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Daily Tip What Are You Going To Do Today? Focus and Time Work Together

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Wed, 09 Sep 2020 19:28:00 +0000

How To Get YouTube Subscribers Every Day. Get Subscribers Now

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Tue, 31 Dec 2019 16:05:00 +0000

Finding The Problem With Your Marketing Funnel

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Tue, 11 Sep 2018 22:13:00 +0000

Traffic For Less Than What A Burger and Fries Cost

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Sun, 01 Jul 2018 19:08:00 +0000

That is what is most surprising about this. For less than the cost of a burger and fries, you can learn how to get free Traffic for Social Media. I used it and it works.

How To Get Free Social Media Traffic

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Sun, 01 Jul 2018 18:55:00 +0000

You can still get free traffic from social media. This training shows you actually how to do that and the big thing is it actually works.

Is It Time To Move Own

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Sat, 30 Jun 2018 14:35:00 +0000

We can try, we can purchase products, we can work hard and nothing happens. It seems we are beating our heads against a wall. There is one thing, one key, something you cannot do without to build a business on the Internet

Without Traffic Nothing Works

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Fri, 29 Jun 2018 21:26:00 +0000

Get traffic on demand to any offer in any niche

Native American Journey

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Wed, 28 Nov 2012 22:31:00 +0000

We are all on a journey through life. It is not a destination. We follow the Red Road it is not the Red destination. This means that our lives are always in a state of change. We leave things behind and move into new things.

One of the new things that has come up on my journey is a website that was given to me. It is a membership site called Native American Journey. It has been around since 2009 and had a couple of hundred members. The previous owner didn't have time to continue to run it and offered it to me.

Since I had been looking for a way to communicate and teach our extended family and friends this seemed the ideal place to do that. So a new journey begins.

I have a lot of plans for the site and pray it will be a place that people will be able to come and talk to Elders and others that will help them learn more about the teachings of our Grandmothers and Grandfathers.

So if you would like to stop by and check it out and see if it is something you are interested in then feel free to Click Here and give it a look.

See you there and it is going to be interesting to see where this leads.

Mixed Blood

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Wed, 28 Nov 2012 22:09:00 +0000

I know that there are a lot of people who have Native American relatives that they are proud of but do not know much about. They cherish their heritage but many times do not fully embrace it because what they perceive other people will think.

Well here is something that I wrote in response to that question. Take a minute to read it and leave any thoughts you might have.

Click Here To See Website

Choctaw People

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Sat, 05 Feb 2011 19:37:00 +0000

It is worth the time to watch this. It is a good video.

Only For The Brave

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 17:40:00 +0000

Only for the brave who love to laugh. I do not know who put this list together but it made me laugh just thinking about it.

To Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity

1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.

2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don't Disguise Your Voice!

3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, ask If They Want Fries with that.

4. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks . Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions,Switch to Espresso.

5.. In the Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write ' For Marijuana.

6. Skip down the hall Rather Than Walk and see how many looks you get..

7. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.

8. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is 'To Go'.

9. Sing Along At The Opera.

10. Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can't Attend Their Party Because You have a headache.

11. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream 'I Won! I Won!'

12. When Leaving the Zoo, Start Running towards the Parking lot, Yelling 'Run For Your Lives! They're Loose!'

13. Tell Your Children Over Dinner, 'Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go.'

And The Final Way To Keep A Healthy Level Of Insanity

14. PICK UP A BOX OF CONDOMS AT THE PHARMACY, GO TO THE COUNTER AND ASK WHERE THE FITTING ROOM IS.

Think about sharing this E-mail with someone to make them SMILE...It's called Smile Therapy!

I am BACK

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Wed, 05 Jan 2011 23:26:00 +0000

Well after a long time away from this blog and many, many changes in my life I am back.

I will be trying to post here on a regular basis and look forward to hearing from all of you again.

Anyone that is subscribed to this blog that has a website they want feature in "The Places I Hang Out" on the sidebar send me the link to your website and I will take a look at it.

To all of you that emailed and asked when I would start posting again thank you for the encouragement and here we go again.

Thanks
Bo

The Cherry Tree

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Wed, 05 Jan 2011 23:09:00 +0000

A Hopi father lined up all of his little sons and stood in front of them.
He then asked, "Who pushed the outhouse over the cliff?"

Nobody answered him.

He then asked again, "Who pushed the outhouse over the cliff?" ...again nobody answered.

The Hopi father said, "I'll tell you a story of George and George's father. George chopped down the cherry tree. George told the truth, Big George didn’t punish George.”

So the father asked again, "Who pushed the outhouse over the cliff?"

The littlest son replied, "I pushed the outhouse over the cliff."

The Hopi father then punishes his son. When he is done, the little kid asks, "George told the truth and didn’t get punished. I tell the truth, I get punished. Why, father?"

The Hopi father replied, "Big George was not in the cherry tree when it got chopped down!!!"

The Power of A Badge

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 13:02:00 +0000

DEA officer stops at a ranch in Texas , and talks with an old rancher.

He tells the rancher, "I need to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs."

The rancher says, "Okay , but do not go in that field over there," as he points out the location.

The DEA officer verbally explodes saying, " Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me."

Reaching into his rear pants pocket, he removes his badge and proudly displays it to the rancher.

"See this badge? This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish.... On any land. No questions asked or answers given. Have I made myself clear? Do you understand? "

The rancher nods politely, apologizes, and goes about his chores.

A short time later, the old rancher hears loud screams and sees the DEA officer running for his life chased by the rancher's big Santa Gertrudis bull......

With every step the bull is gaining ground on the officer, and it seems likely that he'll get gored before he reaches safety. The officer is clearly terrified.

The rancher throws down his tools, runs to the fence and yells at the top of his lungs.....

" Your badge.. Show him your BADGE ! "

Don't Mess With Old Floks

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 12:13:00 +0000

HOW TO CALL THE POLICE WHEN YOU'RE OLD

George Phillips of Meridian , Mississippi was going up to bed, when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed, which she could see from the bedroom window. George opened the back door to go turn off the light, but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things.

He phoned the police, who asked "Is someone in your house?" He said "No." Then they said

"All patrols were busy. You should lock your doors and an officer will be along when one is available." George said, "Okay" He hung up the phone and counted to 30.

Then he phoned the police again.

"Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people stealing things from my shed. Well, you don't have to worry about them now because I just shot them." and hung up.

Within five minutes, six Police Cars, a SWAT Team, a Helicopter, two Fire Trucks, a Paramedic, and an Ambulance showed up at the Phillips' residence, and caught the burglars red-handed.

One of the Policemen said to George, "I thought you said that you shot them!"

George said, "I thought you said there was nobody available!" (True Story)

Don't Swim In My Pond

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 15:55:00 +0000

Hello everyone. As you can see it has been a while since I posted here. I have been out of circulation because of some health issues but I am now doing better and growing stronger each day. Thanks to everyone who emailed me while I was down and out.

Once again a reason not to mess with us old folks

Skinny Dipping...

An elderly man in West Ohio had owned a large farm for several years with a large pond in the back.

It was properly shaped for swimming, so he fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple and peach trees

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond and look it over as he hadn't been there for a while.

He grabbed a 5 gallon bucket to bring back some fruit As he neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee. As he came closer, he saw it was a bunch of young women Skinny-dipping in his pond.

He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end.

One of the women shouted to him, "We're not coming out until you leave!"

The old man frowned, "I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the pond naked..."

Holding the bucket up he said, “I'm here to feed the alligator.”

Worth Listening to

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 17:49:00 +0000

Children's Bill Of Rights

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Fri, 05 Jun 2009 15:56:00 +0000

Poem to MOM

My son came home from school one day,
With a smirk upon his face.
He decided he was smart enough,
To put me in my place.

'Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'

It says I need not clean my room,
Don't have to cut my hair
No one can tell me what to think,
Or speak, or what to wear.

I have freedom from religion,
And regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
And I sure don't have to pray.

I can wear earrings if I want,
And pierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
Get tattoos from head to toe.

And if you ever spank me,
I'll charge you with a crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
With the marks on my behind.

Don't you ever touch me,
My body's only for my use,
Not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.

Don't preach about your morals,
Like your Mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!

Mom, I have these children's rights,
So you can't influence me,
Or I'll call Children's Services Division,
Better known as C.S.D.'

Mom's Reply and Thoughts

Of course my first instinct was
To toss him out the door.
But the chance to teach him a lesson
Made me think a little more.

I mulled it over carefully,
I couldn't let this go.
A smile crept upon my face,
he's messing with a pro.

Next day I took him shopping
At the local Goodwill Store.
I told him, 'Pick out all you want,
there's shirts & pants galore.

I've called and checked with C.S.D.
Who said they didn't care
If I bought you K-Mart shoes
Instead of those Nike Airs.

I've canceled that appointment
To take your driver's test.
The C.S.D. is unconcerned
So I'll decide what's best. '

I said 'No time to stop and eat,
Or pick up stuff to munch.
And tomorrow you can start to learn
To make your own sack lunch.

Just save the raging appetite,
And wait till dinner time.
We're having liver and onions,
A favorite dish of mine.'

He asked 'Can I please rent a movie,
To watch on my VCR?'
'Sorry, but I sold your TV,
For new tires on my car.

I also rented out your room,
You'll take the couch instead.
The C .S.D. requires
Just a roof over your head.

Your clothing won't be trendy now,
I'll choose what we eat.
That allowance that you used to get,
Will buy me something neat.

I'm selling off your jet ski,
Dirt-bike & roller blades.
Check out the 'Parents Bill of Rights',
It's in effect today!

Hey hot shot, are you crying,
Why are you on your knees?
Are you asking God to help you out,
Instead of C.S.D.?

Listen To Our Elders

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 17:27:00 +0000

Elder's Meditation of the Day - June 1
"You have to have a lot of patience to hear those old people talk, because when they talk, they talk about motivation, the feeling, the unsound that is around the universe. They explain everything to one understanding. They bring it all together, and when they finish, just one word comes out. Just one word. They might talk all day, and just one word comes out."
--Wallace Black Elk, LAKOTA
We need to be careful about judging the old ones when we talk. At first they may not make sense to us. Maybe we'll say they're old fashioned and don't understand. But the old ones do understand! When they speak, listen very carefully. Often it will take weeks or maybe even years before we understand what they are really saying. This is the way of Wisdom. We need to listen, listen, listen.

Great Spirit, today, open my ears so I can hear the Elders

These Daily Meditations come from Whitebison.org
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http://www.whitebison.org/meditation/index.php

What Are We Doing To Our Grandchildren

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Thu, 28 May 2009 15:04:00 +0000

Elder's Meditation of the Day - May 28
*"The land is a sacred trust held in common for the benefit of the future of our nations."*
--Haida Gwaii - Traditional Circle of Elders
The Creator made the Earth to support life so that life would continue to reproduce, everything would support one another, and future generations would have the same benefits of supply and beauty as the generations the proceeded them. This cycle will only continue to the degree that we make choices and decisions for the future generations. Today, we are too greedy and selfish. We are cheating our children, grandchildren, and the children unborn.

Creator, let me see the consequences of my decisions, and show me how to make healthy corrections

These Daily Meditations come from Whitebison.org
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Listen to the Night

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Mon, 25 May 2009 18:31:00 +0000

"If you listen close at night, you will hear the creatures of the dark, all of them sacred - the owls, the crickets, the frogs, the night birds - and you will hear beautiful songs, songs you have never heard before. Listen with your heart. Never stop listening."
--Henery Quick Bear, LAKOTA
The night time is full of life, full of song, and full of beauty. Have you ever gone outside at night and listened? One has access to serenity and peace. At night all our senses change their roles. Because we can't see, our hearing is much stronger, our smell is even more enhanced, our sight is different. We are able to join nature through sounds and smells, through the songs of the night birds, and through the night winds. We can close our eyes and experience interconnectedness in a different way. Try it tonight and experience oneness with the Creator. These Daily Meditations come from Whitebison.org to subscribe to them go to http://www.whitebison.org/meditation/index.php

Perfect Gift For Your Wife

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Thu, 21 May 2009 17:14:00 +0000

ONLY A MAN WOULD ATTEMPT THIS

Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife.

A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary submitted this:

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie.

What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse- sized tazer. The effects of the tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing the intended victim adequate time to retreat to safety....??

WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home.

I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.

AWESOME!!!

Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right? There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.

I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong?

So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and tazer in another.

The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water.

Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.

All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, 'no possible way!' What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best.. .?

I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, 'don't do it stupid,' reasoning that a one second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad.

I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . .

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD . . WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION !!!

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again.

I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs.

The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.

Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a tazer, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself! You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor..

A three second burst would be considered conservative?

IT HURT LIKE HELL!!!

A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape.

My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.

Apparently I pooped on myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair.

I'm still looking for my nuts and I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return!

P.S. My wife, can't stop laughing about my experience, loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!

If you think education is difficult, try being stupid !!!

Sacred Ceremonies

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Wed, 20 May 2009 13:05:00 +0000

Elder's Meditation of the Day - May 20

"...the sacred ceremonies given to us by the Creator are the Heart of our existence. These ceremonies are our first duty."
--Traditional Circle of Elders. NORTHERN CHEYENNE

Hidden in the ceremonies are many truths, many principles, many guidelines for living— our access to the Unseen World, healing and visions. Because the Indian People didn't have schools or books, the Great Spirit gave us Ceremonies. The ceremonies are handed down from generation to generation to learn their meaning. Today, many Indian People live in cities or urban areas where it's hard to learn the ceremonies. We need to go to the Elders and learn the ceremonies so we can pass them on to our children.

Great Spirit, teach me the Secrets of the Ceremonies.

These Daily Meditations come from Whitebison.org
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Change Is It A Good Thing?

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Sun, 17 May 2009 17:18:00 +0000

Elder's Meditation of the Day - May 17

"If the Great Spirit wanted men to stay in one place He would make the world stand still; but He made it to always change..."
--Chief Flying Hawk, OGLALA SIOUX

The Elders tell us change occurs in two directions. They say, "That which is built is constantly being destroyed; that which is loose is being used to build the new." In other words, change is constantly going on. Many times we hear people say, "I hate change." Does it make sense that the Great Spirit would design people to hate it? The Great Spirit designed people with change abilities such as visioning, imagery and imagination. Maybe we need to learn to use these tools and then we'll look forward to change.

Great Spirit, today, let me see the harmony of Yours, truly changing world

These Daily Meditations come from Whitebison.org to subscribe to them go to
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Kids In Church

noreply@blogger.com (Bo Tipton) — Fri, 15 May 2009 13:20:00 +0000

This has been going around in emails and I am sure some of you have see it already. It still puts a smile on my face and I thought some of you could use a smile today so here it is.

3-year-old Reese :?
'Our Father, Who does art in heaven,?
Harold is His name.?
Amen.'?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~?

A little boy was overheard praying:?
'Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it.?
I'm having a real good time like I am.'?
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After the christening of his baby brother in church,?
Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car.?
His father asked him three times what was wrong.?
Finally, the boy replied,?
'That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home,?
and I wanted to stay with you guys.'?
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One particular four-year-old prayed,?
'And forgive us our trash baskets?
as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets...'?
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A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they?
were on the way to church service,?
'And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?'?
One bright little girl replied,?
'Because people are sleeping.'?
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A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and Ryan 3..?
The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.?
Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson.?
'If Jesus were sitting here, He would say,?
'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'?
Kevin turned to his younger brother and said,?
' Ryan , you be Jesus !'?
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A father was at the beach with his children?
when the four-year-old son ran up to him,?
grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore?
where a seagull lay dead in the sand.?
'Daddy, what happened to him?' the son asked.?
'He died and went to Heaven,' the Dad replied.?
The boy thought a moment and then said,?
'Did God throw him back down?'?
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A wife invited some people to dinner.?
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,?
'Would you like to say the blessing?'?
'I wouldn't know what to say,' the girl replied.?
'Just say what you hear Mommy say,' the wife answered.?
The daughter bowed her head and said,?
'Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?'?
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