Let the Banter Begin!

To blog or not to blog? That is the question.  Tanner James Price is the name and "to blog" is the game.  I can be somewhat of a poet at times or even a mountaineer who climbs. I'll be discussing everything from bells and whistles to wars and missiles.  Now let's have a little fun and get some blogging done! Just as a little intro to the insight that is to come, I give you a poem, a quote, then I am done.

Cowboy is his Name

by Baxter Black

There's a hundred years of history,
And a hundred before that,
All gathered in the thinkin'
Goin' on beneath this hat.

And back behind his eyeballs
And pumpin' through his veins,
Is the ghost of every cowboy
That ever held the reins.

Every coil in his lasso's
Been thrown a million times,
His quite concentrations
Been distilled through ancient minds.

It's evolution workin'
When silver scratches hide,
And a ghostly cowboy chorus
Fills his head and says 'let's ride'.

The cold flame burns within him
'Till his skins as cold as ice,
And the dues he paid to get here
Are worth every sacrifice.

All the miles spent sleep drivin'
All the money down the drain,
All the 'if I's' and 'nearly's'
All the bandages and pain.

All the female tears left dryin'
All the fever and the fight,
Are just a small down payment
On the ride he makes tonight.

It's guts and love and glory,
One mortal's chance at fame,
His legacy is rodeo,
And cowboy is his name.

"'To Live' is the rarest thing in the world. Most Exist. That is all."

- Unknown