<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:33:42.959-08:00</updated><category term='thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>Work in Progress</title><subtitle type='html'>God never quits working on us...He is never finished.  So, If you think you have arrived at the place God wants you....think again....you will always be a work in progress.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-220342099543932605</id><published>2008-10-09T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:49:08.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac Wafula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SO6lqM8bdHI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kXYab5J7p8I/s1600-h/4x6IsaacWafula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SO6lqM8bdHI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kXYab5J7p8I/s320/4x6IsaacWafula.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255319959635719282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright....so I know I am a little behind the 8ball on this one.  But I am excited to have finally sponsored a LIL African boy!!  He was for sure the cutest boy on there.  He is 4 years old and in pre-school.  Welcome to the family!  Dingo, Alfie, Tucker &amp; Lexi say hi! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-220342099543932605?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/220342099543932605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=220342099543932605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/220342099543932605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/220342099543932605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/10/isaac-wafula.html' title='Isaac Wafula'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SO6lqM8bdHI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kXYab5J7p8I/s72-c/4x6IsaacWafula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-7611818554704464691</id><published>2008-09-17T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:06:40.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late nights......</title><content type='html'>For some crazy reason I have been staying up until 3 AM lately.  I can't  seem to go to sleep.  I have been more productive between 10pm and 2am than I should be.  The problem is.....I'm not real productive between 7am and 10am....like a should be.  Tonight I manhandled my messy, unorganized garage.  I started at 930, and finished it up at about 2.  Needless to say......It was terrible when I started.  After many trips up and down the wiggly attic ladder and out to the trash, I'm satisfied.  I could actually pull a car in there.....for now.  I'm sure after one decent sized project it will look like a tornado touched down.  I almost forgot....My shop light above my work bench caught on fire out of no where.  Not really sure what that was all about.  pretty weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-7611818554704464691?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7611818554704464691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=7611818554704464691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/7611818554704464691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/7611818554704464691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/09/late-nights.html' title='late nights......'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-2348759915112509944</id><published>2008-09-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:41:38.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bridging the gap</title><content type='html'>Over the last 6 months or so I have had a reacurring thought about "bridging the gap" between the church and outsiders.  I feel like God has been calling me to do something about it.  I believe we need to bring the church to the quad cities, before we can bring the quad cities to church.  I want to not only say Rock church is a different church, but first prove it.  Here is the deal, he staff at the church is doing there part....I believe that.  But WE, THE CHURCH, aren't.  I feel like God has called me to lead a volenteer funded and opperated ministry.  I want to be able to do things for christ that don't just "please" outsiders.  I want them to say....."REALLY?"  Jesus would do that?....for me?   How do I learn more?  I'm talking about concerts, bar game triathalons, motocross shows, benefits, etc.  I don't have all of the answers.  but I feel like the one answer I do have, is the one God is looking for.......YES....YES....YES....I WILL DO IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-2348759915112509944?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2348759915112509944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=2348759915112509944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/2348759915112509944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/2348759915112509944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/09/bridging-gap.html' title='bridging the gap'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-2587562242268686019</id><published>2008-07-08T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:15:59.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who?? VS. who??</title><content type='html'>When I was a brand new Christian I read the book Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell.  Literally about 1 month after I was saved, josiah told me to read it.(he may have bought it for me??)  Anyway...I was really inspired.  Rob put Christianity into perspective for me.  He pointed out that God made ALL things good, not just what's IN the church.  He explained how Jesus wasn't confined to the church, that we couldn't and shouldn't put a limit on Christ.  That booked proved to me, through the Word and Rob's Creativity that Christians weren't here to battle one another.  That just because one denomination has one style, or one church has a few religious strong holds, we don't have to talk bad about them or over analyze and critique them, if anything we can learn from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are ONE church...made up of differences.  Craig Groeschel, from life chuch said. "as christians we have one common enemy that unites us...the devil"  I really believe that is the problem.  It is not Rob Bell who is messing christians up.  It is not the world itself.  It is not pop culture. It is not catholics.  It is not people at all.  It IS what the devil is doing in all of these people and to the world.  What makes Christians better than non-Christians?  What makes some Christians better than other Christians?  They aren't.......Grace is the only answer.  We are all failures with out Christ, anyone, at anytime, could end up in any failing situation with out Grace.  Why does everyone blame other people.  Did Christ call any of us to Judge?  Or to preach negatively about other Christians or Churches.  Yeah, to warn against false teachings,  but not to elaberate on how terrible or evil someone is.   So, the sooner Christian stop attacking other Christians and go to war with Devil, the sooner outsiders will be saved and Christ will be seen for who he really is...LOVE.  Thats just my opinion.  I may be wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-2587562242268686019?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2587562242268686019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=2587562242268686019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/2587562242268686019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/2587562242268686019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-vs-who.html' title='who?? VS. who??'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-8671057942256616342</id><published>2008-07-07T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:20:15.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob Bell</title><content type='html'>So I was searching for Rob Bell's blog page.  I typed in Rob Bell Blog at google.  I didn't find his blog page, so I clicked on this article just out of curiousity .  I was really shocked by what I read.  It kinda irritated me a little.  This whole One church...One prayer series must not have reached this writer.  Check it out.  tell me if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.apprising.org/archives/2006/08/rob_bell_a_very.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-8671057942256616342?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8671057942256616342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=8671057942256616342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/8671057942256616342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/8671057942256616342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/07/rob-bell.html' title='Rob Bell'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-4225791631309963897</id><published>2008-04-25T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:13:34.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adaptability.</title><content type='html'>Here is a response to my last blog.  For starters, in KYC leadership we took a strengths test.  One of my greatest strengths was adaptability.  I already knew that, and if you know me, you did too.  This is the problem, as a Christ follower, I am not here to adapt.  Sure, it can help, I can relate to people that others can't.  I can feel comfortable in most situations.  But at the same time, I need to stand apart.  Though I'm sure that I'm everything normal, I tend to feel the need to adapt, go with the flow.  The problem is, my adapting stands out.  So here I am, put into a lot of different situations, adapting to all of them.  By my personality strengths/traits I'm naturally going to do that.  So I've figured out the problem.......what about the solution.?  If I'm at a construction site, I relate to them, and adapt.  I think like they do, not 100%, but enough.  I might even act like they do, and say things that they would say.  If I'm at the moto X races....the same thing.  I've been in the same situations that all of these people have been in.  I've felt the same way.  Instead of relating but standing out....I fall right back to where I was.  I please people...that's what I'm doing.  I don't think that the answer is to get away from these situations....God gave me my strengths.  I need to use them to Glorify Him, not people.  The beauty of all of this is I do have wonderful Christian friends that I can adapt to.....but that's not really the answer either.  I need to be adapting to Jesus.  This is  the worst/best realizations of my life.  Super frustrating. but relieving.  Plz comment back.  I need help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-4225791631309963897?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4225791631309963897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=4225791631309963897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/4225791631309963897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/4225791631309963897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/04/adaptability.html' title='adaptability.'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-9097868363640367811</id><published>2008-04-21T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:01:40.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>I've been thinking!&gt;!?!!???</title><content type='html'>So.....I have been a christian for about 1 year now.  That is good news!  I have led some of my family to christ, and some of my friends.  I have found a beautiful, smart, strong women of God.  I have so many new friends that help me stay in line....help me grow...help me be a better friend, boyfriend, man of God.  There are so many changes that I could talk about.  So many new doors that have been opened.  God is amazing...there is no question about that.  His grace has made my life possible....worthy...&lt;br /&gt;and presentable.  I'm excited about all of this...and even more excited about the things to come.  Here is what is bothering me.  There are things, people from my past that I have to let go of, keep at a distance.  I understand the importance of this in order for me to grow.  There are some things, people that I can't seem to find the courage or the reason why I should.  The problem is, they are great friends, people that are being corrupted by bad company just like I was.  They may or may not know the Good News.  They may or may not have experienced Christ and his Loving Grace.  My question is how do I know who/what to let go of.  They may need me, I may be there only hope.  I want to be able be apart of their lives, I might have what they need.  I have so many different friends from different situations.  People that would do anything for me.  How could I just give up on them.?  I am involved in a whole community of Motocross racers and their families.  Do I walk away from those relationships?  Those people who wouldn't walk away from me?  Where do I spend my time, who do I spend it with.  I have all of these concerns, day in and day out.  I would go crazy with a simple life......but maybe this life is a little to crazy.  I feel like I'm spinning in circles trying to catch a glimpse of all that goes by.  Hoping to make a difference in all that I see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-9097868363640367811?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/9097868363640367811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=9097868363640367811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/9097868363640367811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/9097868363640367811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-thinking.html' title='I&apos;ve been thinking!&gt;!?!!???'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-1212078022275797875</id><published>2008-04-20T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:07:50.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foos Noos.</title><content type='html'>I have been playing foosball for about 3 years....maybe 4.  Heres the deal, I've never really challenged my self to get better.  I've slowly progressed, and I'm better than most people around.  Lately I have been getting better, but in a different way.  Not the fancy, fast, tricky, show boat way I tried to play before.  Now I'm playing more structured, accurate, repetitive, tournament winning style foosball.  This might not mean a lot to most people....but is does to me, it presents a whole new group of challenges towards the game.  Boring to most......exciting to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-1212078022275797875?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1212078022275797875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=1212078022275797875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/1212078022275797875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/1212078022275797875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/04/foos-noos.html' title='Foos Noos.'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-420247791117112734</id><published>2008-04-14T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:17.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zues......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPjBJTYVUI/AAAAAAAAADg/IZcSmYxKb0k/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPjBJTYVUI/AAAAAAAAADg/IZcSmYxKb0k/s200/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189240804477523266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPi55TYVTI/AAAAAAAAADY/QYn5s7ujPaY/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPi55TYVTI/AAAAAAAAADY/QYn5s7ujPaY/s200/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189240679923471666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPiuZTYVSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lOIPPyySnyo/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPiuZTYVSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lOIPPyySnyo/s200/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189240482354976034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Zues......He is my friend Matt's dog.  We stayed at his 3000 Sq ft house on 25 acres south of Denver.  Pretty sweet.  2 moto-x tracks, plenty of room to just hang out....away from pretty much everything.  Anyway.  No one was home when we pulled up.....except Zues.  At the time I didn't know he super gentle and wouldn't bite if you kicked him....so I was a little nervous.  One of the coolest dogs ever!(not as cool as dingo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-420247791117112734?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/420247791117112734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=420247791117112734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/420247791117112734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/420247791117112734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/04/zues.html' title='Zues......'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAPjBJTYVUI/AAAAAAAAADg/IZcSmYxKb0k/s72-c/IMG_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-2281098128867225037</id><published>2008-04-14T12:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:17.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's better to be pist off than pist on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAO525TYVRI/AAAAAAAAADI/P78idImoROs/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAO525TYVRI/AAAAAAAAADI/P78idImoROs/s400/DSC01165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189195548407125266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went on a little vacation to Boulder/Denver, CO this past weekend.  It was a really good time.  We went out there for a wedding in Boulder and brought out bikes along to do a little riding as well.  Yesterday, after a long day of riding at Thunder Valley, a pro national MX track, we decided to stop and eat in a little B.A. mountain town called Morrison.  It was really small but pretty sweet.  In this pic is the old, leprechaun looking guy who ran the parking lot across the street from where we ate.  I'm not even sure why he was there.  Anyway.  After we finished eating our amazing italian dinner at Vinny's(built in 1891 FYI) we where walking out to the truck and trailer, when we saw the old guy walking away from our truck.?!  He didn't say a word but was kinda looking over his shoulder the whole time.  Naturally, I walk up to check everything out.  Sure enough the little fella had pist in between my truck and trailer.  He got a little on the tongue/hitch area leaving a big puddle on the ground.  We all just busted up laughing, I guess he couldn't hold it!  I can't wait until I'm old and can get away with pissing on other peoples stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-2281098128867225037?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2281098128867225037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=2281098128867225037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/2281098128867225037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/2281098128867225037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-better-to-be-pist-off-than-pist-on.html' title='It&apos;s better to be pist off than pist on!'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SAO525TYVRI/AAAAAAAAADI/P78idImoROs/s72-c/DSC01165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-1492754221063074297</id><published>2008-04-02T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:17.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work...............ugh............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R_PF5cKQisI/AAAAAAAAACw/ToCdntIXw9Q/s1600-h/Photo+71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R_PF5cKQisI/AAAAAAAAACw/ToCdntIXw9Q/s320/Photo+71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184705186636008130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a big part of my job is to drive a round to my distributers and attend their open houses.  This is where they bring in all of the manufacturer reps (like myself)to answer questions and promote new products.  They also serve lunch and do demonstrations/activities to entertain the customers.  Today, I am in Fargo, ND.  The dealer is Prairie Supply.  That is what is supposed to happen.  Here is what really happens.  I drive ALL DAY, I show up last night only to find out all of my literature/give aways don't show.  Oh well.  Today the show starts at 10 am, still no product.  No one shows up until 12 (free lunch)  and by 1 most everyone is gone.(no more free lunch)  So here I sit.......until 6pm.  I highly doubt that a fresh wave of people will come in.  Oh.....I have to do the same thing tomorrow.  At this point....I am very thankful for my macbook.......and my aircard.  (wireless in North Dakota)  I don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-1492754221063074297?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1492754221063074297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=1492754221063074297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/1492754221063074297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/1492754221063074297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/04/workugh.html' title='Work...............ugh............'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R_PF5cKQisI/AAAAAAAAACw/ToCdntIXw9Q/s72-c/Photo+71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-3724761698969779916</id><published>2008-03-05T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:18.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>larry the cable guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R89hl9wQ4SI/AAAAAAAAACo/6FuLajPYTNw/s1600-h/photo-770994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R89hl9wQ4SI/AAAAAAAAACo/6FuLajPYTNw/s320/photo-770994.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174461801732038946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a hard days work, our newest addition to the team, Justin(larry the cable guy), waters the sand????  Hmm...fun?  He's pretty funny, seriously.   But anyway, vegas has been all work.....no play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-3724761698969779916?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3724761698969779916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=3724761698969779916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/3724761698969779916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/3724761698969779916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_05.html' title='larry the cable guy'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R89hl9wQ4SI/AAAAAAAAACo/6FuLajPYTNw/s72-c/photo-770994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-1174771543375929687</id><published>2008-03-01T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:18.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R8mVDXlFGUI/AAAAAAAAACg/BpwpfjD1hiE/s1600-h/photo-729229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R8mVDXlFGUI/AAAAAAAAACg/BpwpfjD1hiE/s320/photo-729229.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172829532113410370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple mysteriously sent me a special camera function.(see above pic)  it comes and goes as it pleases.  My iPhone is blessed with gifts that no other iphone has, that I know of.  Or maybe its just because I keep dropping it.?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-1174771543375929687?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1174771543375929687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=1174771543375929687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/1174771543375929687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/1174771543375929687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R8mVDXlFGUI/AAAAAAAAACg/BpwpfjD1hiE/s72-c/photo-729229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-5140770008712859195</id><published>2008-02-29T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:18.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornado's Poster Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R8iH-3lFGTI/AAAAAAAAACY/NMPkOuThzAE/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R8iH-3lFGTI/AAAAAAAAACY/NMPkOuThzAE/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172533686176127282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next generation of foosers are getting a head start.  Billy Pappas watch out!!! Maylon DePaw is getting started at the ripe age of 1.  He has already perfected his dad's famous "Gunslinger" shot.  Paul is training him to be a relentless foosball sniper.  Foosworld BEWARE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-5140770008712859195?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5140770008712859195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=5140770008712859195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/5140770008712859195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/5140770008712859195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/02/tornados-poster-child.html' title='Tornado&apos;s Poster Child'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R8iH-3lFGTI/AAAAAAAAACY/NMPkOuThzAE/s72-c/IMG_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-4640032178329373105</id><published>2008-02-26T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:15:38.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weather!!!!! GRRRR!</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to leave for Omaha today.  Well, I actually did leave.  But then I got a call telling me we would have to reschedule.  I-80 was solid ice in several areas.  I'm kinda bummed, I was looking forward to a trip for once.  I guess I'll make a snowman.  PS.  This 55" of snow we have had, isn't helping me get back on the Moto-X track.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2620a905823b28b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2620a905823b28b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331569146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20F5469ECF5A305F97CB24A766411DDED0C77B84.336238ECFBC483A003E515D2C06658779F9CBD49%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2620a905823b28b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRsOI6OaWYhFE5meRew2624Wn0xw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2620a905823b28b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331569146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20F5469ECF5A305F97CB24A766411DDED0C77B84.336238ECFBC483A003E515D2C06658779F9CBD49%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2620a905823b28b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRsOI6OaWYhFE5meRew2624Wn0xw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-4640032178329373105?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2620a905823b28b6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4640032178329373105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=4640032178329373105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/4640032178329373105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/4640032178329373105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/02/weather-grrrr.html' title='The weather!!!!! GRRRR!'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-7835136544750316079</id><published>2008-02-21T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:18.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foosball tonight!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R74d6DyrXuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NCxJOxdyBKQ/s1600-h/bfoos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R74d6DyrXuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NCxJOxdyBKQ/s320/bfoos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169602305555390178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our weekly foosball tournament.  There should be a good turn out!  I think like 6 teams.....so when I win....mo money.LOL  I'm pretty stoked though, we have about 4 new players on the scene.  J2, Austin, Jake, K-RY, maybe even Marcus.  Basically, the church will soon be able to have a foosball league of its own.  Sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-7835136544750316079?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7835136544750316079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=7835136544750316079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/7835136544750316079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/7835136544750316079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/02/foosball-tonight.html' title='Foosball tonight!!!!!'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R74d6DyrXuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NCxJOxdyBKQ/s72-c/bfoos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-6039204431660106036</id><published>2008-02-21T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:49:55.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP THE NONSENSE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok...This is in response to the comments that I have received on my "To Breed or not to Breed".  Basically, you are all telling me things that I am fully aware of, but thank you for being concerned.  I have been to shelters, I stop by frequently.  I totally understand where you are coming from...it sucks...I feel terrible for the dogs there.  I always encourage people to get a dog from a shelter if they can.  I most definitely am not looking to make a large profit breeding.  The last litter we did before the female was killed, I made nothing, I just enjoyed helping sell the dogs to GOOD HOMES!  The guy who owned the female didn't really make much.  But I will say, the comment, responsible breeders are always in the whole after a litter, are you serious?  That is some serious B.S.  Please consider my motives? HUH?  I'm thinking of having one or two more litters tops, because I have a lot of people who want dogs specifically from my male.  Sorry for being such a terrible person.  Next time I want a lecture on spaying and neutering......I'll watch the price is right!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-6039204431660106036?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6039204431660106036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=6039204431660106036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/6039204431660106036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/6039204431660106036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/02/stop-nonsence.html' title='STOP THE NONSENSE!!!!!!'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-8818824917601502370</id><published>2008-02-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:11:18.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To breed or not to breed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R7xlTDyrXtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ElokcBmnWxU/s1600-h/new+pups+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R7xlTDyrXtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ElokcBmnWxU/s320/new+pups+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169117850424270546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm faced with a decision.  For starters, I love animals.  I would like to say i like animals more than people, but that wouldn't be very nice, so I won't.  Here's the deal, I've been breeding my Australian Cattle Dog, Dingo, to a suitable, compatible, girlfriend of his named Cinnamon.  She is a Red Australian Cattle Dog as well.  Here is the bad news, she was recently hit by a car, and didn't make it.  (Moment of Silence)  So, I'm now trying to find a new "girlfriend" for Dingo.  I'm hoping to find someone who has a female they want Dingo to bread to.  What I don't really want to do is get a puppy, raise it, and do the breeding all here at my house.  But, I feel like that might happen.  Cattle Dogs aren't the most profitable dog on the market.(Unlike the useless fluffy cuddle bugs Josiah breads)JK. So, what do I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-8818824917601502370?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8818824917601502370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=8818824917601502370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/8818824917601502370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/8818824917601502370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-faced-with-decision.html' title='To breed or not to breed?'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/R7xlTDyrXtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ElokcBmnWxU/s72-c/new+pups+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167842325760082318.post-5292724024629697046</id><published>2008-02-19T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T14:17:28.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is your focus?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like being a Christian doesn't make me happy.......before you call Pastor Dan or Justin, listen.....there is a reason for this.  It's because in those times, I'm not being a real Christian(Christ follower).  Its because in those times, I'm not seeking Christ first in my life.  In those times my soul is not at peace.  It is at battle with whatever I'm making my god at that time.  See, I've given my self to Jesus, as Pastor Dan has said, Christ paid for me, He owns me, His blood paid the price, and I have accepted Him as my Lord and Saviour. So when I'm not 100% sold out for Christ, deep down inside of me, my soul, my heart knows that there is something wrong, Jesus knows there is something wrong.  The end result, I'm unhappy, I'm not at peace.  So this results in the roller coaster ride some people call Christianity.  BUT WAIT.....this is not the unhappy life Jesus wants for us!!!  Jesus does not want us to worry.(Matthew6:24-34)  If we seek him first in all things, he will provide and we will be happy.  So when I feel like being a Christan isn't making me happy, I know now that being a Christian isn't ever about me.  And as soon as my focus goes from God to me, I won't be happy, and I need to look up for my answers, and put my faith back in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this because I have a feeling I'm not the only person that gets this way.  I hope that it helps you if you do.  Please comment back to let me know what you think.    That is why this page is called work in progress.  We are all learning and growing  everyday....and will always be a work in progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1167842325760082318-5292724024629697046?l=bbartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5292724024629697046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1167842325760082318&amp;postID=5292724024629697046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/5292724024629697046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1167842325760082318/posts/default/5292724024629697046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbartz.blogspot.com/2008/02/where-is-your-focus.html' title='where is your focus?'/><author><name>Brandon Bartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02302080877832683711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XW8QLqq6Uzs/SdThySo1KvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wDoZ2Kk1Ys4/S220/IMG_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
