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Just thought I would change things up for the 07`. Well as some of
you may know I am a Professional Bodyguard, and Tour Manager so I
travel quite a bit. I basically live on the road and in different
cities almost everyday.
**** New Update 08-24-06 Well the entertainment business has been good to me for the last 20 ears, Touring and Nightclub Security Manageent. But the time has come for me to slow down a lttle. I have decided to take on a Full Time Job that required me to relocate to the ATL (Atlanta, GA. for you that don't know) as a Personal Assistant to the President of one of the nations biggest web hosting companies NationalNet, Inc. Life has been good and I still have my business in Las Vegas, just now spreading the wealth a little among friends. Heck by the time I was 23, I had been around the world and by this time in my life and 2 passports later numerous trips over seas, I am happy in life. I still travel a lot but I don't have to worry about looking over my shoulder because of jealous fans. So at this time I am happy to say I am a Atlantian! ***** Check this out ***** Ok, this has been a mind boggling thing that has bothered me for years. I thought maybe it was a regional thing that I left on the west coast, but after a few weeks in the Dirty South I see it assist here as well. My Problem is. Why do women say they want a good man, but when a good man shows up you give him grief. I hear all the time that there are no good men left, all men want these days is a piece of booty. I hear things like "My man is lazy and don't want to work", "My man is never around when I need him", "My man is seeing other women", "My Man treats me like crap, he has no respect for me", and etc etc. You know what I'm talking about. Then here comes that man who is not what you complain about. That man who everytime he sees you he may say Hello Beautiful, even if you just woke up with your hair in a mess. But he sees the inner beauty. That man who still opens doors for you, cause that is the gentlemen thing to do. That man for no reason sends you flowers just because he thinks you deserve flowers and not becuase you had a fight! That man who will have your dinner ready every once in awhile so you can relax from time to time. That man who will have your bubble bath ready when you get home sometimes. That man who is not afraid to rub your feet cause he knows you may of had a hard day, and when you're ready to lay down, gives you the best back rub you ever had and not just trying to get you in the bed to have sex. That man who isn't afraid to say "I Love You" and truly mean it. And finally, that man who has no desire for anyone else company but yours, so he comes home on time unless there really is a problem at the office to see you and only you. But no, that kind of man is to nice. "I don't want to lose your friendship". "Why won't you cuss me out on a daily bases". "You are not thuggish enough for me". You will have 2 guys interested in you, but you want the one who still lives with his wife and kids and see's you whenever he can get away, but even worse the one who has no committments to anyone else has to wait even if you had plans for the day. Example: Not even a phone call, a text. Man- "I thought we were getting together today" Female- "When I got home from church, I had a visitor there waiting on me, so I can't get away" . Ain't that some %#&@$!. And then have an attitude with you cause you asked. That is why so many good men are putting up walls, and not letting women into thier lives. You complain about good men, then run them away. So stay with those knuckleheads who don't give a damn about you and whoops that tail. And stop hating on the women who have got smart a pick the good man. Just think what you can gain with someone who works with you 100% and not 50/50. Do the math, that is only half of a person. Give me all or none at all. AND I DON'T SHARE!!!!!! So don't try to keep us around like a spare tire, so when that ones fails you have us to fall back on!!!!!!!!!! **********New one 9-13-06*********** This is deep Smell The Rain A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. "I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could. "There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one" Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Dana turned two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story. One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like r ain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain." Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well. You now have 1 of 2 choices. You can either pass this on and let other people catch the chills like you did or you can delete this and act like it didn't touch your heart like it did mine. IT'S YOUR CALL! "I can do all things in Him who strengthens me." This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me, and He asked: "My child, what is your greatest wish for today?" I responded: "Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I love them very much" The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning, but not its end. ________________________ This message works on the day you receive it. Let us see if it is true. _____________ ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, we call them FRIENDS. _________________________ Pass this on to your true friends.  You can find a brother on yahoo messenger bluv92@yahoo.com, and aim bluv92@aol.com, Holla at yo` boy and sign my guestbook Bubba This is my Company Big B Entertainment Managament-LV Personal Protection, Consultant, Tour Manager, and Travel Agent |
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