<?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-17204754</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:03:03.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Who Barted?"</title><subtitle type='html'>Proudly serving blogs to at least 2 people since Sept.'05!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-116036456125242848</id><published>2006-10-08T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:29:21.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm In</title><content type='html'>Mostly moved in this weekend,,, just a couple more car loads and I'll be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Mom, Tim, Larry, David and Anna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all the wind beneath my wings... or the hand-cart beneath my armoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-116036456125242848?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/116036456125242848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=116036456125242848' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/116036456125242848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/116036456125242848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-in.html' title='I&apos;m In'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-116014757460637350</id><published>2006-10-06T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T08:50:17.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to the BDW Suite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bdwsuite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/bdwsuite.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's moving day and time to say goodbye to the apartment that I have called my home for the past two years, "The Billy Dee Williams Suite".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-in-bdw-suite.html"&gt;(see previous post)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bdwsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/bdwsign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that this psuedo landmark will retain it's note-worthiness (is that a word?) I have created a card that I will leave behind so that future occupants can know the history of these walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully some over-zealous maid won't carelessly  discard  my memorial marker ... just in case... I have hidden this card high above the doorframe inside the hall closet under the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the text of the card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was brought to my attention from a reliable source (the maintenance man) that this apartment was once occupied for a couple of months by Billy Dee Williams the actor. BDW was filming the movie “Constellation” in Huntsville in 2004 and needed a place to kick back away from the throngs of groupies, stalkers, hangers-on and suck-ups... so he chilled right here in this apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BDW portrayed Gale Sayers (Brian's Song) and Lando Calrissian (Star Wars-The Empire Strikes Back) and many others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want to discuss it further please look me up on my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://studiobart.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy the apartment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this foolishness ... I need to get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-116014757460637350?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/116014757460637350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=116014757460637350' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/116014757460637350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/116014757460637350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/10/farewell-to-bdw-suite.html' title='Farewell to the BDW Suite'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115989976558345338</id><published>2006-10-03T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:22:45.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Do This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/guestbath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/guestbath.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New house photo... moving in this weekend. Check out what the previous owners did to the guest bath lighting fixture. They used those swirly energy saver bulbs ... it looks retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115989976558345338?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115989976558345338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115989976558345338' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115989976558345338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115989976558345338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-do-this.html' title='Don&apos;t Do This'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115975218791125676</id><published>2006-10-01T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:33:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog? What Blog?</title><content type='html'>For those still checking... I will keep blogging but I can't promise more than a once or twice a month posting. I closed on a house (the one pictured last) and will start moving in this week. Empty boxes and heavy lifters welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/lbart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/lbart1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been spending a lot of my free time getting to know this wonderful woman ... "Ms. L"... Isn't she a hottie? Smart, funny, great cook, and as sweet as can be! I'm a lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is way down my list of priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115975218791125676?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115975218791125676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115975218791125676' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115975218791125676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115975218791125676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-what-blog.html' title='Blog? What Blog?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115846203793642873</id><published>2006-09-16T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:00:37.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick a Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/diggin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/diggin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know this guy. Don't know what he lost up there. Come on... he is almost up to his 2nd knuckle. Won't be giving him a high five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think he is from Auburn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115846203793642873?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115846203793642873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115846203793642873' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115846203793642873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115846203793642873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/09/pick-winner.html' title='Pick a Winner!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115758175723539753</id><published>2006-09-06T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:43:26.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What TO Wear to a Football Game</title><content type='html'>More Bama gameday photos to share. For lack of a better theme these photos are positive images of my family and friends for the most part in okay attire and sans mullet hair styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/jacksgirls-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/jacksgirls-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This first photo is of my nephew, Jackson in his Bama gear surrounded by some lovely Bama baton twirlers.  You know this photo's going on his My-Space page... you know it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/davannabart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/davannabart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with my good friends and newlyweds, &lt;a href="http://www.davidhphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daveanna&lt;/a&gt; They were kind enough to grace our tailgate with their bright smiling faces. We had to give a big thumbs-up to the Tide before the kickoff. BTW... that's my exaggerated big impact smile... that's why it looks cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/cheriestew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/cheriestew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was guest of my bro, Stewart and his wife Cherie. We had so much fun before, during and after the game. Although Cherie and I had to monitor the drunk girl behind us during the game. She spilled her drink twice and we just knew she ws going to hurl on us at any moment. Luckily we were safe and made it through without that happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the ticket, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115758175723539753?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115758175723539753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115758175723539753' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115758175723539753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115758175723539753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-to-wear-to-football-game.html' title='What TO Wear to a Football Game'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115750073981912284</id><published>2006-09-05T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:58:59.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What NOT to Wear to a Football Game</title><content type='html'>Had a big Labor Day Weekend... went to the Alabama v. Hawaii opening football game in Tuscaloosa, AL. I have so many photos I could make 5 or 6 posts out of them, but I'll try and cram them into 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/BAMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/BAMA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just included these bodypainters in this post ... but they could easily go in the "What TO Wear to a Football Game" post. They were having fun and they are young and probably dumb. Spiced things up a bit. But come on ... Dude on the end! Put a sweatshirt on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/longdresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/longdresses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four girls had on these dresses that go all the way to the ground. They are either A) Jehovah's Witness B) Wiccans or C) Stoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/mullet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/mullet1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mullets were plentiful and I shot this one in the Bear Bryant Museum. His friend is giving me the "what you lookin' at" stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/rolledpants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/rolledpants.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure this guy had a good reason to roll up his pants. Maybe it is a trend that I'm just not aware of... either way... I'm protecting his identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bama won the game btw... Roll Tide Roll! Nothing like a WIN to make you forget that some of these people live in the same state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115750073981912284?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115750073981912284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115750073981912284' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115750073981912284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115750073981912284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-not-to-wear-to-football-game.html' title='What NOT to Wear to a Football Game'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115674398735642482</id><published>2006-08-27T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:46:27.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Search #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/newhouse-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/newhouse-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't get the impression that I bought the second house that I looked at. I have looked at a dozen but can't post them all. I barely have time to post this... the whole "single dad  and self-employed graphic artist"  priorites take presidence over blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway... the bachelor pad house didn't work out at all ... but my realtor found this gem and I made them an offer and they accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please start collecting boxes for my move. No hurry ... I have 60 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115674398735642482?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115674398735642482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115674398735642482' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115674398735642482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115674398735642482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-search-2.html' title='Home Search #2'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115629285802562284</id><published>2006-08-22T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T17:27:38.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Search Part #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bigtv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/bigtv2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at homes this week. Ran across one that is larger than my apartment, in a good neighborhood, in my budget, two car garage, new appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seller is a bachelor and believe me he has the place "bachelored-up" I would definitely have to do some painting... and rip up the seafoam green carpet and put in hardwood. But that's nothing... I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also comes with a 250 inch high-def flatscreen TV built into the wall along with a surround-sound system. Sweet, right? (well it looks 250 inches)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... looking at the photo you can see that there are some cheesy looking "theater curtains" on both sides of the TV. Those would come down for sure. Any suggestions on what to do instead of curtains? How would you decorate that wall? And unfortunately it doesn't come with the cool matching nude statues that are in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need all the input I can get if I decide I am going to buy this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115629285802562284?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115629285802562284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115629285802562284' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115629285802562284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115629285802562284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-search-part-1.html' title='Home Search Part #1'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115616776343209695</id><published>2006-08-21T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T07:00:44.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Hitched</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/daveanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/daveanna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Daveanna"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my &lt;a href="http://www.davidhphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;buddies'&lt;/a&gt; (Dave &amp; Anna) wedding Saturday night. It was the funniest wedding I have ever been to ... lot's of laughs ... some intentional ... some not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had tons of slide shows and audio and video running at different points during the ceremony. Is that a trend? I haven't been to a wedding in a few years so I don't know. Anyway it was very well done and entertaining. The flower girl and the ring bearer both exited the stage because they were either bored or wanting their respective mommies. But that always comes off as cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish them both a long happy marriage. Both great kids... I need a tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115616776343209695?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115616776343209695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115616776343209695' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115616776343209695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115616776343209695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/theyre-hitched.html' title='They&apos;re Hitched'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115582400503178341</id><published>2006-08-17T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:13:26.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAID</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/noteindoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/noteindoor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This note was stuck in my door the other day and I knew it was from the office here at my apartment complex. That's how the usually send correspondance 'round here. Stuff like"pool party on the 21st"... or "we're paving the parking lot next week" ... general news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a notice to me to "vacate the premises" in 24 hours or they were going to have me evicted! Whaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pay ALL of my bills on time... every time ... especially rent. This is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after five and the office was already "closed" but I thought if I went down there I might could catch someone before they left. Didn't want this hanging over me all night... even though I knew I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough three of the slimey rats were still there and I was waving the note around like they just left a bag of poo on my doorstep. The first posture they take is "well you are short $60 dollars on your rent thats why you got the notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminded them that they accused me just a couple of months ago of being a few dollars short as well and that they found that it was a computer error on their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly their posture changes... into nervous giggling and one of them says, "oh... we hate this computer system" and "there is no way for me to check to see if the computer is wrong" and "blah blah blah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I'm not hearing is an apology. But they are all smiley faced and "oops, darn our computer it messed up again" ... and one of them even threw in a "I had to work until almost seven last night".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly they knew I was right and everything was ok. One of them even said "when I was putting the note on your door I was thinking 'this isn't like him' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking "then why the heck didn't you take five minutes to check your own records to see if maybe you goofballs were to blame instead of a resident in good standing? It must be a lot easier to take the time to write the note and get on your little golf cart and drive all the way over to the other side of the complex and shove a note in my door telling me to pack everything up and get out in 24 hours than to see if your computer was wrong... again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote their corporate office a letter explaining the whole deal and how insulting and irresponsible they are... maybe sombody will get ripped a new one... maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm house hunting this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115582400503178341?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115582400503178341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115582400503178341' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115582400503178341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115582400503178341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/paid.html' title='PAID'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115565983431631788</id><published>2006-08-15T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:15:06.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Throwing Darts and People Watch</title><content type='html'>Ran across this wonderful show last night... Darts on TV. I apologize for the poor quality of the photo I took of my television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/dart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/dart1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This guy was battling it out against the guy in the screen below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing thing about the fact that there is a show on TV about dart contests is that that means that there are a lot of people who watch "DARTS ON TV"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/dart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/dart2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love the split screen action... so the viewer doesn't miss a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought there was nothing more worthless than "BOWLING ON TV" but I now  found a new low. Guess if you're passionate about something you want to see it on the tube. What time is that "Chutes and Ladders" tournament on? Need to Tivo all of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I'd be more entertained watching a shirt folding contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115565983431631788?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115565983431631788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115565983431631788' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115565983431631788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115565983431631788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/theyre-throwing-darts-and-people-watch.html' title='They&apos;re Throwing Darts and People Watch'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115549501362389542</id><published>2006-08-13T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T11:52:14.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/racechair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/racechair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran across this quality furniture item in a store along with the matching sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be dogging it if it was NFL furniture too... so I'm not just picking on NASCAR... but it does make it twice as redneck being that it is NASCAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the upkeep because:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The easy to clean vinyl logos are permanently adhered to the fabric through a patented welding process that is impervious to bubbles and peeling.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the weekend's big race just take it out in the yard and hose off the spilled beer and bag of spicy bbq Lays chip crumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:10;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115549501362389542?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115549501362389542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115549501362389542' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115549501362389542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115549501362389542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115522378646137336</id><published>2006-08-10T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:29:46.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Name is "Magnus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/magnus2sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/magnus2sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretend dog's name is Magnus. My daughter's favorite choice ... named after Will Ferrell's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it fits him perfectly. Thank you all for your input. As you all know, it really doesn't matter what anyone else thinks... in the end the main woman in the house has the final say... am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming clean on the whole "FRAGILE Incident" as it has come to be called. Of course there was blatent over-use of the word "FRAGILE" on the boxes. I just didn't want to upset the bride-to-be before her big day... but then it got to be a pride thing for me and my street cred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Anna is such a good friend of mine I know she can admit when I am right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115522378646137336?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115522378646137336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115522378646137336' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115522378646137336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115522378646137336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/his-name-is-magnus.html' title='His Name is &quot;Magnus&quot;'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115506722371636425</id><published>2006-08-08T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:00:23.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Corrected</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/Anna-fragile.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/Anna-fragile.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I was a bit too hasty with the accusations against Anna over-using "FRAGILE" when labeling her moving boxes. As a matter of fact... I think she used just the right amount of "FRAGILE" labeled boxes.. not too many, not too few. What I did mean to accuse you (or David) of was over-use of duct tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention she and David will be getting married in less than 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a logo that I designed for their official wedding logo (it did not meet with their approval) Not sure what the final logo looks like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115506722371636425?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115506722371636425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115506722371636425' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115506722371636425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115506722371636425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/stand-corrected.html' title='Stand Corrected'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115463119998502863</id><published>2006-08-03T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:56:45.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be easy... be very easy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/davemove.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/davemove.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped my buddy &lt;a href="http://www.davidhphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dave&lt;/a&gt; move this past weekend. He and the lovely Anna are getting married in two weeks. We loaded up a U-Haul full of Dave's belongings and a lot, a lot of wedding gifts. Whoever marked their boxes wrote the word "FRAGILE" on every single box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every box had "FRAGILE" items inside apparently and required care and tenderness in the move. So if every box is "FRAGILE" doesn't that make nothing "FRAGILE"? I'm claiming  overuse of the word "FRAGILE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/fragile%20boxes.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/fragile%20boxes.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the boxes had "EXTREMELY FRAGILE" written on them. I translated that to mean "if you break anything in this box you're in big big trouble!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/alaskatag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/alaskatag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dave went all out for this move... the truck was brought into Alabama all the way from Alaska. Apparently no expense was spared... no distance too great to make sure the "FRAGILE" boxes made it to the new love-nest intact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115463119998502863?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115463119998502863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115463119998502863' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115463119998502863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115463119998502863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/08/be-easy-be-very-easy.html' title='Be easy... be very easy!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115432542662509136</id><published>2006-07-30T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T22:58:32.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name This Dog</title><content type='html'>My dear friend, Dana, who manages a lovely Habersham Furniture and home accessory store gave me this dog as kind of a "bart-er" deal for some graphic design work I have done for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I need to name the dog... so I am asking for suggestions please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/namedog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/namedog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the list I have includes these names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum&lt;br /&gt;Brutus&lt;br /&gt;Pokey&lt;br /&gt;Rosco&lt;br /&gt;Petey&lt;br /&gt;Junior&lt;br /&gt;Tippy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115432542662509136?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115432542662509136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115432542662509136' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115432542662509136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115432542662509136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/name-this-dog.html' title='Name This Dog'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115423380800851315</id><published>2006-07-29T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:31:52.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not On the Same Page</title><content type='html'>I heard back from the woman that wanted to hire me away from my self employment finally. She said that we "are not on the same page".... which is code for "you want how much money?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/beach_house_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 176px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/beach_house_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe I pushed it too far by asking for my own Seaside beach-front-condo. And I think I made her nervous by asking if shirts were required  to comply with their business casual Friday attire. Hey... I have shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... at least I'll still have time to fullfill my blogging obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115423380800851315?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115423380800851315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115423380800851315' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115423380800851315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115423380800851315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/not-on-same-page.html' title='Not On the Same Page'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115396598645053647</id><published>2006-07-26T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:06:26.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynard Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/3DoorsDown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/3DoorsDown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last moment Friday I get asked by a new friend if I want to go to a concert in Birmingham, AL. The band "3 Doors Down" is playing at the Oak Mountain ampitheater. They are really good ... even I have heard of them and know many of their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get our tickets at a Birmingham grocery store and look on the tickets and who else is playing? Lynard Skynard... well well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so out of the loop I think that the Skynard is opening for 3 Doors Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the concert starts I realize that it is the other way around ... 3 Doors Down opened for Skynard... what am I... a hundred years old?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/Skynard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/Skynard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I would have worn my rebel flag dew rag had I know I was goingto a Skynard concert. Instead I had on a Polo shirt and my Bass Weejuns. Skynard fans don't care... they were full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to the two groupie girls just behind us for fanning us with your ankle length hair as you danced continously for the entire three hours. ALSO... Take note, groupie girls: maybe next time don't wear the denim short shorts in public as your beer-gut pushed them off your non-existent ass every time you stood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was no surprise that when the crowd screamed "FREEBIRD!" at the end of the show... Lynard Skynard actually played "Freebird" ... imagine that. That bird you cannot change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115396598645053647?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115396598645053647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115396598645053647' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115396598645053647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115396598645053647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/lynard-who.html' title='Lynard Who?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115359952340844880</id><published>2006-07-22T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T13:18:43.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Update is That There is Nothing to Update</title><content type='html'>I have heard nothing on the new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My calls have not been returned therefore I don't know anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know where to find me... I'll just be sitting here thinking creative thoughts and saving the world through innovative graphic images and well executed design and layouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115359952340844880?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115359952340844880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115359952340844880' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115359952340844880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115359952340844880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-update-is-that-there-is-nothing-to.html' title='My Update is That There is Nothing to Update'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115282468906062582</id><published>2006-07-13T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T15:37:38.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work for the Man? ... Again!!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/boxers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/boxers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call a few days ago at 6:30 a.m. from an owner of a local ad agency. She wants me to come work for her as the agency's Creative Director. Currently I am a single, stay-at home, work-at-home dad. I love my freedom and work hours. (which are basically whenever the heck I want to work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going in the morning to talk with her and see what she has to offer. What it all boils down to is health care benefits. Which really is a a thorn in my side... I loath loath loath anything to do with health insurance. It has entirely too big of an influnce on where I have worked over the course of my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... wish me luck... I don't do well in public anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115282468906062582?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115282468906062582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115282468906062582' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115282468906062582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115282468906062582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/work-for-man-again.html' title='Work for the Man? ... Again!!??'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115250137384126494</id><published>2006-07-09T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:27:13.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under-Rated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"What characterizes the truly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;UNDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;-rated icon is that its reputation is all out of proportion to the enjoyment, satisfaction, or benefit that can be, or commonly is, derived from it... blah, blah, blah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/hand.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 272px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/hand.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In line with yesterday's theme...&lt;br /&gt;here is my list of things&lt;br /&gt;that I find to be under-rated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved-Ice&lt;br /&gt;Hand Signals&lt;br /&gt;Kreme Delite's Chilidogs&lt;br /&gt;Pats on the Back&lt;br /&gt;Contradictions&lt;br /&gt;Stating the Obvious&lt;br /&gt;Baby Wipes&lt;br /&gt;White Space&lt;br /&gt;Dogs&lt;br /&gt;Un-salted Raw Almonds&lt;br /&gt;Hand-Written Mail&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Mayer Ready-to-Serve Real Bacon Pieces&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/PlastikCups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 125px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/PlastikCups.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Proper Use of Punctuation Marks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/PlastikCups.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;Plastic Ware&lt;br /&gt;Big Stack of Quarters&lt;br /&gt;4 Part Harmony&lt;br /&gt;Gravy Boats&lt;br /&gt;Old People&lt;br /&gt;Secret Plays (any sport)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/handwritten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 132px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/handwritten.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plagiarism&lt;br /&gt;Sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115250137384126494?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115250137384126494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115250137384126494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115250137384126494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115250137384126494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/under-rated.html' title='Under-Rated'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115248098030348029</id><published>2006-07-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:24:00.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over-Rated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"What characterizes the truly over-rated icon is that its reputation is all out of proportion to the enjoyment, satisfaction, or benefit that can be, or commonly is, derived from it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 181px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/prom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would be interested in your&lt;br /&gt;feedback on my list below of things&lt;br /&gt;that I find to be generally over-rated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not always... but mostly)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks Displays&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;Being Single&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars Sequels&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Adulthood&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/barbara_streisand_hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/barbara_streisand_hair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASCAR&lt;br /&gt;The movie Scarface&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Cartoons&lt;br /&gt;Super Bowl Parties&lt;br /&gt;Being Married&lt;br /&gt;Sushi&lt;br /&gt;Blog Lists&lt;br /&gt;Local Parades&lt;br /&gt;The Winter Olympics&lt;br /&gt;Politicians&lt;br /&gt;Coupons&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Streisand&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/starbuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/starbuck.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom&lt;br /&gt;Being Normal&lt;br /&gt;The Sense of Smell&lt;br /&gt;Ben Affleck&lt;br /&gt;Bumper Cars&lt;br /&gt;Any Celebrity's Opinion on Anything&lt;br /&gt;Poker on TV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115248098030348029?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115248098030348029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115248098030348029' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115248098030348029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115248098030348029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/over-rated.html' title='Over-Rated'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115212743498534484</id><published>2006-07-05T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:35:12.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Janet wins the contest being the first to answer all correctly. So she gets to spend the afternoon with me. No airfare included (sorry). Just drive on by next time your in the North Alabama area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who played along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Answers:&lt;br /&gt;1. "Dy-No-Mite!!!" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JJ, Good Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2.  "Heeeeeeeere's Johnny!" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack Torrance, The Shining and Ed McMahon on the Tonight Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3. "Sit on it" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 4. "Wheeeee Doggies" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uncle Jed, Beverly Hillbillies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 5. "Hasta la vista, baby" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 6. "Houston, we have a problem" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jim Lovell, Apollo 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 7. "Where's the Beef?" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clara Peller in commercials for Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 8. "Yada yada yada" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 9. "Don't have a cow man" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bart Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. "Can you hear me now?" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verizon Wireless ads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. "BAM!" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emeril Lagasse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Credit:&lt;br /&gt;"Wha' Happened?"  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike LaFontaine (played by Fred Willard) in the movie "A Mighty Wind" so so so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115212743498534484?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115212743498534484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115212743498534484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115212743498534484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115212743498534484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115195134199581152</id><published>2006-07-03T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T20:05:37.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Phrases</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bart%20tshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/bart%20tshirt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am compiling the worlds most complete list of catch phrases. Not to be confused with my world's most complete &lt;a href="http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/09/worlds-most-complete-list-of-nicknames_28.html"&gt;List of Nicknames&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I want to have a little catch phrase contest. Check out the list of phrases below and guess their origin. some are obscure and the first one to correctly identify all of them wins a free afternoon hanging with me. (airfare not included) Answers will be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  "Dy-No-Mite!!!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2.  "Heeeeeeeere's Johnny!" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;(2 answers accepted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3.  "Sit on it"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 4.  "Wheeeee Doggies"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 5.  "Hasta la vista, baby"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 6.  "Houston, we have a problem"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 7.  "Where's the Beef?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 8.  "Yada yada yada"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 9.  "Don't have a cow man"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10.  "Can you hear me now?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11.  "BAM!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Credit:  "Wha' Happened?" - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;if you get this one... I might consider paying airfare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd love it if you'd leave one of your favorite catch phrases for my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.If you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115195134199581152?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115195134199581152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115195134199581152' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115195134199581152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115195134199581152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/catch-phrases.html' title='Catch Phrases'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115195031801212837</id><published>2006-07-03T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:22:11.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Whated?</title><content type='html'>Finally getting around to changing blog name after my November 3rd '05 post. Didn't want to do anything too hasty. Thanks for the suggestions in the suggestion box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115195031801212837?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115195031801212837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115195031801212837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115195031801212837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115195031801212837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/07/who-whated.html' title='Who Whated?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115159696411284723</id><published>2006-06-29T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:11:07.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in the Translation</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my daughter is taking phoned-in orders at a steak and burger delivery place. (Which by the way she will not let me take a picture of her in her official uniform.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/cheeburger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 179px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/cheeburger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So she gets a call yesterday and the woman calling in an order in broken english wants "a hamburger with cheese"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my daughter repeats the order back "a cheesburger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No no no" ... "I want hamburger with cheese on it" ... "not cheeseburger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; – ? – &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – ? –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so she got that instead. ... Glad my days of dealing with the public are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115159696411284723?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115159696411284723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115159696411284723' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115159696411284723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115159696411284723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in the Translation'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115144703439954130</id><published>2006-06-27T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:28:50.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/wbw_pink_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/wbw_pink_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's play dress-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all let me say that I never do participate in blog organized activities. But I was looking for an opportunity to put this photo of me in my brown prom tux for a while and it just seems like today is the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not adjust your monitors... the tux is brown and the trim on the ruffle shirt is a matching brown. Sweet! The year was 1980 and the "Ralph Malph" helmet hair was ready for action. My lovely date, Benay, was stunning in her matching brownish prom dress. I have never been as dressed up since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/12thgrade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/12thgrade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img src="file:///Users/bartsmith/Desktop/wbw_pink_sm.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/bartsmith/Desktop/wbw_pink_sm.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115144703439954130?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115144703439954130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115144703439954130' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115144703439954130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115144703439954130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/way-back.html' title='Way Back'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115142805807494877</id><published>2006-06-27T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T10:07:38.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/tim%20goats%20fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/tim%20goats%20fireworks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one other place in America where you can buy a gross of bottle rockets AND a goat. My brother Tim &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(pictured here) &lt;/span&gt;has perhaps struck summertime gold by giving the consumer one-stop fireworks/goat roadside shopping experience... unavailable anywhere else that I'm aware of. Okay maybe in some remote Chinese provience high in the mountains... but really this is closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're driving on Hwy 231/431 north of Huntsville, Alabama look for the signs. Stop in and say "hey" to my brother, Tim.... tell him Bart sent you. Ask for the "Blogger Discount" and he might throw in some roman candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115142805807494877?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115142805807494877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115142805807494877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115142805807494877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115142805807494877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-country.html' title='What A Country'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115109811527707319</id><published>2006-06-23T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T14:28:35.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/sgettycake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/sgettycake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura was heating up some spaghetti for Larry &amp; I last night and plopped it on a plate from the plastic bowl. It was great with the sauce by the way. Thanks, Laura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week she's making chocolate pudding that looks like a lobster and then she'll make cheese grits in the shape of the Washington Monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115109811527707319?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115109811527707319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115109811527707319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115109811527707319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115109811527707319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/spaghetti-cake.html' title='Spaghetti Cake'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115074305111817381</id><published>2006-06-19T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:55:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/knife.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/knife.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing quite says "I love you Dad!" like an extremely sharp kitchen knife and a cool cutting board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hinted around that that is what I wanted and needed. They pull through every time. I love 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can cook just like Racheal Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115074305111817381?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115074305111817381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115074305111817381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115074305111817381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115074305111817381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-dad.html' title='Happy Dad'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115038431750967826</id><published>2006-06-15T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T08:12:08.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold-Diggers and Long Lost Cousins Stay Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/lottery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/lottery.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok... so I won the lottery while down in Florida. Not the big $9 million prize... but the $4 prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my two buddies made a pact to split all of our winnings and win we did! After taxes I figure we each won 67¢ ... I'm no math wizard but that's pretty sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to be heading back down to the coast to collect my share. I'll be back in 14 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115038431750967826?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115038431750967826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115038431750967826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115038431750967826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115038431750967826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/gold-diggers-and-long-lost-cousins.html' title='Gold-Diggers and Long Lost Cousins Stay Away!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-115024038042879541</id><published>2006-06-13T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:04:31.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Vacatiooooooonnnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/3fromvacation-sm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 251px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/3fromvacation-sm.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three amigos just returned from Destin and had a blast. Soaked up lots of sun and fried crab claws. Jealous? Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura, Larry and Bart... sporting our coolness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/hilton%231314sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/hilton%231314sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Sandestin Hilton and enjoyed our balcony view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep one day by the pool and got some uneven burn lines but other than that the trip was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/2face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/2face.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-115024038042879541?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/115024038042879541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=115024038042879541' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115024038042879541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/115024038042879541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-vacatiooooooonnnn.html' title='Back From Vacatiooooooonnnn'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114956728813962626</id><published>2006-06-05T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:14:48.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliver De Letter... De Sooner De Better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/mailbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/mailbox.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snapped this photo yesterday on my way through Madison on Mill Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy wants his mail still delivered ... but just not a lot of heavy mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114956728813962626?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114956728813962626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114956728813962626' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114956728813962626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114956728813962626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/deliver-de-letter-de-sooner-de-better.html' title='Deliver De Letter... De Sooner De Better!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114926930462603160</id><published>2006-06-02T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:00:17.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Before Fashion Disaster #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/steakout%20cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/steakout%20cap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 16year old daughter has her first job that she starts tomorrow. It requires a red cap and matching red shirt. She has to get pants and shoes today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ... What kind of pants do you need to get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daughter:&lt;/span&gt; ... They said Duckhead or something like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ... What color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daughter:&lt;/span&gt;  ... navy blue only ... why do they want navy blue pants when their shirt colors are red, BLACK and yellow? Why not black pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ... I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;  ... What kind of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daughter:&lt;/span&gt; ... black or white tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;  ... so you're getting black shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daughter:&lt;/span&gt; ... white shoes ... black shoes with navy blue pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daughter:&lt;/span&gt; ... why would you get black shoes to go with navy blue pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;  ... so the dirt won't show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daughter:&lt;/span&gt; ... Dad, stop talking now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Oops ... I did it again with the function over fashion logic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114926930462603160?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114926930462603160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114926930462603160' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114926930462603160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114926930462603160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/death-before-fashion-disaster-2.html' title='Death Before Fashion Disaster #2'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114917455122661687</id><published>2006-06-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:09:11.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ruined It ... Didn't I?</title><content type='html'>To give you a quick overview... I am a single dad ... not real handy in the kitchen (but making steps forward) Looks like I took a step back last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mastered french toast a month ago but apparently I haven't conquered boiling water yet. I put my copper-bottomed Revereware empty on a hot burner and I got distracted. Came back and poured cold water in it and boy was that a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was black powdered dust all over the stove top. Any harm in me still using this pan other than the fact that I uglied it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/pan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/pan1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/pan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/pan2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/pan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/pan3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114917455122661687?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114917455122661687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114917455122661687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114917455122661687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114917455122661687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-ruined-it-didnt-i.html' title='I Ruined It ... Didn&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114874507010085248</id><published>2006-05-27T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T09:46:21.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Base Tan</title><content type='html'>It's Memorial Day weekend, the traditional start of summertime. I love hanging out at the pool, being around water and wearing shorts because it is extremely hot here in Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is I am very fair complected being that I am a freckled redhead. solution is spry-on sunscreen and common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is an illustration showing my current skin tone and also pointing out some of my problem burn areas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/tan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/tan1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do Not look Directly at the Skin Without Sun Glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My "goal tan" is depicted next. This would be acheived with the optimum mix of sunlight that has been filtered through layers of UV 30+ constantly reapplied through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/tan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/tan2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Savage Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am I kidding? Below is the actual results I can expect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/tan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/tan3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Apply Aloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114874507010085248?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114874507010085248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114874507010085248' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114874507010085248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114874507010085248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/base-tan.html' title='Base Tan'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114857724535510657</id><published>2006-05-25T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:14:06.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Not a Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/taylor_hicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/taylor_hicks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really get use to being right all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Taylor Hicks and all the Idol contestants. They are all winners aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114857724535510657?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114857724535510657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114857724535510657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114857724535510657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114857724535510657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/having-not-bad-day.html' title='Having Not a Bad Day'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114840509808000014</id><published>2006-05-23T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T10:28:39.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo, Dog Check It Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/lauralarry.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/lauralarry.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am hanging wit my peeps (Laura and Larry, pictured above)... We will be having an American idol viewing party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am calling my shot right now before they even perform ... Taylor Hicks will win it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/taylorhickssm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/taylorhickssm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons he will win:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) He is from Alabama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) He did not dye his hair when handlers and stylists suggested he do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) He is a twitching-funky-dancing freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) He can sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) Great cleavage (NO... wait... that's why Katherine might win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F) America loves it when he looks like a dad doing karaoke at a picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/americanidol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/americanidol.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114840509808000014?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114840509808000014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114840509808000014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114840509808000014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114840509808000014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/yo-dog-check-it-out.html' title='Yo, Dog Check It Out'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114824005362089568</id><published>2006-05-21T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T12:34:13.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Solved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/ana%20lucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/ana%20lucia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so Kelsey is staying with me tonight and I told her I thought the mystery woman she sketched (see previous post) is "Katherine McPhee"... nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mischa Barton" ... nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Katie Holmes" .... nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kami" ... who the heck is Kami? ... nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Michelle Rodriguez who plays "Ana Lucia Cortez of ABC's hit series &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, san-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114824005362089568?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114824005362089568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114824005362089568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114824005362089568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114824005362089568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/mystery-solved.html' title='Mystery Solved'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114805267200931765</id><published>2006-05-19T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T08:31:12.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is This?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/who%20is%20this.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/who%20is%20this.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter drew this woman/girl's face this morning on my refridgerator note board then asked me to guess who it was. It is a celebrity and my daughter was put-out with me for not knowing immediately who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed "Kate Winslet" and then she told me that it obviously was not a redhead because of the eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said she would not tell me. Are all 16 year old girls this sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me guess who the freak it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking a TV star and not a movie star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114805267200931765?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114805267200931765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114805267200931765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114805267200931765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114805267200931765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-is-this.html' title='Who Is This?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114797537377401013</id><published>2006-05-18T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:02:53.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/office2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/office2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not watching this NBC show then you are missing the best show ever. I weep for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114797537377401013?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114797537377401013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114797537377401013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114797537377401013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114797537377401013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/quality-tv.html' title='Quality TV'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114788274811894685</id><published>2006-05-17T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T09:19:08.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drivin' Me Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/k%27scrash.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/k%27scrash.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyewitness account artist rendering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dreaded call from my ex:&lt;br /&gt;"Kelsey's (our daughter) had a wreck but she's alright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later I get a call from my daughter to fill me in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; "Dad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; "Are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; "yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; "what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; "...it was right after school and the roads were wet... I wasn't on the phone... and I wasn't fooling with the radio... I might have been following a little too close."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; "what did you hit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; "... a Jeep Commander... it didn't even hardly get a scratch on it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; "... and your car?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; "... it is probably totalled... they towed it away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; " ..... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; "the policeman said I was only going 10mph... my airbag didn't even deploy... it could have been a lot worse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; "well you probably learned a valuable lesson"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;K:&lt;/span&gt; " a valuable lesson? ... I didn't do anything wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; "Okay... you've had a valuable experience" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I am such a pushover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114788274811894685?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114788274811894685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114788274811894685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114788274811894685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114788274811894685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/05/drivin-me-crazy.html' title='Drivin&apos; Me Crazy'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114606782746324827</id><published>2006-04-26T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T09:19:26.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back in 1987</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/babyalex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/babyalex.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is my son, Alex's 19th birthday. He is away at college and making me proud as always. He will be prescribing medication and conducting cardio tests on all of us in a few short years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/AlexKristy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/AlexKristy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here he is in a more recent photo with his girlfriend Kristy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Alex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114606782746324827?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114606782746324827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114606782746324827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114606782746324827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114606782746324827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/way-back-in-1987.html' title='Way Back in 1987'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114553487361275847</id><published>2006-04-20T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T05:18:16.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Progress Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/nap2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/nap2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love puppy photos except the communists and the Taliban?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of my brother Tim's puppy, "Napoleon". Compare him now to the pics I posted 11/25/05. He is a 6 month old Great Pyrenees and still has some growing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/nap1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/nap1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114553487361275847?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114553487361275847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114553487361275847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114553487361275847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114553487361275847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/puppy-progress-report.html' title='Puppy Progress Report'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114479045918564070</id><published>2006-04-11T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T14:20:59.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Too Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/dbass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/dbass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nashville today for the funeral of my cousin David. He and five other marines were killed last week when the 7-ton truck they were riding in rolled over during a flash flood near Al Asad, Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cpl. David A. Bass was 20 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114479045918564070?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114479045918564070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114479045918564070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114479045918564070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114479045918564070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/way-too-young.html' title='Way Too Young'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114460864567311152</id><published>2006-04-09T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T11:53:01.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail Yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/hail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/hail1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/hail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/hail2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a storm blow through here Friday night. It hailed like crazy for ten minutes but did no damage as far as I could tell. It was about pea size and I scooped up a bowl full to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114460864567311152?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114460864567311152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114460864567311152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114460864567311152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114460864567311152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/hail-yes.html' title='Hail Yes!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114438975943450726</id><published>2006-04-06T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T11:54:00.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Your Eye on the Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/canethecan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/canethecan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who among us didn't enjoy an improvised game of baseball using your great grandmother's walking cane and an empty soda can when you were a yute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have my cute lil niece, Emily about to take a cut at some canned heat being served up by my lovely daughter, Kelsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No salary disputes, no suspected steroid use, no corked bats ... just good cheap fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114438975943450726?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114438975943450726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114438975943450726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114438975943450726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114438975943450726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/keep-your-eye-on-can.html' title='Keep Your Eye on the Can'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114430137691758923</id><published>2006-04-05T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:29:36.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Out Chuck!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/cnorris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/cnorris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;www.chucknorrisfacts.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across this website today and laughed so hard I nearly lost a kidney. Here is a sampling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chuck Norris Facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul class="style3"&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outer space exists because it's afraid to be on the same planet with Chuck Norris.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris is the reason why Waldo is hiding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris counted to infinity - twice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no chin behind Chuck Norris’ beard. There is only another fist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Chuck Norris does a pushup, he isn’t lifting himself up, he’s pushing the Earth down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris is so fast, he can run around the world and punch himself in the back of the head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris’ hand is the only hand that can beat a Royal Flush.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no such thing as global warming. Chuck Norris was cold, so he turned the sun up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris can lead a horse to water AND make it drink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris doesn’t wear a watch, HE decides what time it is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris gave Mona Lisa that smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris can slam a revolving door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris does not get frostbite. Chuck Norris bites frost&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember the Soviet Union? They decided to quit after watching a DeltaForce marathon on Satellite TV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Chucktatorship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114430137691758923?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114430137691758923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114430137691758923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114430137691758923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114430137691758923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/check-out-chuck.html' title='Check Out Chuck!!!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114421432424832065</id><published>2006-04-04T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:42:30.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime in North Alabama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/moms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/moms.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful day on my Mom's farm north of Huntsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goats are in full bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are having a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114421432424832065?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114421432424832065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114421432424832065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114421432424832065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114421432424832065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/04/springtime-in-north-alabama.html' title='Springtime in North Alabama'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114177485332921572</id><published>2006-03-07T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:40:54.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gettin' Hot In Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/78degrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/78degrees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature outside is only 65°... my air conditioner is broken... So why is it 78° inside the Billy Dee William's Suite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only March 7th... and its this hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maintenance should have been here by now. If you need me I'll be in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114177485332921572?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114177485332921572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114177485332921572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114177485332921572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114177485332921572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-gettin-hot-in-here.html' title='It&apos;s Gettin&apos; Hot In Here!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-114070173575504482</id><published>2006-02-23T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T05:35:35.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>My baby turned sixteen this week and we had much fun getting the coveted driver's license. I watched as she drove herself to school for the first time this morning. Of course she has instructions to call me as soon as she gets safely to the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo with the car keys in one hand and the DL in the other ... oh... she just called and said that she got there okay. One trip down... 20,000+ to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/k16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/k16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-114070173575504482?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/114070173575504482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=114070173575504482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114070173575504482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/114070173575504482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/02/sweet-sixteen.html' title='Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113780360444557498</id><published>2006-01-20T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:15:26.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Praise of Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/butter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Butter makes me happy. So simple, so plain... yet it gives so much joy. Is there anything butter can't do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side note: If you stare long enough at the slice of bread in the photo you can make out the face of frosty the snowman (or the Kool-Aid Man... not sure which).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113780360444557498?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113780360444557498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113780360444557498' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113780360444557498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113780360444557498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-praise-of-butter.html' title='In Praise of Butter'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113768581474305629</id><published>2006-01-19T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T07:50:14.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back, Baby!</title><content type='html'>I know , I know! Too long between posts. Here are my top excuses for not posting in such a long time. Feel free to add your own as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The sun was in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2. My dog ate my blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. I didn't know it was against the law.&lt;br /&gt;4. All the other kids weren't doing their posts.&lt;br /&gt;5. I tripped and fell.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have post-partum depression.&lt;br /&gt;7. I got lost on the way to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;8. I have been held captive by Al-Qaeda.&lt;br /&gt;9. It's that time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;10. Stranded in the Alabama Blizzard of 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113768581474305629?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113768581474305629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113768581474305629' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113768581474305629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113768581474305629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back-baby.html' title='I&apos;m Back, Baby!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113623162995741644</id><published>2006-01-02T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:06:42.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/timgoats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/timgoats.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas with my Mom and 3 brothers always comes the week after. So we exchanged gifts Dec. 31st at my brother Tim's house out in the country.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(that's him in the photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be experiencing a redneck Christmas if it is possible to have fresh goat meat on the holiday menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW- No goats were harmed in the posting of this blog. ... and .... No glue guns or glue sticks were given as gifts this year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(socks, DVD, and some money... thanks, Mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113623162995741644?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113623162995741644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113623162995741644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113623162995741644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113623162995741644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2006/01/redneck-christmas.html' title='Redneck Christmas'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113601461698797472</id><published>2005-12-30T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:36:27.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason #37 Why Not to Shop at Walmart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/walmart.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/walmart.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I went to Wal-Mart today... had to... long story. Also, as fate would have it, when I walked in I had to go to the men's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch nothing with my bare hands when I go into ANY public restroom. Especially a place as public as The Wal-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went to wash my hands I noticed that in two of the three sinks there was lots and lots of hair clippings. Apparently I had just missed someone getting their ears lowered in the restroom of the local Wal-Mart. It was probably some dude trimming his own mullet before getting his family photo taken at the Wal-Mart Portrait Studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has to be just a step above a prison haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/BC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113601461698797472?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113601461698797472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113601461698797472' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113601461698797472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113601461698797472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/reason-37-why-not-to-shop-at-walmart.html' title='Reason #37 Why Not to Shop at Walmart'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113556900546144808</id><published>2005-12-25T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T19:50:05.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So This Is Christmas?</title><content type='html'>I am full of turkey right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great feeling, I could pass into a deep sleep at any moment. My two wonderful children came this afternoon and we exchanged gifts. Then we sat down to a rare event... I cooked a large meal, mostly from scratch. It took me most of yesterday to prepare so I was glad that they seemed to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No glue gun so far.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Of course I don't exchange gifts with my Mom until next weekend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing peace and quiet to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113556900546144808?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113556900546144808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113556900546144808' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113556900546144808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113556900546144808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-this-is-christmas.html' title='So This Is Christmas?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113527135614865599</id><published>2005-12-22T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T09:09:16.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog Policy</title><content type='html'>If I can't think of a good blog... then my policy is not to post at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I explain this crappy posting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113527135614865599?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113527135614865599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113527135614865599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113527135614865599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113527135614865599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-blog-policy.html' title='My Blog Policy'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113457548605009366</id><published>2005-12-14T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T07:51:26.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You shouldn't have... No really you shouldn't have</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/gluegun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/gluegun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift of christmas past. Here is the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year:  1995&lt;br /&gt;Gift received:  Hot Glue Gun&lt;br /&gt;From: Mom&lt;br /&gt;Status: Returned it... didn't tell Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year:  1996&lt;br /&gt;Gift received:  Hot Glue Gun&lt;br /&gt;From: Mom&lt;br /&gt;Status: Returned it... didn't tell Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year:  1997&lt;br /&gt;Gift received:  Hot Glue Gun&lt;br /&gt;From: Mom&lt;br /&gt;Status: Returned it... didn't tell Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year:  1998&lt;br /&gt;Gift received:  Hot Glue Gun&lt;br /&gt;From: Mom&lt;br /&gt;Status: I busted out laughing... told Mom and kept the damn thing... GEEZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every Christmas when I open my gift from her I shake it and say "Hope this isn't another hot glue gun." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;btw- I love my Mom... she laughs at the glue gun story too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113457548605009366?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113457548605009366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113457548605009366' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113457548605009366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113457548605009366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-shouldnt-have-no-really-you.html' title='You shouldn&apos;t have... No really you shouldn&apos;t have'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113441478306536247</id><published>2005-12-12T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:35:40.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare Naked Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bare%20tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/bare%20tree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is there anything more depressing than undecorating before Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Lights on... lights off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... maybe these new lights will make it through the 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favorite Christmas movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Vacation&lt;/span&gt; - "It's the holidays and we're all miserable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How the Grinch Stole Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Jim Carrey's best role&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas Story&lt;/span&gt; - "You'll shoot your eye out, kid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scrooged&lt;/span&gt; - Bill Murry is rotten and funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/ornaments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/ornaments.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113441478306536247?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113441478306536247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113441478306536247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113441478306536247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113441478306536247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/bare-naked-christmas-tree.html' title='Bare Naked Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113433793707988569</id><published>2005-12-11T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T13:52:17.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your help Clark Grizwald!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/tree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree out of closet... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on tree... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ornaments on tree... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done and done. That was four days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the little electic lights aren't working. The outlet works just fine... I plugged a lamp in there and it is a working "hot" connection. The string of bulbs just gave out. Maybe if i kick and shake the tree it will come back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I have the time to take all the ornaments off and then remove all of the dead lights ... and put all new lights back on and then ornaments back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaarrrgghhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this some kind of Chinese Christmas Light Manufacturing Mob conspiracy to drive me crazy??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass me some eggnog and the Tylenol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113433793707988569?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113433793707988569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113433793707988569' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113433793707988569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113433793707988569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-need-your-help-clark-grizwald.html' title='I need your help Clark Grizwald!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113427852853226505</id><published>2005-12-10T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:22:08.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Weird... I'm Unique</title><content type='html'>Got tagged to fess-up to 5 odd-ball, strange or weird habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1. Write lists about anything and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dry erase board in my fridge that gets a daily workout recording my upcoming grocery run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2. Watch at least one "Court" show a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving up television justice cracks me up. Judge Judy, Judge Mathis, Judge Alex, Judge Joe Brown, Peoples Court, Divorce Court... and of course Judge Larry Joe from Texas Justice. You're out of order if you aren't an at-home jury member of any of these shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3. Sleep with telephone in my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me in close contact with my Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4. Stare into the food pantry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I pass my food pantry in the kitchen I look into it and scan all the shelves hoping some great treat has magically materialized since the last time I checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5. Carry a small gray wishing stone with me everywhere I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reminder from her that she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are more... I'll start making a list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113427852853226505?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113427852853226505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113427852853226505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113427852853226505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113427852853226505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-not-weird-im-unique.html' title='I&apos;m Not Weird... I&apos;m Unique'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113396914872597926</id><published>2005-12-07T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T07:43:33.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Before Fashion Disaster</title><content type='html'>Conversation with my 15 year old daughter two minutes after we were suppose to leave for school this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelsey:&lt;/span&gt; We have to stop by Mom's before school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelsey:&lt;/span&gt; I forgot to bring my bag with my earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Can't you wear the ones that you had on yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelsey:&lt;/span&gt; No. They don't match what I have on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Can you go a day without wearing any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelsey:&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point she gives me that "sans-earrings-is-not-an-option -even-if-I-am-late-for-school-I am-still-going-to-be-fashionable" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Let's go... I'll drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelsey:&lt;/span&gt; Don't drive slow on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do almost anything to make her happy and to insure that she picks out a good nursing home for me when I'm in the "drooling-years".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(we made it with 11 minutes to spare)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113396914872597926?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113396914872597926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113396914872597926' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113396914872597926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113396914872597926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/death-before-fashion-disaster_07.html' title='Death Before Fashion Disaster'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113373215939727411</id><published>2005-12-04T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:36:02.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Drama Queen Can Beat Up Your Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/kelseydrama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/kelseydrama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fifteen year old daughter, Kelsey competed yesterday in the Alabama state drama competion and won 1st place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she goes on to the National competion in Orlando. To be honest with you I didn't even know that there was drama competion... but I guess there is for everything else so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I could not be prouder. Just glad she is using her talent for good instead of for evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to fall into the roll of the manipulative manager/father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew her when.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113373215939727411?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113373215939727411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113373215939727411' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113373215939727411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113373215939727411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-drama-queen-can-beat-up-your-drama.html' title='My Drama Queen Can Beat Up Your Drama Queen'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113328648724937585</id><published>2005-11-29T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:48:07.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck the Closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/xmascloset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/xmascloset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isn't right-around-the-corner. It's right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are about three feet of stored stuff standing between me and holiday cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a pre-lit tree back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a box of ornaments in there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Dee Williams might even be in there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113328648724937585?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113328648724937585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113328648724937585' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113328648724937585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113328648724937585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/deck-closet.html' title='Deck the Closet'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113315752275172523</id><published>2005-11-27T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:33:21.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Dixie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/tim%20on%20truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/tim%20on%20truck.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent part of this Thanksgiving holiday weekend helping my lovable redneck brother (That is Tim pictured) with his Christmas tree stand. We unloaded a tractor trailer full of fresh cut frasier fir trees and wreaths early Friday morning. The trees still had North Carolina snow on them from when they were harvested a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow in Alabama! Something is wrong! Come and get one... we don't charge extra for the snow covered trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/xmastrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/xmastrees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/snowtree.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/snowtree.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113315752275172523?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113315752275172523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113315752275172523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas-in-dixie.html' title='Christmas in Dixie'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113295959036967563</id><published>2005-11-25T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T14:59:50.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Photo Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/DSC02868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/DSC02868.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; My brother Tim has a new puppy, "Napoleon". It is a Great Pyrenees about 6 weeks old and still small enough to hold. In a couple of months it will be big enough to crush me with one paw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/DSC02864.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/DSC02864.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113295959036967563?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113295959036967563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113295959036967563' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113295959036967563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113295959036967563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/puppy-photo-friday.html' title='Puppy Photo Friday'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113272578549259257</id><published>2005-11-22T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:03:05.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix That Hiccup</title><content type='html'>If you haven't figured it out yet about my blog... I keep it simple... I keep it light. I try to bring a smile to the world, or inform the ignorant... I am a giver. So in the spirit of informing, I thought it would be a good time to pass on some cures for the common hiccup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your remedies, here are some that I have used or that I have heard of. My girlfriend Faye swears by this one and says it works 100% of the time so it goes at number one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Plug both of your ears, hold your breath and slowly sip water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat a spoonful of peanut butter (my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get upsidedown and hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get someone to really, really scare you. (hard to do, cause you're expecting it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat something really hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink lots and lots of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn to add more (we're brainstorming here, there are no bad suggestions. if it is a lame suggestion, I'll let you know) ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113272578549259257?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113272578549259257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113272578549259257' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113272578549259257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113272578549259257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/fix-that-hiccup.html' title='Fix That Hiccup'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113263999203982458</id><published>2005-11-21T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:13:12.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Survey Says!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/ffeud1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/ffeud1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/ffeud2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/ffeud2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/ffeud3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/ffeud3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/ffeud4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/ffeud4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it is your turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100 people surveyed... Name something people love about Thanksgiving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Good answers only - of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113263999203982458?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113263999203982458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113263999203982458' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113263999203982458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113263999203982458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/survey-says.html' title='&quot;Survey Says!&quot;'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113202729844530271</id><published>2005-11-14T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:22:25.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chandelier "Web-Site"</title><content type='html'>Looked up and low-and-behold I've been missing a spot in my house cleaning. My light fixture above my kitchen table resembled a chandelier in Disney's haunted mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/web%20site%20light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/web%20site%20light.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the before photo... Martha Stewart I ain't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did eventually clean off the webs and dust but there is no after photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113202729844530271?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113202729844530271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113202729844530271' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113202729844530271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113202729844530271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-chandelier-web-site.html' title='My Chandelier &quot;Web-Site&quot;'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113198473387414979</id><published>2005-11-14T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:16:23.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog on the Side</title><content type='html'>I created a new blog so I could post some of my illustrations and artwork online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://studiobart2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Studio Bart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It mostly has some older stuff on there right now but I will add newer things as time allows. Illustration below was created a couple of years ago for a campaign promoting lower air-fares for the local airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/barkley.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/barkley.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113198473387414979?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113198473387414979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113198473387414979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113198473387414979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113198473387414979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-on-side.html' title='Blog on the Side'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113172492363885241</id><published>2005-11-11T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:08:45.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAAAAA! Spilt Milk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/spillt-milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/400/spillt-milk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bought... minutes ago ... a new keyboard to replace this one that took a direct hit from a nearly finished bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a multi-tasking idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113172492363885241?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113172492363885241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113172492363885241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/waaaaa-spilt-milk.html' title='WAAAAA! Spilt Milk!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113154705598696757</id><published>2005-11-09T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T06:37:35.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodness in Every Bite</title><content type='html'>The main problem with blueberry bagels is that it's hard to tell when they start to get moldy. Nothing earth-shattering here ... just an observation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113154705598696757?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113154705598696757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113154705598696757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113154705598696757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113154705598696757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/goodness-in-every-bite.html' title='Goodness in Every Bite'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113148386256383768</id><published>2005-11-08T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:05:36.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale Now On Bart-Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/whipomatic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/whipomatic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're into retro cooking... have I got the gadget for you. "Like New" never been used Popeil's Whip-o-matic. Been sitting in my grandmother's house in the box for thirty years just waiting for someone to whip up some meringue, pancakes or a lovely souffle. What's it worth? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bart%20n%20whip.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/bart%20n%20whip.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't afford &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/top%20of%20whip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/top%20of%20whip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI... It comes with "Super Speed Planetary Action"... so it has that going for it.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113148386256383768?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113148386256383768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113148386256383768' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113148386256383768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113148386256383768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-sale-now-on-bart-bay.html' title='For Sale Now On Bart-Bay'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113148241679541665</id><published>2005-11-08T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:40:16.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy Dee has a great new job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/bdw-bnb-tv.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/bdw-bnb-tv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in the BDW suite &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(see previous post)&lt;/span&gt; comes with certain responsibilities. One of which is the monitoring of the media for Bill Dee sightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wasn't disappointed last night when I caught an infomercial of Billy Dee hawking a Bevis and Butthead DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same actor who has portrayed Gale Sayers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Brian's Song)&lt;/span&gt;, Lando Calrissian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Star Wars-The Empire Strikes Back)&lt;/span&gt; and Secret Agent Zero &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Secret Agent OO Soul) &lt;/span&gt;has shown his flexability once again by bantering on screen with the zany cartoon characters, Bevis &amp;amp; Butthead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! He puts the "talent" in "Multi-talented"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113148241679541665?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113148241679541665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113148241679541665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113148241679541665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113148241679541665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/billy-dee-has-great-new-job.html' title='Billy Dee has a great new job!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113103218611963545</id><published>2005-11-03T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T07:36:26.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog wasn't built in a day.</title><content type='html'>This blog is built on shifting sand  (not rock-n-roll as some might suspect) So the title kind of changes and probably will untill I settle on something I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some rejected Blog titles:&lt;br /&gt;• Bart's VooDoo Lounge&lt;br /&gt;• What Are You Starin' At?&lt;br /&gt;• My "A" Game&lt;br /&gt;• Bart's Virtual Funhouse&lt;br /&gt;• Love Me, Love my Blog&lt;br /&gt;• Bart's 15 Minute Time Killer&lt;br /&gt;• Look What I Can Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113103218611963545?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113103218611963545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113103218611963545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113103218611963545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113103218611963545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-wasnt-built-in-day.html' title='Blog wasn&apos;t built in a day.'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-113055454153066342</id><published>2005-10-28T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:00:08.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the BDW Suite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/BillyDee02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/BillyDee02.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was brought to my attention from a reliable source that I am living in an apartment once occupied for a couple of months by Billy Dee Williams. BDW was filming a movie in Huntsville last year and needed a place to kick back away from the throngs of groupies, stalkers, hangers-on and suck-ups... so he chilled where I now also chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no visible signs that there was once Hollywood greatness within these walls... but if you are very quiet late at night you can almost hear the Colt 45 jingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/colt45.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/colt45.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tours are available &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mon. - Fri. 10:00am - 5:00pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday 10:00 am - 4:00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Closed Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-113055454153066342?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/113055454153066342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=113055454153066342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113055454153066342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/113055454153066342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-in-bdw-suite.html' title='Life in the BDW Suite'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112970177704179189</id><published>2005-10-18T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T23:02:57.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorite Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/carolla_m5_robot080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/200/carolla_m5_robot080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A surprise show (to me) with lots of laughs... The Adam Corolla Project on The Learning Channel (Tuesday nights at 9:00) very funny I give it two thumbs up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For whatever that's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112970177704179189?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112970177704179189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112970177704179189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112970177704179189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112970177704179189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-favorite-show.html' title='New Favorite Show'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112970104471875948</id><published>2005-10-18T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:50:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More NASCAR... less Poker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/poker-club-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/200/poker-club-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok... this has been bugging me for a while... Poker is not a sport! Why the h#@* is poker playing on ESPN? Am I taking crazy pills? It is not a sport! come on.. if you are sitting down and sipping on booze, then it is not a sport. Come on... back me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112970104471875948?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112970104471875948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112970104471875948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112970104471875948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112970104471875948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-nascar-less-poker.html' title='More NASCAR... less Poker!'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112967452751768788</id><published>2005-10-18T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T15:33:07.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not enough hours in the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/stack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/stack.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I have been berated for not having posted in a while. As you can see by the representative photo I have work related obligations that take priority over foolishness like this. stacks of work not unlike this one... all labled "Rush", "ASAP" and  "Need Yesterday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me the Price is Right is about to start without me. "Bob. is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; imitation leather on that recliner?"... "$225"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112967452751768788?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112967452751768788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112967452751768788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112967452751768788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112967452751768788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-enough-hours-in-day.html' title='Not enough hours in the day'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112877852197484590</id><published>2005-10-08T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T06:35:21.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sums It Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/dog%20blog%20cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/dog%20blog%20cartoon.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112877852197484590?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112877852197484590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112877852197484590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112877852197484590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112877852197484590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-sums-it-up.html' title='This Sums It Up'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112877836505394977</id><published>2005-10-08T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T07:00:29.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campaign for Quarters</title><content type='html'>Lately I have had a need for quarters and they have completely evaporated in the two stashes that I have for change. I have a car stash ... and a jar in the house. No quarters left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been buying quite a few newspapers lately (for the sports section) and those machines only take quarters... and I have filled my tires with air and those machines only take quarters... and I have vacuumed my car with those car wash vacuums and those machines only take quarters. If you're like me these days you use your debit card for everything and you just don't get change anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my campaign is this... I am going to panhandle on street corners for quarters (no dimes, nickles or pennies... those are all apparently useless) and my problems will be solved. That will be me with the cardboard sign "Quarters Only". I am a simple man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112877836505394977?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112877836505394977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112877836505394977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112877836505394977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112877836505394977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/campaign-for-quarters.html' title='Campaign for Quarters'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112839395314170420</id><published>2005-10-03T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:45:53.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the World is Alex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/students-lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/students-lr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/alex%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/alex%3F.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Mickey was at last weeks Auburn - South Carolina football game taking photos for a new panoramic image that he will produce, frame and sell. I help him with the PhotoShop work and I was looking over the photos and I think I found my freshman son, Alex in the student section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to know that he is right where he is suppose to be... cheering on the second best team in the great state of Alabama. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(he looks healthy and happy don't you think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112839395314170420?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112839395314170420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112839395314170420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112839395314170420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112839395314170420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/where-in-world-is-alex.html' title='Where in the World is Alex?'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112826896789618100</id><published>2005-10-02T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:07:49.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger That</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't you think they should teach the phonetic alphabet to kids in school? It comes in handy... so I am posting it here for your convenience. Study it... and before long it will be as easy as alpha bravo charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Phonetic Alphabet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; .......... ALPHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; .......... BRAVO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; .......... CHARLIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; .......... DELTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; .......... ECHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; .......... FOXTROT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; .......... GOLF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; ..........HOTEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; ..........  INDIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; .......... JULIET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; .......... KILO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; .......... LIMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; ..........MIKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; .......... NOVEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; .......... OSCAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; .......... PAPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt; ..........QUEBEC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; .......... ROMEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; .......... SIERRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; .......... TANGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; .......... UNIFORM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; .......... VICTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; ..........WHISKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; .......... X-RAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; .......... YANKEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt; .......... ZULU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112826896789618100?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112826896789618100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112826896789618100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112826896789618100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112826896789618100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/10/roger-that.html' title='Roger That'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112810996480043344</id><published>2005-09-30T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T12:56:52.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonus Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/DSC027231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/DSC027231.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend, Faye bought me some ham last week from Star Market. They wrap the ham and add a piece of candy. Isn't that nice? They also put a pineapple slice and a cherry on top too. Meat accessories make me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112810996480043344?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112810996480043344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112810996480043344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112810996480043344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112810996480043344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/09/bonus-candy.html' title='Bonus Candy'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112805591139710149</id><published>2005-09-29T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T08:47:56.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to be More Like Dave... or... WWDD</title><content type='html'>Doesn't happen as often anymore. As a creative type I guess it should happen at least three or four times a day. Inspiration.... it should happen at least three or four times a day, right? For a creative guy... that's how I make my living... it is what makes me different from the chimps, right? I watch Animal Planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. My friend Dave and his blog have inspired me so I am here getting my blog geek on. Check him out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidhphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.davidhphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is good and getting better. He'll be on Kimmel or Conan before long. Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks, Dave! I needed some inpiration today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112805591139710149?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112805591139710149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112805591139710149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112805591139710149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112805591139710149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/09/trying-to-be-more-like-dave-or-wwdd.html' title='Trying to be More Like Dave... or... WWDD'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112796212085237186</id><published>2005-09-28T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:10:10.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World's Most Complete List of Nicknames</title><content type='html'>I am going to start compiling the world's most complete listing of nicknames. Of course I will need help... so feel free to toss some my way. Cool nicknames, funny nicknames, strange and unusual nicknames... I want them all. Hit me, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Rock, Red, Bub, Freckles, Lefty, Foureyes, Squirt, Tiny, The Closer, Automatic, Tipper, The Gipper, Old Blue Eyes, T-Bone, Hammer, Chicky Baby, Punkin', Cap'n, Poser, Smoochy, The Bear, Tooty, The Big Unit, Princess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112796212085237186?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112796212085237186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112796212085237186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112796212085237186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112796212085237186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/09/worlds-most-complete-list-of-nicknames_28.html' title='The World&apos;s Most Complete List of Nicknames'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112787974783720235</id><published>2005-09-27T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T08:46:49.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funniest New TV Commercial</title><content type='html'>The new Cheese Nips TV commercial  is by far the funniest spot on right now.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey... I just had my gall bladder removed..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for it... love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sidesalad.net/archives/002491.html"&gt;http://sidesalad.net/archives/002491.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also those Burger King football spots are funny too.&lt;br /&gt;Love that King in the end zone victory shuffle.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112787974783720235?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112787974783720235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112787974783720235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112787974783720235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112787974783720235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/09/funniest-new-tv-commercial.html' title='Funniest New TV Commercial'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204754.post-112787129773225694</id><published>2005-09-27T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T16:21:39.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note To My Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/1600/barts%20fun%20pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1701/1653/320/barts%20fun%20pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your patience and support. I am always just a breath away from throwing up my hands, getting in my car, driving to a beach and becoming a full-time pool boy for some resort hotel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17204754-112787129773225694?l=studiobart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/feeds/112787129773225694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17204754&amp;postID=112787129773225694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112787129773225694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17204754/posts/default/112787129773225694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiobart.blogspot.com/2005/09/note-to-my-friends.html' title='A Note To My Friends'/><author><name>Bart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1x-OhtU9SWs/SIeFIsxiiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q29pvZLv_G4/S220/secondson-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
