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![]() Rob's Pad ![]() This is my latest picture! I made the poster boy for "Quit Smoking!" They are thinking of putting my picture up in all the non-smoking establishments instead of the No Smoking signs. They figure this will have a better effect. My name is Robert Scott Warren. My son calls me Dad, my daughter calls me Daddy, my mom calls me Rob, my dad calls me Beans and all my friends call me - well, let's not get into that. But I'll bet you're the inquisitive type and are wondering about that name "Beans". I'll tell you about that a little later on the page. Well if you're the regimented type, then you've been going through this site a page at a time and have already met my wonderful kids, Nate and Kali. You're probably wondering how I got so lucky. Luck had nothing to do with it. I could say it's my charm, wit, and personality, but I suppose that wouldn't fool you for a minute. Truth of the matter is that I've been blessed. As for charm - I absolutely reek of it. My wit - well just ask anyone. EXCEPT my kids, mother, father, 95% of my friends and my 1 acquaintance. Sooooooo - we don't need to get into my personality now do we? Some of my favorite pastimes are: FISHING - I just love to get out there in the middle of a lake or stream in my boat and cast out my reel. Then I sit there for hours, taking in all of God's beautiful creation and pondering on the mysteries of life. BUT - I'm not allowed. HUNTING - This is an extremely important pastime to take up. It helps rid yourself of that aggressiveness and violent temper. Whenever you're feeling like killing the next door neighbor then just grab your rifle and go shoot a bear. BUT - I'm not allowed. CAMPING - Now this is really getting back to nature. Just drive up to those mountains in your Winabago (make sure that's a fully equiped Winabago or the kids will be staying at the nearest motel), hiking them nature trails, catching sight of the wild life, both flora and fauna, and just plain breathing in that good clean fresh air. BUT - I'm not allowed. I guess my favorite basketball team is the Seattle Sonics. That's my sons favorite team. I've never been able to voice my opinion. I'm not allowed. My favorite football tean is the Washington Redskins. I haven't got the word on that but it looks like this is cool. At least I'm allowed. My favorite food is Hungarian Gulosh. I could eat this every day of the week and twice on Sunday. BUT AGAIN - I'm not allowed. That's okay - no one can make it like mom does. I suppose you only read this far just to find out about the name "Beans", so I guess it wouldn't be fair to have you read through all this intellectual stuff without divulging my secret. Well - when I was just a little tike I spent one terrific day giving my mom and dad a migraine. Finally pushed to the brink of insanity, my dad decided it was time to apply the good old "psychology stick". Running for my life I screamed back "Daddy, Daddy, I promise I will beans have." Hence the name stuck. Figuring I'd gotten away this time and not pressing my luck, I've been just as good as gold ever since. :o) Well, it's time for me to run. I can hear the kids screaming. I hope you enjoyed my page and didn't take it TOO seriously - it's really not all that bad. So if you could please sign my guestbook before you leave it would be much appreciated. Have a great day and may God bless you all abundantly. ![]() ![]() ![]() |