A team is born...

It is official, Hillbilly Rib Runners is now a KCBS registered team name. I'm looking forward to doing some competitions under this logo.

This is my team name, my game, my future...

I will make this name great. In a year or two, it will be known and feared as the best up and coming team in competition circles. We will be number one...

I have no doubt in my mind that I will be number one. I have that much confidence that I can go that far...

When you focus on a goal and seek it out, you will be the best. That is my goal...

To be the best...

In a year or two, I will take my team to the top.

B.D.

Weekend Report...

You know... when you're under the weather, about all you can do is watch TV. And you find out right quick with cable and 600 and some odd channels...there ain't a damn thing on. What gives?

Nothing...Nada, Zip, Zilch. Some channels show the same program...all day long!!!

Even the Food Network (one of my faves by the way) same thing, over and over. You can't watch cartoons all day long (even though I have tried) because some of them are so stupid, I wouldn't make my worst enemy watch them (not with me anyway).

But...that's life, that's the consequences of getting sick, that's boredom, that's part of having to much time to dwell on things...I'm ready to go back to work.


B.D.

Simply Thursday...

Well...I wasn't sly enough or fast enough to out run the germs that invaded our household. Robyn had it first, now it's my turn and Julie is not far behind. I've felt pretty rough here the last few days running a fever of over a 103 degrees.

I finally got it to break this morning, but I have coughed up two sets of lungs in the process and my ribs hurt like hell...

I'll bet I have drank 15 gallons of water over the last 48 hours and I still feel dehydrated. I'm not sure what this germ is, but its been a nasty little bastard to say the least.

I don't miss work much but I didn't have a say or much of a choice this time after yesterday.

I've never been hit this hard before. Not even the flu (which I have had many times in my life) has hurt me this bad. This has definitely taken the wind out of my sails big time and has had me worried for a fleeting moment or two.

At one time, I would laugh at germs and drowned them with beer. This time, they almost killed me because they cut me off at the pass before I could drown them with beer.

Damn germs are getting smarter all the time. They figured out how to breech my defensive shields that have worked so well for all of these years.

Time for Plan-B...

B.D.

Yet another B-day...

Happy B-day to my brother-in-law Uncle Dale.





The old man finally caught up with me today. He is privileged to enter that elite group of 50 years young...



So, enjoy your day Uncle Dale.

I'll see if I can dig out that old Mullet wig you all made me parade around in on my 50th and hand the golden scepter of hair over to you, so you can follow in my foot steps...




B.D.

Three day weekend shot to...

There is nothing worse... than a perfectly good three day weekend shot to hell because of cold weather. And brother...I'm talking COLD

Now, it was nothing like the weather at the play off games last night, but it has been pretty dang cold none the less. And just to top that off, Robyn has been sick, I may (or have, I can't tell) be coming down with it, (whatever IT is) because I feel like...let's just say, not very well.

And on top of that...no beer.

"OH my Gawd, call a doctor!!!"

Yup...it's pretty bad...



Enjoy your...ah,ah,ah,ah-choooooooo!!!

Dang, I just hosed down the keyboard. "Oh honey...could you come here please?"

B.D.

Weekend Report...

What a way to start a weekend...

Cold, dreary, and germs.

We were supposed to have a little skating party for Robyn's birthday today, but now Julie is on the phone calling parents because Robyn has been sick and is running a fever.

She began running a fever Wed. when we got home from bowling. She was fine yesterday, and today, the fever is back and the germs have moved in...

"Get out the Lysol boys, we got us an infestation..."

Nasty little bastards, I'm surprised I haven't had it again. I was sick right before my birthday so I know how she feels.

As Julie says, "poor little thing..."

Well...it happens, that's life, that's kids, that's germs...



B.D.