an economist I understand that when government grows independence stifles. This stifling truncates growth and encourages unfavorable economic conditions....kinda like we are seeing now.
My question is this. When November rolls around who will you be? Will you be the pretentious critic standing on the outside demeaning the government (the guy who didn't vote but knows all the answers). Are you in the bleachers watching and complaining? Or are you in the booth....."the arena"....striving valiantly to make a difference ?
See ya at the polls.
LB
Taken from a speech by Teddy Roosevelt given at the Sorbonne in France.
April 23, 1910
The quote was part of a speech entailing the importance of citizenship in a Republic. I saw it today on a wall in a Bass Pro Shop. Points if you can name what store location it was. I pondered the meaning of that speech as I read the results of my 23rd District House race. My fellow Texas A&M classmate Will Hurd was narrowly defeated in a Republican runoff election. I am sorry he did not win. I don't know Will on a personal level, but I did meet him through being involved in some student government meetings. He was always straight forward and I appreciated that. Let's face it....being at a student gov. meeting that could last longer than needed was never one of my favorite places to be ( I mean...there was always the Chicken), but having clear cut goals and and agenda was never an issue with Will. I know he would have done well representing us, and I hope this small defeat does not persuade him from leaving politics. We need guys who get the big picture, are open to outside the box answers and strategies, and are fiscally responsible!
Fiscally responsible.....As the release of the "Pig Book" makes it way into the news we should really look at where the estimated 6 BILLION of pork spending is being used. I don't personally agree with all of it's contents. In fact, I support the spending on beef research, coral reef protection, and some other obscure bills. However, we should still closely monitor anytime our government spends our hard earned greenbacks. There are too many tragic economic indicators in the news. Example, our nation is extremely close to receiving a lower rating of financial ability due to our deficit spending. Essentially this equates to a junk bond rating in terms of our repayment ability. Thus, meaning a raise in interest rates anytime we as a country borrow money. Another indicator of turmoil....OPEC is considering changing the value of oil to the "euro" instead of the always used "dollar." Then finally, this will be the first year social security pays out more than it will take in. How's that going to work in the long run as more baby boomers enter the system?
Washington, does need a wake up call. I believe the "Tea Party" has started to open some eyes. Let's keep up the good work! My top concerns... if anybody was to ask...and I doubt that will happen. I would stress the need to re balance the deficit plan, put in place tougher regulations on lobbyists, and at all circumstances limit the expansion of government growth. As an economist I understand that when government grows independence stifles. This stifling truncates growth and encourages unfavorable economic conditions....kinda like we are seeing now.
My question is this. When November rolls around who will you be? Will you be the pretentious critic standing on the outside demeaning the government (the guy who didn't vote but knows all the answers). Are you in the bleachers watching and complaining? Or are you in the booth....."the arena"....striving valiantly to make a difference ?
See ya at the polls.
LB
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
It's 3:45
Nope not quite time to leave yet...but damn close. It's beautiful outside and I'm killing time till I can run to Ol' Blue, fire up her almost 500 horses and head for that place of heaven on Earth I call..."The Back Pasture." Rebel's lameness is turned into more than just a week off...actually maybe a month to two before he's back in competition. So today when I'm free I'm saddling up my stallion Barracho and making my way away from modern civilization. It's too pretty a day not to enjoy some of it.
Besides that...I'm looking forward to being in Aggieland this weekend. The Chicken, Dry Bean, and some other old haunts and friends are beckoning for a visit, and I just have to oblige them!
Tomorrow will be 41 days left of teaching and I'm ready to be done. Whatever the future holds I'm ready for it with Wade Bowen in the background singing, "Let's burn all the bridges, ignore all the signs, put the hammer down, listen to her whine!"
Life is too short.
LB
PS, anybody catch how many times I used a form of amazing in the last post? :-) I do proof read!
Besides that...I'm looking forward to being in Aggieland this weekend. The Chicken, Dry Bean, and some other old haunts and friends are beckoning for a visit, and I just have to oblige them!
Tomorrow will be 41 days left of teaching and I'm ready to be done. Whatever the future holds I'm ready for it with Wade Bowen in the background singing, "Let's burn all the bridges, ignore all the signs, put the hammer down, listen to her whine!"
Life is too short.
LB
PS, anybody catch how many times I used a form of amazing in the last post? :-) I do proof read!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Just Living My Life
Wow,
So as I'm writing this I'm doing the math and noticing it's been 26 days since my last post...and I have to say, "Where did the time fly?" Spring is here and life is going great for the most part. There's always the occasional slip ups like Rebel going lame before a big team penning this past weekend. Or being laid off...but that is life, and faith in God and my ability to rebound still keeps me signing up for another go round. That means my future will be changing but doesn't it all the time anyways...so here's to life, lemons, lemonade, and good times!
One thing for certain is that life goes on....My best friend Jeff and his amazing wife Karen are expecting the pitter patter of feet and I'm looking forward to spoiling their baby rotten. Another congratulations and welcome to the family will be my cousin Cody and his beautiful wife Roxanna's child. As for me...well I still like practice more than the actual work! :-) Maybe one day, besides it'll give my Aunt Tuggy a chance to wear what she calls..."the perfect dress for a nephews wedding" and my response was "will it still be in style in 10-15 years?" Only time will tell.
Looking forward to Gilly and Andreas baby girl Rylynn's 1st birthday coming up soon. And what an amazing beautiful girl she is. Lets just hope she gets more of Andrea's sweet disposition than Gilly's rhetoric. As always though looking forward to time spent with them.
My grandfather ,Paco Moore, turned 80 this month and we had a wonderful time celebrating with him. I'm always amazed at the family that him and my grandmother raised. Their experiences, kindness, and dedication to one another are something to be admired by all. I look forward to many more years with them and am proud to be one of their grand kids.
Andrew and I are burning up the road and it has been a blast. There is nothing more relaxing to me than loading up the horses and getting lost for the weekend. Steve Earle sang about loving to hear the sound of steel belts on the asphalt and I know exactly what he means. Chasing white lines, greasy food, truck stops, and great friends make the road a place to unwind and relax. I guess that makes me the "ramblin man" that the Hag sings about. If life is about the ride, then there is always more fun around the next curve....sure there are construction zones, highway patrol, local yocals, bandits and blowouts, and a million other dangerous things out there but the scenery, the family, and the friends make it worth every mile day in and day out.
It all can't be one big party though...grad school seems a little tougher this semester or maybe I just haven't dedicated to it like I should. But with 47 days left as a teacher I'm taking things easier than I ever have before. Heck I've even managed to pick up my guitar a few times and work on some thoughts like this one....maybe I'll finish it someday but for now here's the chorus.
"I might be crazy
Yeah, I'm wild, reckless, and free
But you get to love her and you'll find,
She's crazier than me"
The photo up top was taken in the back pasture about a week ago. It is amazing how nature bounces back after going through hell and inspiration is always to be found. Three years of drought and these wild flowers are the prettiest they have been in years. The blues are darker, the yellow and reds more vibrant than in years past. No, not the perfect grazing conditions for a cattle operation, but something inside me decided to let them live a little longer before opting for the weed control. Maybe it was my way of giving thanks to something so beautiful. Or my way of being thankful for still being able to slow down and enjoy the flowers. Anyway it plays out, I'm thankful to be me and wouldn't trade who I am or any of my experiences.
Y'all be good, have fun, tell the ones you love that you do, and just enjoy life.
LB
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
It's March
Well Kay Bailey didn't win but we're all still Texans. This is a short post today, but lots going on in my world....However it's March with that being said. The skies are prettier, jokes are funnier, and food tastes better! Hope y'all are having as grand a time as I am.
Hasta
LB
Hasta
LB
Thursday, February 4, 2010
February = Valentines = Crazy Women
As my father used to say..."if it ain't one thing, it's another." He was usually talking about something breaking around the ranch, or maybe some trouble I had found myself in. Today I am applying that saying to my life more and more particularly in the area of women..and especially during February. What is it about some damn HEB chocolate, roses, and whatever else deemed romantic that drives women to search for love during such a frigid month?
Yes, I'm talking about all women! Ones that are single are sitting up more and taking notice of those around, married ones are looking at their significant and praying for a smoking hot V-day, and then there is the tortured souls. The tortured soul is that heart that is in a relationship/marriage but just isn't happy with what they have. They won't openly look for others but given the right amount of alcohol, strange location, words, attention, and a attractive guy then they'll confess anything to hear words of happiness. How do I know...well maybe you don't find yourself in these situations but I do. Here's just a current snapshot.
There are a few women that are in relationships telling me they love me. A couple of women that want to jump into a relationship prior to any dates, some that I've dated and want me to try again, and one that wants nothing to do with me but still loves me. It happens...and this February is shaping up to be one for the record books. The weird part is that 90 percent of theses women approached me.
Recently while explaining this phenomena about women approaching me it really came out wrong...or perhaps it was who I was explaining it too? She happened to women liking me to me being a "bug light." She thought it was funny and proceeded to use it alot. I'm sure it's copyrighted by now. I prefer another's opinion who said I was "temptation incarnate" although I believe "carnage" would work better. She says women are just drawn to me. Her words not mine. Whatever the case...it's not me, but for some reason or another I get lucky in the amount of women that approach me. However this strange event doubles in numbers around February. I believe its that search for love that has even the quietest woman ready to unshackle the confines of mediocrity to chance on something wild, adventurous, and outside the box.
I clearly maintain that it's not me...that I am just a guy! Quiet and in the back....unless I'm bored and cutting up about something. I'm not going out of my way to approach anyone and the few times I have they have clearly ended in "epic fail." I'm telling you it's this chaotic ritual of finding/proving your love during the month of February that has women clamoring for men. Yes it's true...I've experienced it. I even buy into it....sending the flowers...picking out the chocolate (even if it's not the kind I like but she will), and looking for the right gift that says I like you don't run off just yet! But this Valentine's Day I'm fighting back!
I'm not buying any strange women anything...and my Wells Fargo checking account and my credit score will be the better for it. In fact it's a little happiness I find and smile to myself thinking about time I won't be standing reading the cards...is this one too funny, too serious, too playful, would she really like it in Spanish? There won't be any over buying of candy because you know it's a few days away but you haven't quite figured out which kind of candy to go with...so you buy a little of everything hoping to cover your bases. Flowers...no there will not be an awkward silence on the other end of the line (maybe its just awkward to me?) as the florist reads back exactly what you want said on the card. Or laughs at weird requests like black roses. (yes, she didn't like red, and white was too pure) It's degrading sometimes the things we're drug through to make them feel all nice and cozy...and sometimes they are worth it.
However, I'm not falling for it this year! So heed this warning if you are one of those crazy, delusional, has to have the love of your life on Valentines Day or else you'll just die women...do not seek me out! Your unsolicited approaches will be rebuked, all offers turned down, numbers will not be called, and facebook friend requests will be ignored. You are on your own for the month of February....but feel free to try back in March. I'm a sucker for a bikini :-)
No mi corazón para usted
LB
Yes, I'm talking about all women! Ones that are single are sitting up more and taking notice of those around, married ones are looking at their significant and praying for a smoking hot V-day, and then there is the tortured souls. The tortured soul is that heart that is in a relationship/marriage but just isn't happy with what they have. They won't openly look for others but given the right amount of alcohol, strange location, words, attention, and a attractive guy then they'll confess anything to hear words of happiness. How do I know...well maybe you don't find yourself in these situations but I do. Here's just a current snapshot.
There are a few women that are in relationships telling me they love me. A couple of women that want to jump into a relationship prior to any dates, some that I've dated and want me to try again, and one that wants nothing to do with me but still loves me. It happens...and this February is shaping up to be one for the record books. The weird part is that 90 percent of theses women approached me.
Recently while explaining this phenomena about women approaching me it really came out wrong...or perhaps it was who I was explaining it too? She happened to women liking me to me being a "bug light." She thought it was funny and proceeded to use it alot. I'm sure it's copyrighted by now. I prefer another's opinion who said I was "temptation incarnate" although I believe "carnage" would work better. She says women are just drawn to me. Her words not mine. Whatever the case...it's not me, but for some reason or another I get lucky in the amount of women that approach me. However this strange event doubles in numbers around February. I believe its that search for love that has even the quietest woman ready to unshackle the confines of mediocrity to chance on something wild, adventurous, and outside the box.
I clearly maintain that it's not me...that I am just a guy! Quiet and in the back....unless I'm bored and cutting up about something. I'm not going out of my way to approach anyone and the few times I have they have clearly ended in "epic fail." I'm telling you it's this chaotic ritual of finding/proving your love during the month of February that has women clamoring for men. Yes it's true...I've experienced it. I even buy into it....sending the flowers...picking out the chocolate (even if it's not the kind I like but she will), and looking for the right gift that says I like you don't run off just yet! But this Valentine's Day I'm fighting back!
I'm not buying any strange women anything...and my Wells Fargo checking account and my credit score will be the better for it. In fact it's a little happiness I find and smile to myself thinking about time I won't be standing reading the cards...is this one too funny, too serious, too playful, would she really like it in Spanish? There won't be any over buying of candy because you know it's a few days away but you haven't quite figured out which kind of candy to go with...so you buy a little of everything hoping to cover your bases. Flowers...no there will not be an awkward silence on the other end of the line (maybe its just awkward to me?) as the florist reads back exactly what you want said on the card. Or laughs at weird requests like black roses. (yes, she didn't like red, and white was too pure) It's degrading sometimes the things we're drug through to make them feel all nice and cozy...and sometimes they are worth it.
However, I'm not falling for it this year! So heed this warning if you are one of those crazy, delusional, has to have the love of your life on Valentines Day or else you'll just die women...do not seek me out! Your unsolicited approaches will be rebuked, all offers turned down, numbers will not be called, and facebook friend requests will be ignored. You are on your own for the month of February....but feel free to try back in March. I'm a sucker for a bikini :-)
No mi corazón para usted
LB
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
What's Up With That?
Howdy,
Yeap that's my typical greeting and as the Spring semester of grad school kicked off last night I saw a few of those shirts that say "Howdy". It's funny seeing shirts of your university when you're at another university. For some reason not known to me there are a lot of people attending Texas A&M San Antonio believing they are Texas A&M College Station or Galveston. Going so far as to call themselves "Aggies." Sorry to bust the bubbles but they're not the same. Granted, TAMUSA is part of the A&M system it's not the flag ship. In fact, TAMUSA voted themselves the jaguars.....ugh thats not an Aggie. At Aggieland there is a spirit that can never be told....and as I was reminded in a scathing blog by an ex "from the outside looking in you can't understand it and from the inside looking out you can't explain it."
I bleed maroon, I pound on my horn everytime I cross the Brazos heading into Aggieland, and I could pack up everything I own and move to College Station to live the rest of my life. That's part of being an Aggie to me. From the great lifelong friends made there, to the life lessons learned its an experience unlike any other university can offer. No, I didn't learn to smoke pot or love everybody, but I learned to stand for what I believe in. To respect the things I didn't understand, that I'm not alone in the world and we are tied together in more ways than I ever fathomed. That's what going to college should do. Open your eyes to the world around you. However, don't take from my alma mater! TAMUSA develop your own culture and pride. Invent some crazy cool jaguar traditions. The profs are great the attitudes are positive but branch out and find yourself....do not latch on to something that you don't understand. Anyways enough rambling about that.
Life is going pretty good, but I'm itching for spring time. We've been getting a lot of work done at the ranch although it always seems too slow for my speed, but progress is coming along. Some little projects knocked out and some big ones left to do but then again there's always something.
My friends are amazing! I'm pretty blessed with those I do call friend. I'm not out to collect a million facebook friends and I don't call everybody friend just because I want a vast network. The ones I do call friend are the greatest. The ones I call friend are the ones you can call at anytime or share anything with and that makes me a pretty lucky guy.
Single life....yeah getting back into the swing of things. Hmmm must be the old age thing because I'm setting the bar pretty high on what I want. (That wasn't a slam against Jennifer. I wasn't dating anybody beneath me or above me...in fact its kinda scary how similiar the two of us are. It was that I told myself I wouldn't be in another relationship that involved some of those high stress factors like distance and availability. I spent a long time in a relationship that involved working around a one day a week and every other weekend deal and it wasn't fun. Being at functions where I shouldn't have had to attend alone (watching the other couples have fun) or planning around a schedule that's completely chaotic for both parties. Jennifer walked in to my house one night and that completely left my mind. Here was a wonderfuly sarcastic, vibrant, extremely educated woman and I wanted to know more about her. We dated for awhile and things were pretty good, but the stress built up on both sides until it finally took its toll. When that stress built up we didn't talk to each other about it, we dealt with it in our own ways and from both sides neither of us did the right thing in that respect and we went our seperate ways.) I wanted more (in terms of what I wanted from the relationship not who I was in the relationship with) I didn't do that the last time around and convinced myself that I could settle down and overlook some of the things that are important to me( the distance, availability, not talking about those frustrations). Lesson learned....don't get talked into anything you didn't want to do( that little voice was kicking me that dating a girl living in Lubbock, and both of us having a stressful year, would be difficult to maintain). I honestly love that girl and that makes it the damnable misery of it all, but maybe the timing wasn't right and who knows what the future holds. With that note applications are open but the criteria is demanding (you have a pretty hard woman to replace) the interview process lengthy and fun is a necessity!
Y'all have a great day
LB
Yeap that's my typical greeting and as the Spring semester of grad school kicked off last night I saw a few of those shirts that say "Howdy". It's funny seeing shirts of your university when you're at another university. For some reason not known to me there are a lot of people attending Texas A&M San Antonio believing they are Texas A&M College Station or Galveston. Going so far as to call themselves "Aggies." Sorry to bust the bubbles but they're not the same. Granted, TAMUSA is part of the A&M system it's not the flag ship. In fact, TAMUSA voted themselves the jaguars.....ugh thats not an Aggie. At Aggieland there is a spirit that can never be told....and as I was reminded in a scathing blog by an ex "from the outside looking in you can't understand it and from the inside looking out you can't explain it."
I bleed maroon, I pound on my horn everytime I cross the Brazos heading into Aggieland, and I could pack up everything I own and move to College Station to live the rest of my life. That's part of being an Aggie to me. From the great lifelong friends made there, to the life lessons learned its an experience unlike any other university can offer. No, I didn't learn to smoke pot or love everybody, but I learned to stand for what I believe in. To respect the things I didn't understand, that I'm not alone in the world and we are tied together in more ways than I ever fathomed. That's what going to college should do. Open your eyes to the world around you. However, don't take from my alma mater! TAMUSA develop your own culture and pride. Invent some crazy cool jaguar traditions. The profs are great the attitudes are positive but branch out and find yourself....do not latch on to something that you don't understand. Anyways enough rambling about that.
Life is going pretty good, but I'm itching for spring time. We've been getting a lot of work done at the ranch although it always seems too slow for my speed, but progress is coming along. Some little projects knocked out and some big ones left to do but then again there's always something.
My friends are amazing! I'm pretty blessed with those I do call friend. I'm not out to collect a million facebook friends and I don't call everybody friend just because I want a vast network. The ones I do call friend are the greatest. The ones I call friend are the ones you can call at anytime or share anything with and that makes me a pretty lucky guy.
Single life....yeah getting back into the swing of things. Hmmm must be the old age thing because I'm setting the bar pretty high on what I want. (That wasn't a slam against Jennifer. I wasn't dating anybody beneath me or above me...in fact its kinda scary how similiar the two of us are. It was that I told myself I wouldn't be in another relationship that involved some of those high stress factors like distance and availability. I spent a long time in a relationship that involved working around a one day a week and every other weekend deal and it wasn't fun. Being at functions where I shouldn't have had to attend alone (watching the other couples have fun) or planning around a schedule that's completely chaotic for both parties. Jennifer walked in to my house one night and that completely left my mind. Here was a wonderfuly sarcastic, vibrant, extremely educated woman and I wanted to know more about her. We dated for awhile and things were pretty good, but the stress built up on both sides until it finally took its toll. When that stress built up we didn't talk to each other about it, we dealt with it in our own ways and from both sides neither of us did the right thing in that respect and we went our seperate ways.) I wanted more (in terms of what I wanted from the relationship not who I was in the relationship with) I didn't do that the last time around and convinced myself that I could settle down and overlook some of the things that are important to me( the distance, availability, not talking about those frustrations). Lesson learned....don't get talked into anything you didn't want to do( that little voice was kicking me that dating a girl living in Lubbock, and both of us having a stressful year, would be difficult to maintain). I honestly love that girl and that makes it the damnable misery of it all, but maybe the timing wasn't right and who knows what the future holds. With that note applications are open but the criteria is demanding (you have a pretty hard woman to replace) the interview process lengthy and fun is a necessity!
Y'all have a great day
LB
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Just Another Week
Time is flying by!!! I spent the week working out, riding horses, chasing cattle, working, church, and enjoying life! Friday was such a blast. I was able to hangout with some old friends and enjoy Reckless Kelly at Gruene and we had a great time, and even met some new ones! Pics to come soon. Looking forward to having tomorrow off but I do have request if you're bored and out of things to surf on the net.
I happened to be perusing the cd's at Wal-Mart this week and came across a classic. It's John Wayne's patriot cd and its pretty cool. I don't think most people don't realize what a patriot and supporter of America he was. The cd is a compilation of ballads about what it means to be an American. As we think of Dr. Martin King's impact on civil rights and his leadership I think we should also compare it to one of the Duke's titles called the "Hyphen." I won't go into what it says because I think everyone should come away with their own view but I liked the message I received from it.
Whatever your plans are enjoy the time off rest, relax, rejuvenate, and just keep doing what you do!
Que Sera Sera
LB
I happened to be perusing the cd's at Wal-Mart this week and came across a classic. It's John Wayne's patriot cd and its pretty cool. I don't think most people don't realize what a patriot and supporter of America he was. The cd is a compilation of ballads about what it means to be an American. As we think of Dr. Martin King's impact on civil rights and his leadership I think we should also compare it to one of the Duke's titles called the "Hyphen." I won't go into what it says because I think everyone should come away with their own view but I liked the message I received from it.
Whatever your plans are enjoy the time off rest, relax, rejuvenate, and just keep doing what you do!
Que Sera Sera
LB
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Winter Freeze 2010
Winter Freeze 
2010
2010I'm sure that's what one of the news stations ran....and for the first time in a long time they were right! It was pretty damn cold. In fact, I broke out the insulated walls suit to do chores. The picture is of Andrew holding one of the ice chunks we broke for the horses to have water. I think the last time he wore that ski mask was to Ski Apache a few years ago. Hence, I'm thankful I don't live in Montana or Wyoming during the winter. Although the prospect of being snowed in for a few days and not having to go to work does kind of seem appealing! I'm sure the cabin fever would mess with my adhd and I'd be miserable in no time.
The Cowboys won...and Romo has broken his playoff plague!
Being back in the saddle is feeling great!
It's almost June!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Bring on 2010!!!
Aww I've got a feeling its going to be a great year! Things are looking up and getting better and better everyday!! I hope everyone is doing great and things are going well in your life!
Upcoming 2010
More Ranch Sorting- Rebel is making a great horse and we have a few young prospects that will be for sell soon.
Calf-roping....might be time to start tying calves again. Funny how you get the urge to do something when you're told it can't be done. Maybe that's just me.
Reckless Kelly has a new cd Feb. 9th but maybe I can get a copy at their New Braunfels gig next week.
Finally completing some of those long avoided projects...have to start somewhere right.
January almost means March and that means getting the boat out and getting back to having fun on the water.
Working on my own....I'm enjoying the prospect of not teaching more and more!!! Can't wait till the morning I wake up and say...you know what I'm going for a ride and not to the job!
The gym is paying off big time in short notice....lots of new and cool people there and the results are coming in.
In the mean time y'all have fun. I'm having a blast and trying out some new things. I might even make that 120 degree yoga class.....Might!
Thanks
LB
Upcoming 2010
More Ranch Sorting- Rebel is making a great horse and we have a few young prospects that will be for sell soon.
Calf-roping....might be time to start tying calves again. Funny how you get the urge to do something when you're told it can't be done. Maybe that's just me.
Reckless Kelly has a new cd Feb. 9th but maybe I can get a copy at their New Braunfels gig next week.
Finally completing some of those long avoided projects...have to start somewhere right.
January almost means March and that means getting the boat out and getting back to having fun on the water.
Working on my own....I'm enjoying the prospect of not teaching more and more!!! Can't wait till the morning I wake up and say...you know what I'm going for a ride and not to the job!
The gym is paying off big time in short notice....lots of new and cool people there and the results are coming in.
In the mean time y'all have fun. I'm having a blast and trying out some new things. I might even make that 120 degree yoga class.....Might!
Thanks
LB
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