<?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-10376946</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:00:40.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abe Speaks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-117574023049399890</id><published>2007-04-04T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:30:30.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM DONE HERE</title><content type='html'>If you didn't notice by the lack of post.  I am done here at this blog.  I will be posting on our family blog for now on.   &lt;a href="http://www.clanbroberg.blogspot.com"&gt;www.clanbroberg.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want pictures of Hannah Elizabeth Broberg to our family blog &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clanbroberg.blogspot.com"&gt;NOW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-117574023049399890?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/117574023049399890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=117574023049399890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/117574023049399890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/117574023049399890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-done-here.html' title='I AM DONE HERE'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-115246115913869970</id><published>2006-07-09T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T09:05:59.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonk  = Staples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/151_5126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/151_5126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess, I and the boys went over to one of our youth leaders house a couple weeks ago. We hung out and ate dinner and had desert with them. It was a lot of fun spending time getting to know some of those who will be instrumental in our ministry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the evening Jacob was getting a little tired and was sitting on this ottoman thing and he was acting goofy and kept fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I said, " hey stop acting goofy your are going to fall off and hit your head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough flop, bonk and the screaming started. So I picked him up. No big deal he has hit his head a gazillion times. It is by far the toughest spot on his body. The next thing I know is Jess is screaming something about gushing blood. I look and I am turning red quickly. So my first reaction is to run in the kitchen as to make sure that we don't get blood on the carpet. We apply some pressure and go to the bathroom to check it out. Yep, sure enough he gonna need stiches. ( I left out about 12 pages of Jess yell and moaning about her little boy and all the high pitched panicing she was doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/151_5128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/151_5128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we take him to the hospital and he gets four staples to the head.  He was great in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept saying, " when is the nursey come and give me special medicine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/151_5125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/151_5125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was pretty sweet to his mommy on the ride to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was saying, "It's ok mommy. I all better now.  I all better mommy.  Yeah, it's better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept wondering who was consoling who on the ride to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the next week each time that we passed someone Jacob would ask them if they would like to see his staples. So here I am in the middle of walmart while blue haired old ladies have his head pinned to the car checking out his injury. He was reeling in the candy out of grandmas purses through out the isle of walmart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-115246115913869970?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115246115913869970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=115246115913869970' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/115246115913869970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/115246115913869970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/bonk-staples.html' title='Bonk  = Staples'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-115082985057737104</id><published>2006-06-20T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T11:57:30.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From 4-wheelers to Tractors</title><content type='html'>Yeah you heard right. I moved. Yep, I have made the transition from four wheeler to tractors. Now in stead of sitting at four way stops watching four wheelers going by I watch as tractors pass by as if it were normal to jump on your John Deer or Case tractor and run to Walmart Supercenter for a dozen eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sure your mind is full of flat, barren grid work of farmland that would resemble the Iowa or Nebraska. Well it looks nothing like that. Sparta area is full of rolling farmland broken up with thick hardwoods. My parents live just outside of town. They are two houses from the city limits. Now when I say city limits I am not talking about Hibbing. There the city limits were huge. From my understanding it is the largest town per square mile in MN. Here are a couple pictures of Sparta. This is what I see when I look out my parents window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/150_5082.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/150_5082.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/150_5081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/150_5081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.  Coming soon....jacob recieves four staples to the head and I have pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-115082985057737104?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115082985057737104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=115082985057737104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/115082985057737104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/115082985057737104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-4-wheelers-to-tractors.html' title='From 4-wheelers to Tractors'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-115075174395534663</id><published>2006-06-19T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:15:43.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/New-Life-Assembly-gif.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/400/New-Life-Assembly-gif.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well we made it. Here is a picture of New Life Assembly of God. This is a picture from the parking lot. the front faces the highway. Just on the otherside of the tall pines. The move went well. Luke O. was a huge help to us.&lt;br /&gt;We have been in Sparta for about three weeks now. Things are starting to feel a little normal. I still fill as though I am visiting my family for vacation. Maybe that is because I am living with my parents. THey have been great! They travel to church every weekend so they are hardly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been looking at house for the past month. Last week we put a agreement on a house and we are still working out the conditions as week speak. We should know if we have an accepted offer in a couple weeks at the latest I hope. Then of course there is still the all the inspections, financing and contingencies to work through before we close. It is very hard to keep you heart out of the process. Your home is really just an extension of your heart, so it is hard not to fall in love with a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/150_5075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/150_5075.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a pic of Jacob and I in our butt stinking huge uhaul.  The way that I got the truck was very amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to some backwooods auto garage in Mt. Iron to pick up my reserved truck.  Well some 70 year old guy new nothing about our reservation.  The 26 foot truck was out in the parking lot.  He tried to log on to Uhaul to check to see if he had any new reservations but he had never used the computer before.  So after he spent about 20 minutes on the phone with his boss (young guy who uses the computer)  he asked me  if  I could come back in a  couple hours.  I told him NO I am MOVING and am going to leave with that 26foot uhaul in about 30minutes.  So he said you try and see if you can log on to the computer.  So  I logged on, and when through the process of registering myself. Runing my own creditcard and printed out all the necessary paper work.  I signed a copy and left it on the desk. I grabbed the key and told the old iron ranger who was now under a vehicle smoking a cigarette that I was going to take the truck now.  He mumbled a few cuss words and ended with becareful.   I asked him how much he gets paid an hour he said $19 an hour I said Make the check for $19 to Aaron Broberg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a great expierence to have as I prepared to move away from the Iron Range.  I have been missing all of my friends in Hibbing alot lately.  It is strange to be so closely knit with some many people and then be completely seperated from in a day.  Weird.  Hibbing was a great place to live and ministry.  I will always have a soft spot for Hibbing.  It was and is a great place to be a pastor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-115075174395534663?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115075174395534663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=115075174395534663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/115075174395534663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/115075174395534663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-moved.html' title='We moved'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113589364352492907</id><published>2005-12-29T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T14:00:43.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wifes Blog</title><content type='html'>Hey if you are interested in seeing a video of Levi and you have not visited my wifes blog &lt;a href="http://clanbroberg.blogspot.com/2005/12/levis-first-hour.html"&gt;CLICK HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch a video and check out what is up with our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113589364352492907?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113589364352492907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113589364352492907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113589364352492907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113589364352492907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-wifes-blog.html' title='My wifes Blog'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113574669120358584</id><published>2005-12-27T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T21:11:31.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow Another Kid</title><content type='html'>Today was the day. Levi Mark James Broberg was born at 7:50am on Tuesday, December 27th. A pretty great day as I look back on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw things today that I should never see again. First off C-sections are brutal. I always had this idea that doctors were neat and clean and orderly. But what I witnessed today destroyed that idea. Not that our doctor was poor or unskill to the contrary I think she is very skilled. To sit and the foot of the bed and see what actually goes on during a C-Section will make your head spin. It gave me a greater appreciation for how God has given our body the ability to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I am watching my wife being sew up with something that looks like it was used to create Frankenstien, and 4 hours later she is eating a McFlurry hanging out with a bunch of people. AMAZING. Even more unbelieveable is that in 3-6 weeks she will be moving around nurturing the boys she brought into the world. God was right we are fearfully and wonderfully made. I will leave you with a picture of me and my new born son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/144_4443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113574669120358584?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113574669120358584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113574669120358584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113574669120358584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113574669120358584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow-another-kid.html' title='Wow Another Kid'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113568147483707277</id><published>2005-12-27T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T03:04:34.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Hospital</title><content type='html'>Jessica and I are going into the hospital this morning for her C-section.  Next time you hear from us it will be with new about the baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113568147483707277?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113568147483707277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113568147483707277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113568147483707277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113568147483707277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/into-hospital.html' title='Into the Hospital'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113555926634776739</id><published>2005-12-25T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:16:27.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/The%20door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/The%20door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christmas Day so I thought I would give everyone a brief overview of what has gone on. Yesterday we broke all traditions and opened a few gifts in the morning. I of course blamed this on Jacob's desire for presents but really it was just me wanting to see him open some stuff. So we spent the morning enjoying a few presents and homemade cinnamon rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that evening we went to Christmas Eve service and then off to the Williamson's house for snacks and a few presents. It was great to go over to their house. Sue had a spread of food that was to die for. It was really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 10px" src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/3326/willykids8rp.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;The Williamson's all got Christmas Eve PJ's. I got a picture of them next to the tree.  From left to right it's Sydney, Jessica, Brittany, and Broc in the back. &lt;br /&gt;It was very nice to spend time with teh Williamson's over Christmas.  It was a great Christmas present to be able to be with a family that treats you just like family even when you are not their family.  We had a great Christmas eve with the Williamsons.  Speaking of presents I did get a  a shop vac, Garage logic Cd, Sweet coffee grinder, and lots of other Caribou paraphenalia. Over all it was a great Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow we are going to transition from mellow relaxed Christmas house to "lets get ready for baby house" . Bring on another kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW if you need a Christmas laugh check out these two goof balls &lt;a href="http://hoopsandyoyo.com"&gt;YoYo &amp;amp; Hoops.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113555926634776739?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113555926634776739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113555926634776739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113555926634776739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113555926634776739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113447517217730545</id><published>2005-12-12T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T04:02:30.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you know you live in Hibbing?</title><content type='html'>If this happen to you on a daily basis then you live near or in Hibbing, MN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you approach a four way stop and you notice a car that has stopped at the four way stop to the right or left of you. Now you are about three blocks away, you expect the car to move through the intersection and you will precede with a yield instead of a full stop because that is what NORMALLY happens. Not in Hibbing. You will continue to pull up to the four way stop still waiting for the other car to cross. You come to a FULL stop...Wait...glare...and finally the person then WAVES YOU THROUGH the stop sign. WHAT! You have been sitting here  for a full 5 minutes now! Why don't you go! Those are the things that go through my head. Truly my favorite thing about this Hib-like driving is when you are behind someone and they stop wait 30 minutes for another car to come and then wave them through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first moved here I was about to go crazy. I actually almost killed 30 or 40 elderly people to are the founders of this Hib-like four way stop policy. But now I find myself stopping and waving people through. It is like a battle to see who can be more polite at the four way stops. So if you wondering if you are in Hibbing all you have to do is ask yourself, "have I been waved through a four way stop lately" if the answer is yes then your in Hib-town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113447517217730545?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113447517217730545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113447517217730545' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113447517217730545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113447517217730545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-do-you-know-you-live-in-hibbing.html' title='How do you know you live in Hibbing?'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113416444812240096</id><published>2005-12-09T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:40:48.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pray Dad"</title><content type='html'>The other night Jacob woke up crying. It happens every now and then. So I picked him up and talked to him for a little bit and put him back into the bed. As I was ready to leave the room Jacob says, "Pray Dad". So we took a second to pray. Most of his prayers consist of saying Dear Jesus and thanking him for various things...Frosty...Bear....Amarah...Cho Cho...Mom, Dad and Jacob. It always ends with a resounding AMEN! My kid is getting old. Soon their will be another on the way...Dec. 27th to be exact. Wow am I getting old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113416444812240096?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113416444812240096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113416444812240096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113416444812240096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113416444812240096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/pray-dad.html' title='&quot;Pray Dad&quot;'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113374624314973660</id><published>2005-12-04T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:30:43.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Christmas</title><content type='html'>Jim Dietrich tells me that him and Linda want to come over tonight to drop something off. That worked perfect for our schedule so we told them to plan on staying for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Linda come in and says that we have to sit on in the living room until Jim comes in. By now we realize that they are up to something beyond just dropping off a nice Christmas gift. Jim hauls in a bunch of stuff while Linda is keeping us preoccupied in the living room. He comes and sits down and hands me a card and says that he got together with a bunch of guys to get me an early Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my SUPRISE it is a ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/8560/14343484ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/5687/present0rj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to click on the present to see what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who pitched in on the present I appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113374624314973660?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113374624314973660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113374624314973660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113374624314973660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113374624314973660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/early-christmas.html' title='An Early Christmas'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113362532756771468</id><published>2005-12-03T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T07:55:27.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snow Shovel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/1600/143_4322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/200/143_4322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who likes to shovel snow? December it isn't too bad, but come March it really starts to get old. I was shoveling snow yesterday to make way for the party last night. As usual my trusty side kick was right there with me shoveling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing about this pictures is that my son reminds me of &lt;a href="http://users.htcomp.net/weis/ican"&gt;Ralphy's brother&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emerchandise.com/images/p/ACS/pdAFACS0002.jpg"&gt;The Christmas Story. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I am sure if he fell down there was no way he was going to get up.  It was about 10 degrees yesterday and he kep saying, " &lt;em&gt;haut dad haut".  &lt;/em&gt;I am sure he was hot even though it was so cold. He was bundled up like the &lt;a href="http://image03.webshots.com/3/5/61/12/7756112HYNzmQZdRK_ph.jpg"&gt;abominal snowman&lt;/a&gt;.  As you can see he is in training for his teen years of shoveling the driveway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bwt - this is three post in a row.  I personal record for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113362532756771468?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113362532756771468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113362532756771468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113362532756771468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113362532756771468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/snow-shovel.html' title='The Snow Shovel'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113353644634632714</id><published>2005-12-02T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:14:06.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of a "Party" Weekend</title><content type='html'>Today is the beginning of a Party weekend. This evening Jessica and I have invited all the Youth Pastors and spouses over for a Christmas Party.  Jess and I are the "OLD" people in the section so we have decided to take some initiave and get our section rolling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow we are going over to the Williamson's place for our staff and board Christmas Party.  Then there is Sunday of course.  You have church and sunday school.  I get to do BGMC and a video discussion for the adults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to cut another tree. YES we have two!  Also I am planning on making some garland.  I am a little bit of a Christmas FREAK.  Here are a couple childhood facts that support the former sentance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always put cookies and milk out for santa through out my highschool years.  I would lay in our living room with chirstmas music and just stare at the tree.  I wanted to get all the "Christmas" in because i knew it only lasted for a month.  This may seem normal to some of you but for a freshman in highschool probably a little wierd.  When I was toddler I made a baby Jesus out of dough with a cherrio for a crown.  I still have it to this day, even though it is all dried and broken.  i definately have Christmas issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113353644634632714?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113353644634632714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113353644634632714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113353644634632714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113353644634632714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/beginning-of-party-weekend.html' title='The Beginning of a &quot;Party&quot; Weekend'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-113348630942583471</id><published>2005-12-01T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:18:29.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-2/256698/AbeSpeaks/cuttingchristmastree.wmv"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5115/737/320/Christmas%20Tree%20cutting_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we drive out to Brandon Christmas Tree Farm to cut down our Christmas tree. It is about thirty minutes outside of town. I can never remember to directions and usually make one or two wrong turns on our way. This year Grandma and Grandpa Lubenau went along for the family trip. Here is a bit of video of our Christmas tree cutting this year.  To watch the Movie click the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-113348630942583471?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113348630942583471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=113348630942583471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113348630942583471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/113348630942583471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/tree.html' title='The Tree'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112861800405205363</id><published>2005-10-06T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:01:26.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Harvest</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted much it the last couple months. With football, children's Ministry and Youth Group my posting habits have been compromised. So I will have to step it up once winter sets in. Speaking of winter it is a beautiful fall day out my window. I am looking at a nice red maple tree with small white flakes blowing by. It is our first snow fall of the year today. It is time to start cleaning up the garage and finishing up any yard and garden projects before the frost set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the garden I collected the final harvest yesterday before the snow decided to fall. All I can say is Peppers Peppers Peppers. I think I picked over 80 nice peppers this year. I am sick of tomatoes (if that is possible) I have given so many away and they just keep coming and coming. Next year I am going to make Salsa. Here are a few pictures of the final harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/7927/pepperswide9sp.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kept pick peppers after peppers.  I think there were four bags of peppers.  I guess it is time for some Fajitas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112861800405205363?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112861800405205363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112861800405205363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112861800405205363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112861800405205363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/10/final-harvest.html' title='The Final Harvest'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112700902181844903</id><published>2005-09-17T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:06:09.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you Mom</title><content type='html'>This post is specifically for my mother who is living in Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan. Mom, here are a few pictures of my parenials that you were asking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img302.imageshack.us/img302/8115/hydrendia056ce.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img302.imageshack.us/img302/203/hydrendia13mg.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hydrendia didn't miss a beat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/8751/aster27kl.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the rabbits would stop eating that perenials I gave you they would eventually look like this. But by the time they bloom you will be in Kyrgyzstan. I bet they are blooming as we speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/7279/pinklarge5ho.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/4015/pinksmall7li.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not sure what this is maybe Aster? Rachel gave me a little clump a couple years ago. Now it is huge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parenial garden and veggie garden looks great this year. I will post some harvest pictures in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112700902181844903?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112700902181844903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112700902181844903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112700902181844903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112700902181844903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-you-mom.html' title='For you Mom'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112696663760323870</id><published>2005-09-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T07:17:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple pics</title><content type='html'>Even though Jess and I have been back from our vacation for awhile.  I want to post a couple of pictures that I took in Michigan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/459/rooftops3qy.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the rooftops of Mackinaw Island.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/3716/13737251im.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mackinaw Island Bay. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all our trip was a blast.  We really enjoyed getting away and driving through the UP.  The northren part of Lower MI was great.  I am ready for another vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112696663760323870?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112696663760323870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112696663760323870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112696663760323870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112696663760323870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/09/couple-pics.html' title='A couple pics'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112472775287734065</id><published>2005-08-22T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T14:05:30.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Lake Superior, MI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We are on vacation. Here is a quick video of how ugly our drive was through Upper Penisula of Michigan. I snuck off to a internet cafe to upload this video while Jessica was snooping through all sorts of shops. Tommorow Mackinaw Island.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object id="WinMedia" type="video/x-ms-wmv" height="250" width="280"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="http://host.picturewizard.com/2005-2/256698/AbeSpeaks/AuTrain2.wmv"name="FileName" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--CHANGE THE ABOVE STRING TO THE URL WHERE YOUR VIDEO IS LOCATED --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="0" name="AutoStart" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!—- 0=NO AUTOSTART, 1=AUTOSTART --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="1" name="ShowControls" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!—- 0=NO CONTROLS, 1=CONTROLS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;To watch video click play button. If video does not play. You may need to download windows media player below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=”http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowsmedia/download/default.asp?displang=en” TARGET = "_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows Media Player Download Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112472775287734065?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112472775287734065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112472775287734065' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112472775287734065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112472775287734065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-lake-superior-mi.html' title='From Lake Superior, MI'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112411154298180893</id><published>2005-08-15T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T06:12:37.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Stuff</title><content type='html'>Here is a little recap of some things that went on in the last month.  Every summer the staff of First Assembly of God gets together for a day away out at Dewey Lake.  Here are some pictures of our adventure there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.imageshack.us/img78/9504/13434374yl.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look at the Helstrom cabin from the lake. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.imageshack.us/img78/233/13434299wt.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren and Jacob hanging out at the cabin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.imageshack.us/img78/5392/13434488uh.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Sue just before they crashed the tube.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.imageshack.us/img78/7500/13434538tf.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The survivors of the crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112411154298180893?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112411154298180893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112411154298180893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112411154298180893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112411154298180893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/08/old-stuff.html' title='Old Stuff'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112411013636949425</id><published>2005-08-15T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T05:48:56.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summers Over</title><content type='html'>Summer is now over for me.  As you can see my last post was one month ago.  Middle of July to the first part of summer is the busy part of summer for me.  Today is the first day of football practice.  Which is why summer is over.  It is impossible to play football in summer it is definately a fall sport.  So today Aug 15 summer is offical closed and fall has begun.  Hopefully I will post some pictures of The Hibbing Blue Jackets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112411013636949425?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112411013636949425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112411013636949425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112411013636949425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112411013636949425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/08/summers-over.html' title='Summers Over'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112147912969597396</id><published>2005-07-15T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T18:58:49.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's different when your a Dad.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I actually have no plans.  Which is rare for me.  Their just always seems to be something going on. Well tonight there was NADA.  So I thought I would call a couple people and see if I could find something to do. I didn't work out.  So I decided to mow the lawn and just hang out with Jacob.  Well we got into a gun fight.  I think he ended up winning.  That leads me to the title.  The difference is I am more than happy to play guns with a two year old than to have "plans".  Here are the pics of the battle.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img315.imageshack.us/img315/3322/gun16et.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img315.imageshack.us/img315/3312/13434597kb.jpg" width="75"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img315.imageshack.us/img315/5212/13434628cz.jpg" width="75"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img315.imageshack.us/img315/8775/13434611mt.jpg" width="75"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img315.imageshack.us/img315/5103/13434639eg.jpg" width="75"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img315.imageshack.us/img315/6968/gun21gd.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112147912969597396?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112147912969597396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112147912969597396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112147912969597396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112147912969597396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/07/lifes-different-when-your-dad.html' title='Life&apos;s different when your a Dad.'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112071146216513176</id><published>2005-07-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:44:22.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settlers</title><content type='html'>What a great way to spend a rain summer evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/7488/friends20050022ih.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/8507/friends20050040qz.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settlers is even more fun when you DOMINATE. GO white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112071146216513176?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112071146216513176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112071146216513176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112071146216513176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112071146216513176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/07/settlers.html' title='Settlers'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112071104406457138</id><published>2005-07-06T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:37:24.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipolte</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/5459/13232740st.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Al for the late night delivery.  What a great way to finish off a Wednesday Evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112071104406457138?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112071104406457138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112071104406457138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112071104406457138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112071104406457138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/07/chipolte.html' title='Chipolte'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112071047669822926</id><published>2005-07-06T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:27:56.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm...Lettuce</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/5316/july4th20050098wr.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/5654/july4th20050105bl.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best lettuce yet.  This year looks like a bumper crop of romaine lettuce.  Makes me happy.  Who says you can't grow good crops in the Iron Range.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-112071047669822926?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112071047669822926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112071047669822926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112071047669822926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112071047669822926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/07/mmmlettuce.html' title='mmm...Lettuce'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-112023730547832668</id><published>2005-07-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:01:45.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Trout Lake</title><content type='html'>This past week I spent three days on Grey Trout Lake in Ontario, Canada.  A friend of mine, Matt Hagsten invited my to go to his families cabin.  It is in the middle of no where.  It was a great trip.  Matt, Tony, Jason and I piled into my dodge dakota and made the four hour trip to the cabin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got up there we unloaded about a thousand pounds of food.  Mostly consisting of pop and chips.  We then walked through the largest cloud of mosquito's to the boat.  As fast as possible we got our stuff into the boat and shoved off to make our way to the cabin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of a small bay to the left of the Hagsten Retreat Center.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img234.imageshack.us/img234/4450/greytroutlakeoffthedock4gw.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some fishing, cliff jumping, a lot of game playing and a little sleeping. Here are a few pictures from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img234.imageshack.us/img234/6677/13232448rd.jpg " width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Train on the cliff ready to jump&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img234.imageshack.us/img234/6636/13131999ix.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt our fishing guide.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img271.imageshack.us/img271/1117/13131961la.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony displaying his first lake trout.  Kinda small Tony&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img271.imageshack.us/img271/3373/13131978gj.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, aka ("J-Fro" "TopHat" "Hair Berea" "Bug") hanging with supper.&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/10376946-112023730547832668?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/112023730547832668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=112023730547832668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112023730547832668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/112023730547832668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/07/grey-trout-lake.html' title='Grey Trout Lake'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111969978058375665</id><published>2005-06-25T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T04:43:00.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plant Save</title><content type='html'>In May the family went to WI to visit our families. While there I helped my mom and dad dig out some only landscaping rock which was half rock and half dirt.  They were putting in a cobblestone side walk.  It was hard labor, and since my mom and dad are getting older in years I helped with the physically hard part.  Well my reward was this hydrendia bush.  It is more like a tree.  My mom was pretty sure it would not make it.  Well I brought it home and re-organized my perennial garden to make some room for it.  Here it is growing beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img298.echo.cx/img298/846/13131924hn.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good save. This thing must be 15 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img298.echo.cx/img298/6929/13131901fl.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of the perennial garden from the front side of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111969978058375665?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111969978058375665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111969978058375665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111969978058375665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111969978058375665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/06/plant-save.html' title='The Plant Save'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111964015290871643</id><published>2005-06-24T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T12:09:34.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Garden</title><content type='html'>My garden has not taken alot of work this year.  Each year it gets better and better.  This year I have planted Romaine lettuce, Spinach, Cukes, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Bell pepers, Asparagus, Summer Squash, Brocolli, Onions and Rubarb and Strawberries. Here are a couple pictures of the Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.echo.cx/img95/8537/13131871md.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look across the garden. You can see the peppers closest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.echo.cx/img95/6071/13131851al.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at red onions. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.echo.cx/img95/8630/13131866ew.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A row starting with brocolli and ending with cukes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111964015290871643?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111964015290871643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111964015290871643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111964015290871643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111964015290871643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/06/garden.html' title='The Garden'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111962093480889119</id><published>2005-06-24T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T06:48:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Landscaping</title><content type='html'>Well the posting has slowed way down.  It summer on the Iron Range!  It only last for about two months here so you have to work fast to enjoy the hot sun.  Yesterday it was 96 degrees outside. Wow we only get one day year when it is that hot around here.  Here are a few pictures of a couple landscaping projects I have been working on this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.echo.cx/img150/8874/13131838ng.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little bush was planted last year along side of my small herb garden it survived the long winter and has bloomed this year with great color.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.echo.cx/img150/1499/13131840ye.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems chives and cottage cheese has become a staple in our house this summer. Chives are pretty common herb, but when they bloom I think they are quite pretty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.echo.cx/img150/489/13131785rs.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the whole herb garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111962093480889119?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111962093480889119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111962093480889119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111962093480889119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111962093480889119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-landscaping.html' title='Summer Landscaping'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111749785752211738</id><published>2005-05-30T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T17:04:17.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>Wow! See what vacation will do to your posting habits. Well now that the weather is getting nice and lawns need to be mowed and gardens planted the blog may be a little slow this summer season. I will be sure to keep cyberspace up to day for time to time this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today being Memorial Day it made me thing back to my Hawaii trip. While in Honolulu Jessica and I when to the Arizona Memorial. It is probably one of most memorable historical experiences I have had. Here are a few pictures from my visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img176.echo.cx/img176/8594/img197200142sh.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on &lt;a href="www.homeofheroes.com/"&gt;Arizona Memorial &lt;/a&gt;looking up through the ceiling to the flag which is actual attached to the Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img176.echo.cx/img176/8444/img197100132mp.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front gun turrent of the Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img176.echo.cx/img176/2276/img197900204og.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This writing is mounted at the base of the Flag pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever have the opportunity to visit the Arizona Memorial it is a great place to remember the individual who gave their lives for a free America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111749785752211738?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111749785752211738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111749785752211738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111749785752211738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111749785752211738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111590390740200516</id><published>2005-05-12T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T06:18:27.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock Up</title><content type='html'>Every Wednesday I walk through the Church after youth service to make sure it is locked up.  Yesterday Jacob and I did it together.  He helped me turn off the lights and was running around saying whoa each time the lights went out.  He thought it was great to run through the church empty and dark.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun for me to go and lock up the Church with my boy.  For some reason certain memories of my childhood are ingrained into my memory.  One of them is locking up the Church with my Dad.  I must have just been seven or eight years old, but I have distinct memories of setting the alarm system and running out before it when off.  Funny how some memories just stick with you and others just slip away.  That is one of many memories I have about Salt Lake City, Utah.  So it was fun to do the same with my son here in Hibbing.   Our system is not quite as high tech as Valley back in 1982.  We use a sliding dead lock that is manual on two side doors.  No keys necessary.  Probably what you would see in a dungeon or prison or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was fun for me to do the same thing with my son that my Dad used to do with me.  I am sure Jacob won't remember it but I definately will.   BTW just for your information.  It is May 12th and 20 degrees and snowing here this morning.  Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111590390740200516?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111590390740200516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111590390740200516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111590390740200516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111590390740200516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/05/lock-up.html' title='Lock Up'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111547196157042456</id><published>2005-05-07T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T06:19:21.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter to Sweet</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since I last posted. I guess life has been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ex 15:22-27&lt;br /&gt;22 Then Moses led Israel from the Red Sea and they went into the Desert of Shur. For three days they traveled in the desert without finding water. 23 When they came to Marah, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;they could not drink its water because it was bitter&lt;/span&gt;. (That is why the place is called Marah.) 24 So the people grumbled against Moses, saying, "What are we to drink?"&lt;br /&gt;25 Then Moses cried out to the LORD, and the LORD showed him a piece of wood. He threw it into the water, and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the water became sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There the LORD made a decree and a law for them, and there he tested them. 26 He said, "If you listen carefully to the voice of the LORD your God and do what is right in his eyes, if you pay attention to his commands and keep all his decrees, I will not bring on you any of the diseases I brought on the Egyptians, for&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I am the LORD, who heals you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27 Then they came to Elim, where there were twelve springs and seventy palm trees, and they camped there near the water.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a portion of my devos this morning.  I wonder what "stuff" in my life would go from bitter to sweet if I just applied some simple obiedence.   Isn't it easier to be satisfied with bitter water, especially when we are decieved to believe it is normal. hmmm.  What am I drinking that I think is normal, but is actually bitter.  Yuck! I better get my taste buds aligned with God's Spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111547196157042456?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111547196157042456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111547196157042456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111547196157042456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111547196157042456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/05/bitter-to-sweet.html' title='Bitter to Sweet'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111430931551295192</id><published>2005-04-23T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:51:12.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scary Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Stomething strange is going on at the McPherson house. Beware this film rated "R" for Horrific Themes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object id="WinMedia" type="video/x-ms-wmv" height="250" width="280"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="http://home.ripway.com/2005-2/256698/AbeSpeaks/AScaryDay.wmv"name="FileName" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--CHANGE THE ABOVE STRING TO THE URL WHERE YOUR VIDEO IS LOCATED --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="0" name="AutoStart" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!—- 0=NO AUTOSTART, 1=AUTOSTART --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="1" name="ShowControls" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!—- 0=NO CONTROLS, 1=CONTROLS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;To watch video click play button. If video does not play. You may need to download windows media player below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="”http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowsmedia/download/default.asp?displang=en”" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows Media Player Download Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111430931551295192?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111430931551295192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111430931551295192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111430931551295192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111430931551295192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/04/scary-day.html' title='A Scary Day'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111422975256562963</id><published>2005-04-22T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:21:29.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Photo Blog</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite blog is by someone I don't actually know. I enjoy their creativity in picture taking their skill on photoshop isn't too bad either. If you are love pictures of plants/flowers and enjoy vivid color check out &lt;a href="http://prettycoloredstuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pretty Colored Things&lt;/a&gt; it is a very enjoyable site. Here are a couple pictures I &lt;em&gt;"borrowed"&lt;/em&gt;  from the above site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.echo.cx/img255/3530/marchsaturday200520013watercol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.echo.cx/img255/3876/aprilsunday200352ha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorites. There are so many more great pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111422975256562963?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111422975256562963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111422975256562963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111422975256562963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111422975256562963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/04/great-photo-blog.html' title='A Great Photo Blog'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111383061077468153</id><published>2005-04-18T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T05:53:14.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyrgyzstan Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img233.echo.cx/img233/7532/kyrgyzstanmain2sm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyrgyzstan government is in shuffle mode. It seems that with the new government clan biased is still alive and well. New government officials are firing former employees and hiring clan/family members take their positions. Not that I blame them. Jobs are non-existent and government jobs pay well. When you are in survival situations are you going to provide for your family or someone else? The best way to get rid of corruption is to leave the old communist ways behind and create an atmosphere where all people can have an opportunity to make some a living to support your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Feliks Kulov" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v688/pastoraaron/kulov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliks Kulov, former political prisoner was release the day the protest turned revolution. He running for President hoping to unseat intern President Kurmanbek Bakiyev. The rumors running through Bishkek is that Kulov has a relationship with Jesus. If this is the case I pray that he gets the vote come June. At the moment he is mending ties with former president supporters and waiting for all corruption charges to be dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v688/pastoraaron/revolution_main.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word has it that Radical Islamic group known as Hiz has been working tirerlessly underground to bring about a Islamic mullah into power to act as caliph over Kyrgyzstan. This group boast to be three thousand strong and is hoping that the infighting brings about another peoples revolution where Islamic Radicals may have a hand in developing a government driven by hardcore Islamic principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the news/gossip from Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan. If you would like to read more about The Kyrgyzstan Revolution check out this link &lt;a href="http://www.eurasianet.org/resource/kyrgyzstan/revolution.shtml"&gt;(click here)&lt;/a&gt; it is very informative about the goings on in all central asians countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you on a lighter note.  A cartoon from my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v688/pastoraaron/rall040805.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111383061077468153?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111383061077468153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111383061077468153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111383061077468153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111383061077468153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/04/kyrgyzstan-update.html' title='Kyrgyzstan Update'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111382903683577597</id><published>2005-04-18T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T05:57:16.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>District Counsel</title><content type='html'>First morning of District Counsel and I am very excited to be in the Twin Cities so I get up early and play to take my laptop to Caribou for a nice latte.  I get in my Explorer to go to get coffee and I begin to back up and it stalls.  So I start it up again and pull forward and it stalls.  CRAP!  I thinking my altenator is all jacked up.  But I notice that my gas tank is completely empty.  So I think I must of ran out of gas.  So instead of drinking a great cup of coffee and Blogging I am sitting in the hotel drinking instant coffee watching the news and playing on my laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will wait until some other pastor wakes up so that I can get a ride to the gas station to get a gallon of gas so I can be on my way today.  Not what I really wanted to do this morning.  Man, I have a hard life...lol...I hope that it is a gas problem vs. a real problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of woes.  I am a teller at District Counsel which means I have to sit through all the business meetings.  Thanks Simerson for volunteering me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111382903683577597?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111382903683577597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111382903683577597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111382903683577597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111382903683577597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/04/district-counsel.html' title='District Counsel'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111310363212761427</id><published>2005-04-09T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:30:56.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gallery</title><content type='html'>My digital art gallery is now up and functioning properly. This makes me very happy. I have always wanted to display pictures that I have taken for all to see. Feel free to click on any picture in the gallery and it should take you to a display window with the picture and a little discription. I trust you will enjoy the images. My personal favorite to date is probably the sunset picture taken on the North Shore, Hawaii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111310363212761427?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111310363212761427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111310363212761427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111310363212761427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111310363212761427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/04/gallery.html' title='The Gallery'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111280003950835831</id><published>2005-04-06T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:07:19.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Thunderstorm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was great. Spend the evening with my son playing in the yard and watching the dark &lt;a href="http://img103.exs.cx/img103/8446/clouds6ip.jpg"&gt;clouds &lt;/a&gt;hang on the horizon. Every fifteen minutes or so we were reminded of the coming storm with cracks of rumbling thunder in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each roll of thunder Jacob would point to the sky and say waassaattt? So I picked all the toys out of the yard, I relized this would be my new job in life, and went inside to enjoy our first thunderstorm of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunderstorms are wonderful, especially in the country. They remind you of how great and powerful mother nature is, aka "God". Hibbing is especially spectacular for weather. Lots of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img103.exs.cx/img103/1928/12424706zk.jpg"&gt;snow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, beautiful &lt;a href="http://img103.exs.cx/img103/8272/northrenlights8gx.jpg"&gt;northren lights&lt;/a&gt;, great cloud structure, and awesome &lt;a href="http://img103.exs.cx/img103/4136/sunset3hv.jpg"&gt;sunsets&lt;/a&gt;. I believe God brought me to hibbing because he knows how I enjoy all of these things. Of course there are alot of other reasons but that is just one that was just for me personally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111280003950835831?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111280003950835831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111280003950835831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111280003950835831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111280003950835831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-thunderstorm.html' title='First Thunderstorm'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111210294406962467</id><published>2005-03-29T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:29:04.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Week Wrap-up</title><content type='html'>Easter has come and gone. My in-laws were up for the week. It was fun to have them around. They spent their time trying to spoil our son. I spent the earlier part of the week fixing my truck in Phil's Garage. Here are some pictures for you to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img186.exs.cx/img186/5039/engineblock4xa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I am really in love with this picture. It is the front of my engine on my Dodge Dakota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img186.exs.cx/img186/3876/philtruck0rn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil the Garage Guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img186.exs.cx/img186/5128/philtorch4xs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil trying to melt down my water pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year Phil and his handy garage has saved me over $1,500.00 !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my Easter week was filled with reading about Kyrgyzstan Coup and spending time with my family. If you want to hear about that you will have to log on to &lt;a href="http://clanbroberg.blogspot.com"&gt;Clan Broberg&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111210294406962467?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111210294406962467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111210294406962467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111210294406962467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111210294406962467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-week-wrap-up.html' title='Easter Week Wrap-up'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111185442899307136</id><published>2005-03-26T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T08:27:08.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Colapse</title><content type='html'>The new church is no more. Cornerstone Assembly of God in Austin MN just bought a theater to begin remodeling to be their new church. On Thursday the roof fell in and the whole building colapsed. You can read the news article here: &lt;a href="http://www.austindailyherald.com/articles/2005/03/25/news/news1.txt"&gt;Austin Daily Herald&lt;/a&gt; The good thing was that there was nobody in the building and they just raised the insurance value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite quote from the news article is from Cory Geotz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's never a good sign," he said, "to see a fireman standing in front of your building with an axe."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Read the news story. Cory has some good statements. The fire chief and Dave are starting to be good friends over the past year. Maybe he will get saved. I am excited to see how God turns this into a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img19.exs.cx/img19/2043/davidsnewbuilding0kc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111185442899307136?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111185442899307136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111185442899307136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111185442899307136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111185442899307136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/03/colapse.html' title='The Colapse'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-111184571205781735</id><published>2005-03-26T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T06:01:52.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyrgyzstan Revolts</title><content type='html'>Got a letter from my parents telling me that there is a revolt in Bishkek the capital city of Kyrgyzstan. The government has been over thrown and a new government is now in place. This government holds no authority. Looting has continued through out the night last night will continue tonight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.exs.cx/img145/7543/kygstick7cy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stormed government building with sticks and homemade shields.  I believe the men with the blue head bands on were a supporters of the former president trying to protect his offices.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.exs.cx/img145/9855/kygprotest2nk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rally before the taking over the main government buildings&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.exs.cx/img145/5743/kygprotest29yl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kyrgyz police standing guard at government offices.  They didn't last long against 10,000 protesters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-111184571205781735?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/111184571205781735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=111184571205781735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111184571205781735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/111184571205781735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/03/kyrgyzstan-revolts.html' title='Kyrgyzstan Revolts'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10376946.post-110662411261357374</id><published>2005-01-24T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:35:12.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my first post to my personal Blog.  I just wanted to see what the post will look like when I finalize my template so here is the first post.  It is not all that great or exciting but it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10376946-110662411261357374?l=abespeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/110662411261357374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10376946&amp;postID=110662411261357374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/110662411261357374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10376946/posts/default/110662411261357374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abespeaks.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-test.html' title='This is a Test'/><author><name>Abe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10346908332254010783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
