The Extremely Perplexing Life of a Bald Guy.

When i was growing up, i always admired the “old west” The cowboy hats, boots, spurs, the old town saloons, gun fights! And i always admired Billy the Kid. For the one known fact, that he was a leader. Ya, know, the guy everyone always wanted to be around. Great charisma and actually fairly intelligent. From the very first time i seen a Billy the kid movie, i knew thats what i wanted to be when i grew up. Not necessarily the killer cowboy, but the leader.

As i laid there in the middle of that ice covered road that night these are some of the things that flash before my eyes. “Well it doesn’t look like im gonna be any kind of leader, much less a cowboy” i thought to myself. All i wanted to do was be successful in life and i turned out to be just another drunk on the side of the road. Not very appealing to say the least, and this is what i thought my life was to be.

Boy was i wrong(for i’m sitting here 7 years later telling my story, and all the praise goes to my Lord Jesus Christ). God heard me when i cried out for help by simply increasing my body temperature just enough so i could stand. I adjusted my eyes and there before me was the most majestic of  a place! Lights lit up the night sky like the forth of July!!! It was a “HOTEL!” i screamed out of  desperation.

Now i know youre sitting there reading this and think ” Why in the world is this guy getting excited about a hotel?” And i can understand why one would think this, i know i would be! But, remember in my last blog(now this is the point were you go and read my last blog), were i said i was drunk, freezing, been kicked out of my apartment, broke back into my apartment, almost got arrested, and at this point had a full body ache from hitting the icy road? So yes i was extremely happy to see that good ole hotel.

Over a series of events over the next year, i found a new place to live, got kicked out again, went to jail 5 times in the matter of a month, and lost a job. The last time i was in the county hotel was my birthday weekend , November 20th 2005-November 24th 2005. And that was a great weekend!!!!! Now, for all of you who are interested in finding out how this could be such a great weekend,, well ,, ,,,, you’ll have to check next time!

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4 thoughts on “The Extremely Perplexing Life of a Bald Guy.

  1. Scott, this is very interesting, as I mentioned after I moved out of Berrien, somewhere we lost touch, and all of this I never actually knew, all I knew were bits and pieces from whatever the twins mentioned to me.

  2. Hi Scott, my Brother Morry who was Adopted like me, spent most of his time in jail, I once asked him why he kept going back, he said he felt he belonged and was accepted for who he was, I had little faith at the time so I couldn’t offer a better alternative. Morry had a very hard childhood, an even a harder time as he grew older and a horrible death , but there was another side of Morry a caring, compassionate heart for children, I pray the few seeds of faith he did have produced fruit as he was dying, God often rescues on the point of earthly death.

    Thank you for sharing I have been blessed by your focus of Love and gratitude to our God of great Love and Mercy.

    Christian Love Anne.

    • WOW!!!! is all i can say. I just finished reading some of youre blogs, and they were amazing!!!!! Thank you for sharing the friendship award, very touching to say the least. And thank you for reading my blog. I tell ya its been a wonderful, exciting journey, and i know God isnt done yet. I will be keeping you in my prayers as well. I subscribed to youre post so i think that will help us stay in touch more. Until next time, your brother in Christ, Scott.

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