<?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-23131317</id><updated>2011-09-15T11:52:54.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>My blog. 
NO ONE EVER ADDS A COMMENT! What's up with that?!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-5611677912990848314</id><published>2011-09-15T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T11:52:54.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just shook the hand of the great Mario Andretti. He's a real nice guy. He&lt;br /&gt;was happy to see the number of Italians in Windsor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-5611677912990848314?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/5611677912990848314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=5611677912990848314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5611677912990848314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5611677912990848314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-just-shook-hand-of-great-mario.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-5811897112143697956</id><published>2011-09-09T21:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:28:53.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Dance like the photo's not being tagged, Love like you've never been unfriended, Tweet like nobody's following" - @bythebrooks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-5811897112143697956?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/5811897112143697956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=5811897112143697956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5811897112143697956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5811897112143697956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/09/dance-like-photos-not-being-tagged-love.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-1910133938460435231</id><published>2011-09-09T14:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:11:48.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Snowbirds flew over downtown Windsor today, in formation. Very cool. I'm&lt;br /&gt;really looking forward to the airshows this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-1910133938460435231?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/1910133938460435231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=1910133938460435231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/1910133938460435231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/1910133938460435231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/09/snowbirds-flew-over-downtown-windsor.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-7358339102775329886</id><published>2011-08-29T17:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:11:47.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sad loss. Sports radio guy @TomKowalski36. A "best friend I never met".&lt;br /&gt;Integrity, humour, respect, hard work.  RIP Killer   #TomKowalski&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-7358339102775329886?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/7358339102775329886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=7358339102775329886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7358339102775329886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7358339102775329886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/08/sad-loss.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-8097841546470451865</id><published>2011-08-26T22:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:39:08.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Discovered India Palace on Ottawa Street tonight. Why didn't anybody tell me&lt;br /&gt;this place was here? It's Good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-8097841546470451865?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/8097841546470451865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=8097841546470451865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/8097841546470451865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/8097841546470451865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/08/discovered-india-palace-on-ottawa.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-6195207736754792772</id><published>2011-08-23T18:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T18:08:06.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kayaking on River Canard with Cath &amp; Colleen. Perfect day for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-6195207736754792772?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/6195207736754792772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=6195207736754792772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/6195207736754792772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/6195207736754792772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/08/kayaking-on-river-canard-with-cath.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-8397003191200697509</id><published>2011-08-14T18:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:14:12.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>Not much to say lately. Life is good, and I just keep bumping along. Cathey's watching Brokeback Mountain. I'm trying to keep an eye on it but it's so slow. I haven't seen anything about it that's worth my time. I wonder what all the fuss is/was about. It reminds me of Out Of Africa, and others, where there's fantastic cinematography, big John Ford-type vistas, etc but no real story worth telling. It's a movie version of a coffee table book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go for a walk now. Or go find out how the Detroit Lions did in their first pre-season game. There's always something... Like I said, Life is good. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-8397003191200697509?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/8397003191200697509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=8397003191200697509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/8397003191200697509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/8397003191200697509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-8513007500849038669</id><published>2009-02-22T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:48:02.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Reading</title><content type='html'>I've done a lot of reading lately. Some of it not bad, some of it excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'not bad' was a couple of typical offerings by John Grisham and Clive Cussler. I love this stuff. I guess 'the best surprise is no surprise'. I'm always reading these authors, as well as Stephen King, P.D. James and, of course, Tom Clancey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of 'very good' books were &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9781594480003-54"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/review/2007_05_28.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, both by a guy name &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khaled_Hosseini"&gt;Khaled Hosseini&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/em&gt; was written first and has been described as "An epic tale of fathers and sons, of friendship and betrayal, that takes us from Afghanistan in the final days of the monarchy to the atrocities of the present". &lt;em&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/em&gt; came next and is "another searing epic of Afghanistan in turmoil", this time from the perspective of different generations of women. Both books are a little 'artsy' but well worth reading. Women will cry while reading these. Men will leave the room occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SaGaWk2Zw8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/cttVyhRU6Y0/s1600-h/TheShadowOfTheWind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SaGaWk2Zw8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/cttVyhRU6Y0/s320/TheShadowOfTheWind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305691548658811842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the 'excellent' book, is &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9780143034902-0"&gt;Shadows of the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carlos_Ruiz_Zaf%C3%B3n"&gt;Carlos Ruiz Zafón&lt;/a&gt;. Follow the link to read reviews, and then go get a copy of this book. It's excellent. If I had to choose only 5 books to ever read again, I'd include this one. I don't want to say anything more here that might dissuade you from reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I'm reading &lt;a href="http://www.softwareag.com/soadummies/index.html?gclid=CKa2pJ_Y8JgCFREhDQodul8P1w"&gt;SOA Adoption for Dummies&lt;/a&gt; so I can get in tune with changes to how we're doing things at work. It's really good stuff, taking IT to the next level. New processes and new philosophies = more reading.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-8513007500849038669?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/8513007500849038669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=8513007500849038669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/8513007500849038669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/8513007500849038669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2009/02/recent-reading.html' title='Recent Reading'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SaGaWk2Zw8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/cttVyhRU6Y0/s72-c/TheShadowOfTheWind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-7513338484673941515</id><published>2008-12-16T20:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:26:56.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Snow</title><content type='html'>One of the real joys of being a Canadian is that first cold morning each year when you look out and see Snow. It doesn't matter where you live in this great country... white snow, blowing snow, drifting snow, flaky snow... it's all good. As much as it means shoveling, slippery driving, uncomfortable clothing... you know it will all be worth it because Today is the day. Today is the day you've been planning for. Today you get to prove yourself over Mother Nature. Today is payoff day for all the conditioning and training you've done over the past few months. Yes, today is the day you're going to open the door, face the world, and make that noise that tells your pet that the door is open and it's okay to run straight outside without looking for dangers or distractions. Today's the day when you get to remind your critter that you are the greater in your relationship. Today is the day that your pet, who you've humbled yourself to by spending money and feeding and cleaning and brushing and walking and sometimes flossing! - is now dependent on you in a most frantic way, to get them safely back to the door, IF you choose to let them in. I'm sure everyone has their own special celebration at this moment. Mine is to look the critter in the eye and say "TOP of the food chain, HA!"... ... before heading off to refill their bowl and put down fresh water for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SUhU88RWczI/AAAAAAAAA-M/YvjJsl7KZ9Q/s1600-h/kittens+firsst+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SUhU88RWczI/AAAAAAAAA-M/YvjJsl7KZ9Q/s320/kittens+firsst+snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280563969039692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-7513338484673941515?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/7513338484673941515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=7513338484673941515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7513338484673941515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7513338484673941515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-snow.html' title='First Snow'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SUhU88RWczI/AAAAAAAAA-M/YvjJsl7KZ9Q/s72-c/kittens+firsst+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-324925898133003228</id><published>2008-08-12T16:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:19:31.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/8/8f/Toxicodendron_radicans3.jpg/800px-"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/8/8f/Toxicodendron_radicans3.jpg/800px-" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well... Cathey did a bunch of ruthless gardening last week, just before we headed off for vacation. She tore out all kinds of old growth stuff... stuff that had been there since Tecumseh &amp; Pontiac camped in our yard. This seemed like a great accomplishment, until 3 or 4 days later. ITCHY does not begin to describe the next few days. Toxicodendron radicans... &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poison_ivy"&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/a&gt;... acchh! We're now doing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prednisone"&gt;Prednisone&lt;/a&gt;, prescription-strength &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benadryl"&gt;Benadryl&lt;/a&gt; and goops of Polysporin. If you look really closely at the &lt;a href="http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/08/niagara-trip.html"&gt;pic&lt;/a&gt; from our trip, you'll see small red spots on Cathey's arm. Imagine 8,000 of them. Arrrrrggg!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-324925898133003228?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/324925898133003228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=324925898133003228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/324925898133003228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/324925898133003228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/08/poison-ivy.html' title='Poison Ivy'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-5226099975021665161</id><published>2008-08-08T18:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:34:09.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SJzNc7Paf1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/CQ9aopkuENI/s1600-h/IMG_0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SJzNc7Paf1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/CQ9aopkuENI/s320/IMG_0241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232282763920047954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off we went to Niagara Region. No reservations, no plans. It was better than staying home but it wasn't the best trip ever. The &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;saddr=Tecumseh,+ON,+Canada&amp;daddr=Wheatley,+ON+to:Iona+Station,+ON+to:St+Thomas,+ON+to:HWY-6+%4042.926810,+-80.083740+to:N+Shore+Dr+%4042.857150,+-79.519580+to:Dominion+Rd+%4042.885000,+-79.049020+to:Fort+Erie,+ON+to:Bertie+St+%4042.913070,+-78.912120+to:Niagara+Blvd%2FNiagara+Pkwy+%4042.945660,+-78.931130+to:Niagara+Pkwy+%4043.059780,+-79.030610+to:Niagara+Pkwy+%4043.126576,+-79.063692+to:Niagara+on+the+lake,+ON+to:Lakeshore+Rd+%4043.223195,+-79.187737+to:Main+St+%4043.200760,+-79.269750+to:HWY-52%2FHWY-8%2FRR-8+%4043.285822,+-80.081333+to:Coronation+Blvd+%4043.384670,+-80.337390+to:St+Jacobs,+ON+to:43.410036,-80.838089+to:Stratford,+ON+to:Tecumseh,+ON&amp;hl=en&amp;geocode=3015274968510237301,42.926810,-80.083740%3B6312572013432035306,42.857150,-79.519580%3B3965065946754483676,42.885000,-79.049020%3B5144441026002292621,42.913070,-78.912120%3B7539451103679094940,42.945660,-78.931130%3B15576317838132228931,43.059780,-79.030610%3B12614735794200419915,43.126576,-79.063692%3B6000419284574740926,43.223195,-79.187737%3B3669318758831183469,43.200760,-79.269750%3B1618150355853448019,43.285822,-80.081333%3B3013713734401490520,43.384670,-80.337390&amp;mra=dpe&amp;mrcr=6&amp;mrsp=18&amp;sz=11&amp;via=4,5,6,8,9,10,11,13,14,15,16,18&amp;sll=43.397065,-80.787964&amp;sspn=0.243973,0.4422&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=42.827639,-80.771484&amp;spn=3.9397,7.075195&amp;t=p&amp;z=7"&gt;road trip&lt;/a&gt; itself was great. The geography of Highway 3, along Lake Erie, varies a lot from place to place. Some spots look arid &amp; dusty (like Osoyoos, BC), many spots look green, lush and forested (like almost anywhere in Canada) and lots of it look like mature, rich, small-to-medium farming (like you can only see in southwestern Ontario).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SJzNmRLTRGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_oPEARGfK8U/s1600-h/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SJzNmRLTRGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_oPEARGfK8U/s320/IMG_0298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232282924427199586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One special memory was when we chanced on Holland House Restaurant in Iona Station, ON. If you're ever near &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;q=Holland+House+Iona+Station,+ON&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=42.702875,-81.419334&amp;spn=0.123375,0.2211&amp;z=12"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;, drop in. We had an excellent lunch, in the company of hundreds of old books and antiques. It's just 5 minutes off the 401, exit 157... a little dusty, but cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Niagara Region, it turns out that there's lots of beautiful places to see, but no where that really made us feel welcome. The beach at Crystal Beach is fenced &amp; gated... with Pay &amp; Display parking! The drive from &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;saddr=Bertie+St+%4042.913020,+-78.915890&amp;daddr=Niagara+Blvd%2FNiagara+Pkwy+%4042.968560,+-78.986790+to:Niagara+Pkwy+%4043.051460,+-79.023010+to:43.124542,-79.066544+to:Niagara+Pkwy+%4043.176220,+-79.058460+to:Mary+St+%4043.254580,+-79.086870+to:Lakeport+Rd+%4043.193860,+-79.257130&amp;hl=en&amp;geocode=16239805529463690090,42.913020,-78.915890%3B7511654247813417259,42.968560,-78.986790%3B2461295474013490136,43.051460,-79.023010%3B5012241170705479275,43.176220,-79.058460%3B18305839944721836164,43.254580,-79.086870%3B14535201691976325469,43.193860,-79.257130&amp;mra=dpe&amp;mrcr=0&amp;mrsp=3&amp;sz=12&amp;via=1,2,3,4,5&amp;sll=43.111009,-79.056244&amp;sspn=0.122561,0.2211&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=43.073904,-79.048004&amp;spn=0.490537,0.884399&amp;t=p&amp;z=10"&gt;Fort Erie to St Catharines&lt;/a&gt; is really nice, with lots of historical stops. We shopped for antiques, shopped in downtown Niagara on-the-Lake, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we opted for something different, and went to Stratford and St Jacobs. That was cool, but after seeing &lt;a href="http://www.stratfordfestival.ca/plays/musicman.cfm"&gt;Music Man&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.stratfordfestival.ca/plays/loves.cfm"&gt;Love's Labour's Lost&lt;/a&gt; we just booked it for home. It's GOOD here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-5226099975021665161?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/5226099975021665161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=5226099975021665161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5226099975021665161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5226099975021665161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/08/niagara-trip.html' title='Niagara Trip'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SJzNc7Paf1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/CQ9aopkuENI/s72-c/IMG_0241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-1295915963040182344</id><published>2008-07-29T11:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:00:59.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste a little of the Summer</title><content type='html'>It's summer time folks. Time to get out and lie on a lawn, or find a sprinkler to play with, or go get some locally-grown fruits &amp; veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SI87V04r2nI/AAAAAAAAAVI/65h7lCPRvyg/s1600-h/Janet+blueberry+picking+-+Summer+1994+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SI87V04r2nI/AAAAAAAAAVI/65h7lCPRvyg/s320/Janet+blueberry+picking+-+Summer+1994+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228462938560125554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gregbrown.org"&gt;Greg Brown&lt;/a&gt; has a song called &lt;a href="http://www.gregbrown.org/gbonent1.html#cannedg"&gt;Canned Goods&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peaches on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Potatoes in the bin&lt;br /&gt;Supper's ready, everybody come on in, now&lt;br /&gt;Taste a little of the summer,&lt;br /&gt;Taste a little of the summer,&lt;br /&gt;Taste a little of the summer,&lt;br /&gt;My grandma put it all in jars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to some hot buttered corn, myself. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.harvestcanada.com/"&gt;Harvest Canada&lt;/a&gt;. See you in the fields!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-1295915963040182344?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/1295915963040182344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=1295915963040182344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/1295915963040182344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/1295915963040182344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/07/taste-little-of-summer.html' title='Taste a little of the Summer'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/SI87V04r2nI/AAAAAAAAAVI/65h7lCPRvyg/s72-c/Janet+blueberry+picking+-+Summer+1994+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-9209476825751280890</id><published>2008-04-03T21:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:26:00.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>March Break in New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WLAhEb18I/AAAAAAAAAJA/2lghuuJkRdU/s1600-h/Staten+Island+Ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WLAhEb18I/AAAAAAAAAJA/2lghuuJkRdU/s320/Staten+Island+Ferry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185203386980227010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Newark NJ, the Holland Tunnel, Times Square, Herald Square, Macy's, Grand Central Station, the Brooklyn Bridge, Battery Park, Staten Island Ferry, Statue of Liberty, Empire State building, FOA Schwarz, World Trade Center/Ground Zero site, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Hamilton"&gt;Alexander Hamilton&lt;/a&gt;'s grave, &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/gegr/"&gt;Grant's Tomb&lt;/a&gt;, the Apollo Theater in Harlem, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dakota"&gt;The Dakota&lt;/a&gt;, Central Park, a Broadway Show (Spamalot), Greewich Village, "Little" everything, Rockefeller Plaza, United Nations, lot's o' museums, a pigeon on a statue of Teddy Roosevelt, the &lt;a href="http://www.stjohndivine.org/"&gt;Cathedral of St. John the Divine&lt;/a&gt;, and a Bull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WRHhEb1-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TIUtjijEg20/s1600-h/Janet+and+Mom+next+to+a+BULL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WRHhEb1-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TIUtjijEg20/s320/Janet+and+Mom+next+to+a+BULL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185210104309077986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw lots of skyscrapers, some cops, lots of other tourists, cabbies, food cart vendors and lots of New Yorkers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did them a favour. The guy on the tour bus said that New York was "the city that never sleeps". I showed them how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WPRREb19I/AAAAAAAAAJI/RBScHvFPJNU/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WPRREb19I/AAAAAAAAAJI/RBScHvFPJNU/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185208072789546962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-9209476825751280890?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/9209476825751280890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=9209476825751280890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/9209476825751280890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/9209476825751280890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/04/march-break-in-new-york-city.html' title='March Break in New York City'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R_WLAhEb18I/AAAAAAAAAJA/2lghuuJkRdU/s72-c/Staten+Island+Ferry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-3758721739956410341</id><published>2008-03-23T22:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:50:38.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathon Zgoralski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R-cVOKPwFYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LeJrrejqW_k/s1600-h/Handsome+Jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R-cVOKPwFYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LeJrrejqW_k/s320/Handsome+Jay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181133229325817218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay was a talented, intelligent, handsome guy. He had parents who loved him, and a lot of misfortune in his life. His passing brings terrible sadness, frustration, anger and love. Good bye Jay. We'll think of you every time we hear or sing a Beatles tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-3758721739956410341?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/3758721739956410341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=3758721739956410341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/3758721739956410341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/3758721739956410341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2008/03/jonathon-zgoralski.html' title='Jonathon Zgoralski'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R-cVOKPwFYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LeJrrejqW_k/s72-c/Handsome+Jay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-2164528780511898379</id><published>2007-11-29T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:37:30.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peggy Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R07jNOCDujI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5crGMb9LEqc/s1600-h/Peggy+Simpson+Obit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R07jNOCDujI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5crGMb9LEqc/s320/Peggy+Simpson+Obit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138294041120848434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was born August 12, 1937, in Windsor, Ontario, and passed away peacefully on November 24th, 2007 at the Vernon Jubilee Hospital, in Vernon, B.C., with her daughters at her side. She will be lovingly remembered by her children, John (Cathey), Peggy (Alan), Mark, and Mary (Martin). Her grandchildren, Spencer, Taylor, Derek, Janet, and Nichol will also miss Grandma Peg’s humour and generosity, as will her family and friends in Windsor, Ontario, Burns Lake and Vernon, B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peg was the youngest of seven children, and took delight in boasting that because of her small size as an infant, the maternity staff did not think Peg would survive. She proved them wrong, by living 70 full years, enduring life’s challenges and embracing life’s joys until the end. She was a library teacher, a mother, a Windsor city councilor, a grandmother and a friend. She loved games, jazz music, Christmas baking, CBC Comedy, reading and gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-2164528780511898379?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/2164528780511898379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=2164528780511898379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/2164528780511898379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/2164528780511898379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2007/11/peggy-simpson.html' title='Peggy Simpson'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/R07jNOCDujI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5crGMb9LEqc/s72-c/Peggy+Simpson+Obit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-7112574055056409220</id><published>2007-08-15T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T02:54:53.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada has a Desert !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RsKivGe9P7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/5ALlqA7yd7s/s1600-h/desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RsKivGe9P7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/5ALlqA7yd7s/s320/desert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098816658214830002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not dessert. A real, honest desert with sagebrush, cacti, etc.  It's very near &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?daddr=Osoyoos,+BC,+Canada&amp;geocode=&amp;saddr=Vancouver,+BC&amp;f=d&amp;hl=en&amp;sll=49.072292,-119.466362&amp;sspn=0.062301,0.154495&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=50.485474,-119.641113&amp;spn=3.872407,9.887695&amp;z=6&amp;om=0"&gt;Osoyoos, BC&lt;/a&gt;. You can learn more at the web site for the &lt;a href="http://www.desert.org"&gt;preservation society&lt;/a&gt;. I was really glad I made the long trip to see it and to learn a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-7112574055056409220?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/7112574055056409220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=7112574055056409220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7112574055056409220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7112574055056409220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2007/08/canada-has-desert.html' title='Canada has a Desert !!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RsKivGe9P7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/5ALlqA7yd7s/s72-c/desert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-7491640245386072581</id><published>2007-06-15T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T16:21:44.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RnL0P-A6Q7I/AAAAAAAAADk/LW6WuIfB950/s1600-h/frankentub+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RnL0P-A6Q7I/AAAAAAAAADk/LW6WuIfB950/s320/frankentub+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076388285182002098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped by Dave and Sharon's new place on Wednesday evening to help paint. A MOST enjoyable evening, being useful, singing along with well-chosen Cd's and enjoying a fine burger. The plumber-guys came to remove the old tub from the bathroom being renovated. It was a 1949 vintage unit that weighed 3,123,232E+ pounds. (I may be exaggerating, but it took three very sweaty guys to get it downstairs and outside). ... It was the least I could do, to observe and criticize. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was capped with a glass of scotch, and a bicycle ride home along the lake. (i.e. Through the fish flies).  Boy did I sleep well Wednesday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-7491640245386072581?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/7491640245386072581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=7491640245386072581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7491640245386072581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/7491640245386072581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2007/06/keeping-busy.html' title='Keeping Busy'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RnL0P-A6Q7I/AAAAAAAAADk/LW6WuIfB950/s72-c/frankentub+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-1107287229726150432</id><published>2007-06-03T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:53:45.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art in the Park, and more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RmOJIAjVwAI/AAAAAAAAADc/q11YEcV_HMo/s1600-h/2007+ArtInThePark+-+JohnJanetDavid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RmOJIAjVwAI/AAAAAAAAADc/q11YEcV_HMo/s320/2007+ArtInThePark+-+JohnJanetDavid.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072048376029495298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great, full weekend. It started out Friday night with a Roast the Rector event. &lt;a href="http://revykevy.spaces.live.com/"&gt;Fr. Kevin&lt;/a&gt; was dealt many blows by our fellow &lt;a href="http://www.stmarkschurch.net/"&gt;parishioners&lt;/a&gt;, but came away smiling and looking like he could have taken more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Janet, Cathey and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.aipwindsor.com/"&gt;Art In The Park&lt;/a&gt;, to participate in presentations being done throughout Willistead Park by the &lt;a href="http://www.windsorfolk.org/"&gt;Windsor Folk Society&lt;/a&gt;. The heat &amp; sun really took it's toll afterwards, but I really had a great time, as always, singing with Dave Light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an afternoon nap, my cousin Peggy came for a visit Saturday evening. We talked for a couple of really enjoyable hours. She'll soon be &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;hl=en&amp;saddr=Windsor,+ON&amp;daddr=Kenabeek,+Timiskaming,+Ontario,+Canada&amp;sll=47.643186,-80.183716&amp;sspn=0.878973,1.867676&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=45.675482,-80.991211&amp;spn=7.291792,14.941406&amp;z=6&amp;om=1"&gt;moving&lt;/a&gt; soon, and I'm really going to miss our infrequent but invaluable get-togethers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At coffee hour after church today I got the guitars out with Christian and Bob and we played most of our East Coast repertoire for the folks having cookies. That was followed by a great brunch with Jane Cornett and her Mom, and Fr. Kevin and his wife Catherinanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the afternoon/evening is a blurr...&lt;br /&gt;- I talked with my sister Mary, planning our vacation to B.C. this summer,&lt;br /&gt;- Janet's boyfriend Keith came for a visit (and wouldn't get out of the pool even though he was chattering from the cold),&lt;br /&gt;- Ami brought Sage over for an overnight visit, because Ami has to work at 5:00 a.m!! - Cath's Uncle Andy called from Dallas, TX. He made me commit to updating my blog... Here it is!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;- Derek came home around 9:00 p.m. for the first time in 3 days. He was exhausted after three sun-filled days with his girlfriend, going to &lt;a href="http://www.cedarpoint.com/"&gt;Cedar Point&lt;/a&gt; in Sandusky, Ohio one day, helping her through a midnight to 8:00 a.m. shift at Tim Horton's, and enjoying family visiting from Quebec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm trying to type quietly, and reflect on a full, wonderful weekend and some of the good people in it. Especially Cathey. I don't deserve her, and she surely does not deserve me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I think it's time for a good night's sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-1107287229726150432?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/1107287229726150432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=1107287229726150432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/1107287229726150432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/1107287229726150432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2007/06/art-in-park-and-more.html' title='Art in the Park, and more!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RmOJIAjVwAI/AAAAAAAAADc/q11YEcV_HMo/s72-c/2007+ArtInThePark+-+JohnJanetDavid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-4388594228059510397</id><published>2007-03-15T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:38:30.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi there. Long time no blog. Life's been in the way. Some recent highlights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- volleyball on Tuesday nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- choir on Thursday nights &amp; Sunday mornings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- updated the laundry room with new flooring and painted the walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- after 14 years in this house I finally insulated the crawl space (well it's mostly done)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a day trip with Dave Light to &lt;a href="http://www.elderly.com/"&gt;Elderly music&lt;/a&gt; over in &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?daddr=1100+N+Washington+Ave,+Lansing,+MI+48906&amp;amp;saddr=Windsor,+ON&amp;amp;f=d&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sll=42.747737,-84.550395&amp;sspn=0.007611,0.021501&amp;amp;amp;layer=&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;z=8&amp;ll=42.518165,-83.774862&amp;amp;spn=1.955543,3.702393&amp;amp;om=1"&gt;Lansing, MI&lt;/a&gt;. A very nice break from the norm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- multi-church open mic night at Church of the Ascension. Cathey's parents showed up! Janet and I joined Jeff, Keith and Leah Wilkinson for a couple of songs, including Leonard Cohen's Halleluia. Janet blew us all away with a last-minute, solo, a cappella version of a spiritual piece. She is stunning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- on Sunday we helped Peg and John move from their home in Riverside to a farm house near Amherstburg. It was a fun time, and it's great to see them have this new next step in their lives. Right on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RfjNLMagAvI/AAAAAAAAABU/iDQ39jF0iYo/s1600-h/PeleeMarsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042005375035900658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RfjNLMagAvI/AAAAAAAAABU/iDQ39jF0iYo/s320/PeleeMarsh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- yesterday we went for a day trip to &lt;a href="http://www.pc.gc.ca/pn-np/on/pelee/index_E.asp"&gt;Point Pelee National Park&lt;/a&gt;. Just by chance we stopped at Acambaro Mexican Restaurant in Leamington. &lt;a href="http://www.restaurantica.com/restaurants/8085/"&gt;GO THERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- we had lunch with my niece Nichol today. It doesn't sound like a big deal here, but I really enjoyed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now. I'll post about any more March Break activities later, and I'll get the camera downloaded soon too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-4388594228059510397?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/4388594228059510397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=4388594228059510397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/4388594228059510397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/4388594228059510397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2007/03/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RfjNLMagAvI/AAAAAAAAABU/iDQ39jF0iYo/s72-c/PeleeMarsh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-5938597047826690780</id><published>2007-01-11T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:23:34.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>January 6 is the Christian feast known as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epiphany_(Christian)"&gt;Epiphany&lt;/a&gt;. As always, the good folks at &lt;a href="http://www.stmarkschurch.net/"&gt;St. Marks by-the-Lake&lt;/a&gt; used this excuse to have a meal and a party. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZuky4njaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l_UYYFMFiVE/s1600-h/Lessons+and+Carols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018820413164588450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZuky4njaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l_UYYFMFiVE/s320/Lessons+and+Carols.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even got Derek to come along! He's in black at the far left of the outdoor pic. Cathey's right in front of him, and I'm to his right, in the choir gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZu6i4njbI/AAAAAAAAABE/J--xirdl-oE/s1600-h/John+at+Epiphany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018820786826743218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZu6i4njbI/AAAAAAAAABE/J--xirdl-oE/s320/John+at+Epiphany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only pic of Janet is of her elbow, in the pic where I'm playing the washboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek's at the far right in the pic with the tree... helping kids put up their decorated stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZpBS4njXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3FRtOv4AGeo/s1600-h/Derek+at+Epiphany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018814305721093490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZpBS4njXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3FRtOv4AGeo/s320/Derek+at+Epiphany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-5938597047826690780?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/5938597047826690780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=5938597047826690780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5938597047826690780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/5938597047826690780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2007/01/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RaZuky4njaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l_UYYFMFiVE/s72-c/Lessons+and+Carols.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-2563131755301996765</id><published>2006-12-28T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T12:29:25.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RZP8WcgPmOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6T5X0ICMKqs/s1600-h/Cafe+Chantantb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RZP8WcgPmOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6T5X0ICMKqs/s320/Cafe+Chantantb.jpg" border="0" alt="Janet's Ave Maria solo at Cafe Chantant (M. Hill et M. Dubois)"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013628272732248290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time between Christmas and the New Year is a great time to look back and reflect, and then to look forward and plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I'm thankful that dumb luck and all the good people around me got me through to the end of another year. I'm thankful for health, family and friends. Music and humour are pretty good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward, I don't know that there's much to change, except to improve on my health, and to say Thanks and give back to others more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-2563131755301996765?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/2563131755301996765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=2563131755301996765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/2563131755301996765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/2563131755301996765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/12/twas-season.html' title='&apos;Twas the Season'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1s2IKvY20k/RZP8WcgPmOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6T5X0ICMKqs/s72-c/Cafe+Chantantb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-116222290497849151</id><published>2006-10-30T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:09.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A great Lug-A-Mug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/October%20LugAMug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/October%20LugAMug.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The October Lug-A-Mug wasn't even a little bit spooky. There was a wonderful variety of songs and vigour in singing them. A real fun event of simple appreciation for music, songs and singing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the few guitars, there were people playing a fiddle, a ukelele, a mandolin, an acoustic bass, a harmonica and even a kazoo. Many thanks to the Lights for starting Lug-A-Mug in the first place, and for hosting it again this month. All that and cookies too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-116222290497849151?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/116222290497849151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=116222290497849151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/116222290497849151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/116222290497849151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/10/great-lug-mug.html' title='A great Lug-A-Mug'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-116105211029266112</id><published>2006-10-16T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:09.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Valdy_800x600.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Valdy_800x600.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to sound over-the-top, but I shook the hand of a legend on Saturday night. I went to see Valdy, at the Glass Onion Folk Club in Wallaceburg. And I had the good fortune to be in the very good company of Cathey, and Robert Hubbard. An enjoyable drive and a most excellent concert.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Valdy%20press%20photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Valdy%20press%20photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valdy was in great voice and great form. I was really eager to see him for the first time, and I wasn't disappointed. He sang, he danced and he played with an amazing, strong, natural grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Valdy%20%281%29c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Valdy%20%281%29c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang along to "Yes I Can", "Sonny's Dream" and "Play Me a Rock and Roll Song". Very nice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some people don't know or care about this piece of the Canadian fabric, but I do and I think it's an important piece. I was awestruck to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know who the heck I'm talking about, &lt;a href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;q=Valdy&amp;btnG=Google+Search&amp;meta="&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; him, or check out &lt;a href="http://westshore.bc.ca/booksmusic/valdy.cfm"&gt;West Shore Chamber of Commerce&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.livetourartists.com/valdy/index.htm"&gt;Live Tour Artists&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.valdy.com/"&gt;Valdy.com&lt;/a&gt; isn't bad either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-116105211029266112?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/116105211029266112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=116105211029266112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/116105211029266112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/116105211029266112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/10/valdy.html' title='Valdy'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-116049425820724016</id><published>2006-10-10T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:09.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I had a good long weekend. Time well spent with good people, and way too much excellent food. Friday night was &lt;a href="http://www.windsorfolk.org/"&gt;Windsor Folk&lt;/a&gt;'s Open Mic night. Saturday, Cath &amp; I went to Dave &amp; Anne's for dinner &amp; cards. That was really enjoyable. Calm and quiet except for watching the Tigers beat the Yankees! Sunday was Thanksgiving celebration at church, including the anthem we've practiced. And then off to Marg's for a big family dinner. Really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday became a free day (once the pool was closed), so we headed out for a county drive. We contemplated the past &amp; future, stopped for a visit with Bob Cooper at his place on Lake St. Clair, and then south to Lake Erie, we bought tomatos and squash at a roadside stand in Kingsville and walked Cedar Beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Cathey%20looking%20for%20shells%20with%20birds%28b%29.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Cathey%20looking%20for%20shells%20with%20birds%28b%29.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Cathey%20looking%20for%20shells%28b%29.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Cathey%20looking%20for%20shells%28b%29.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a nice long weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so long ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-116049425820724016?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/116049425820724016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=116049425820724016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/116049425820724016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/116049425820724016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115980417324193930</id><published>2006-10-02T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:09.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Janet's 14th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2829%29b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2829%29b.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet, my (smart, beautiful, talented, wonderful) daughter turned 14 last week. There were cakes, singing, gifts, messages from leaders of various countries around the world, and a bowling party. Laser light Rock and Bowl. My vision and hearing have restored enough to post this blog. My pride in Janet never fades. She just keeps on truckin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2810%29b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2810%29b.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2818%29b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2818%29b.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2821%29b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Janets%20Bowling%20Party%20%2821%29b.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115980417324193930?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115980417324193930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115980417324193930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115980417324193930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115980417324193930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/10/janets-14th-birthday.html' title='Janet&apos;s 14th Birthday'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115980334284635577</id><published>2006-10-02T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T09:35:17.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Kitchen%20Party%20(1)b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Kitchen%20Party%20%281%29b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night there was a kitchen party to celebrate Fr. Kevin George's dad's birthday. He turned 90 the day before. It was a pot luck dinner and a hodge podge of entertainment. Much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First photo (L-R) is &lt;a href="http://revykevy.spaces.live.com/"&gt;Kevin George&lt;/a&gt;, Andrea Morosin (why did we hide the only pretty one?!), Christian Paulton, Bob Cooper and me. Note the Newfoundland flag hanging over Kevin. You can take the boy from the Rock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Kitchen%20Party%20(3)b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Kitchen%20Party%20%283%29b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second photo is Janet, Bob, Christian, Madhu Athavale and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115980334284635577?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115980334284635577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115980334284635577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115980334284635577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115980334284635577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/10/kitchen-party.html' title='Kitchen Party'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115894980651831969</id><published>2006-09-22T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's our Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Thanksgiving2005%20%2819%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Thanksgiving2005%20%2819%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathey and I were married 22 years ago today. I can't imagine life without her and I wouldn't want to. Man did I luck out or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the beautiful one in this picture, smiling with pride and enjoying quality time with 'her babies'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 22 more.  At least!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115894980651831969?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115894980651831969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115894980651831969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115894980651831969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115894980651831969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-our-anniversary.html' title='It&apos;s our Anniversary!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115854918383431138</id><published>2006-09-17T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Picture</title><content type='html'>Dave Lamarsh had a birthday baseball gathering this weekend. Much fun.  Thanks to Anne for arranging the event and putting up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big pic is a Mouldy Oldie from a few years ago when we had a 25th reunion of &lt;a href="http://www.gecdsb.on.ca/schools/schFinder/schoolSelect.asp?rec=69"&gt;high school&lt;/a&gt; graduation. It was a great time, for sure.  It included a volleyball get-together in the school gym in the afternoon of. From left to right are Dave Garlick, me, Graham White and Dave Lamarsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Dave%20at%20Dave%27s%20birthday%20ball%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Dave%20at%20Dave%27s%20birthday%20ball%20game.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/SweatyAmigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/SweatyAmigos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Pitching%20at%20Dave%27s%20birthday%20ball%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Pitching%20at%20Dave%27s%20birthday%20ball%20game.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115854918383431138?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115854918383431138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115854918383431138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115854918383431138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115854918383431138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-picture.html' title='Great Picture'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115808445277331889</id><published>2006-09-12T13:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>John's Blog is now available as a news feed</title><content type='html'>Depending on how savvy you are with the Internet you may have heard about News Readers, also known as 'RSS readers', 'Atom readers' or aggregators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many web sites also make their information available in XML format, which allows you to use News Reader software to subscribe to their site and receive the content as a news feed. You can subscribe to multiple sites and eventually you'll have your own electronic newspaper that only contains content you chose.  This isn't the easiest thing on the Internet but it's not impossible and it is pretty neat. It also allows for feeds to hand-held devices like PDA's and cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, John's Blog now offers an XML feed.  If you have a news reader and you want to subscribe, the link is http://ojpager.blogspot.com/atom.xml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115808445277331889?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115808445277331889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115808445277331889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115808445277331889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115808445277331889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/09/johns-blog-is-now-available-as-news_12.html' title='John&apos;s Blog is now available as a news feed'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115784020144400342</id><published>2006-09-09T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Passings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/BobVandervaart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/BobVandervaart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Vandervaart passed away this past week after years of illness. Bob taught me French  in high school in '75 &amp; '77. He always had a smile and interesting, engaging conversation... and he made learning fun. I remember one year that he had a map of France on the wall and would bring in cheese from a different region of the country on Fridays for us to experience. I also remember once making too much noise while building a set for the school play just outside his classroom. To this day I try to hammer one nail in only 3 strikes, as he challenged me to do. My kids have both been taught in the French system, partly motivated by who Bob was. I wish for my children the kind of happiness, worldliness and fulfillment that Bob exhibited. I had the chance to introduce them to him on a bicycle outing a few years ago. I was happy to run into him occasionally over the past couple of years at the Windsor Folk Society. The sadness of his passing is offset by the positive memories and impact he leaves behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115784020144400342?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115784020144400342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115784020144400342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115784020144400342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115784020144400342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/09/passings.html' title='Passings'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115767049609444040</id><published>2006-09-07T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/First%20day%20of%20school%20Sept%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/First%20day%20of%20school%20Sept%2006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 years apart Derek and Janet are attending the same school again. Derek's in Gr. 12 and Janet's just starting high school, in Gr. 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slates are cleaned for a new year. (In 2006 we don't clean slates, we "empty cache" but it's roughly the same).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a productive, educational year filled with challenges, opportunities and satisfaction! I think they're going to have a little fun this year too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115767049609444040?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115767049609444040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115767049609444040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115767049609444040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115767049609444040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115695334499460913</id><published>2006-08-30T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A great memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Tofino%201975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Tofino%201975.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no post. I haven't had much blog-worthy content to offer lately, unless you want to hear about going to work, the last night of sand volleyball and some casual singing and guitar playing. &lt;br /&gt;What I DO have is a blast from my past. A memory of a family vacation to BC. It was 1975. Mom, Dad, all four kids and Frisky the dog, packed in a &lt;a href="http://www.stationwagon.com/gallery/1975_Chevy_Bel_Air.html"&gt;1974 Chevy Bel Air&lt;/a&gt; station wagon. What were my parents thinking??! Mary was only 2½! Some great memories came from that trip. Fresh-picked Penticton cherries, starfish, a forest fire, a bear in &lt;a href="http://www.bcadventure.com/adventure/wilderness/parks/revel.htm"&gt;Revelstoke National Park&lt;/a&gt;, sleeping on the beach at &lt;a href="http://www.bcadventure.com/adventure/explore/island/trails/pacrim2.htm"&gt;Pacific Rim National Park&lt;/a&gt; with cousin Peggy, cousin Daryl's new grammar (StaBOP, StaBOP!) and the camper trailer whipping left and right behind us as we crossed the Prairies. Yet another Trip of a Lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents must have been out of their minds taking on this adventure, but I am very, very thankful for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115695334499460913?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115695334499460913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115695334499460913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115695334499460913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115695334499460913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/08/great-memory.html' title='A great memory'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115541881018647754</id><published>2006-08-12T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfect summer vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Port%20Elgin%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Port%20Elgin%20041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wonderful few days with Mary and Martin, we packed the van and headed up to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;q=port+elgin,+ontario,+canada&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=44.45731,-79.963989&amp;spn=1.882014,5.537109&amp;om=1"&gt;Port Elgin&lt;/a&gt; for a week's vacation. It was wonderful. Perfect weather, perfect beach, day trips (Owen Sound for the Inglis Falls and lunch on the bay, Tobermory for the &lt;a href="http://www.blueheronco.com/"&gt;glass-bottom boat tour&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/index.cfm?PgNm=TCE&amp;Params=A1ARTA0010324"&gt;Fathom Five National Park&lt;/a&gt;, and Sauble Beach for "Ontario's nicest beach"). We got a lot of sun, read some books, had a blast in the waves, napped, played guitar and ukulele. All those things and more made it a total getaway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Port%20Elgin%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Port%20Elgin%20052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Port%20Elgin%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Port%20Elgin%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Port%20Elgin%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Port%20Elgin%20045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame to get back to reality, but at least we can share some of it with you. Here's something I've realized... I have NEVER regretted spending time or money on travel. You won't either. &lt;br /&gt;Take a vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115541881018647754?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115541881018647754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115541881018647754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115541881018647754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115541881018647754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/08/perfect-summer-vacation.html' title='A perfect summer vacation'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115453698254277311</id><published>2006-08-02T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lug-A-Mug get-together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were my sister Mary and her husband Martin in town over the past few days, but the mid-summer song circle get-together was held this past Saturday.  Perfect weather, good food, good music and great people. It was also great to hang around the pool during the hot couple of days that followed. Here are some pics of the mid-summer Lug-A-Mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%286%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%287%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%285%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Lug-A-Mug%20July%2006%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115453698254277311?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115453698254277311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115453698254277311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115453698254277311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115453698254277311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/08/lug-mug-get-together.html' title='Lug-A-Mug get-together'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115318921117040818</id><published>2006-07-17T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/New%20Fence.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/New%20Fence.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in a while because I've been out being useful. The week after Canada Day was a stay-at-home vacation week. Apart from mostly doing nothing, I got quite a bit accomplished. I replaced the fence on one side of the yard last year, so this year was the time for the remaining side. The yard &amp; pool area look better now, with outdoor speakers, mulched gardens, power-washed deck, etc, etc, etc. A total break from the usual, spent almost nothing on gas, meals and accomodation... and got something useful out of it too. I did spend money on some new lawn furniture. So you know where find me... bring your suit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115318921117040818?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115318921117040818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115318921117040818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115318921117040818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115318921117040818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/07/working-vacation.html' title='Working vacation'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115229732396914280</id><published>2006-07-07T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Janet is a high school student</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Janet%27s%20Graduation%20067%20cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Janet%27s%20Graduation%20067%20cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another milestone for this proud father... On June 26, Janet graduated from Grade 8. She's now on her way to high school. Oh my. I could go on and on about how hard she worked, how much she deserves high praises and all that, but as a parent I have other comments to make. First, grade school often seemed like a steady sequence of P.A. days and substitute teachers showing videos. Next, the last days of a school year a interesting because of the stream of information and work being brought home that had been hidden at the bottom of a locker all year. Finally, the fact is that there was much learning and growing going on. She's an amazing, smart, beautiful, talented daughter! Look out high school!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115229732396914280?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115229732396914280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115229732396914280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115229732396914280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115229732396914280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/07/janet-is-high-school-student.html' title='Janet is a high school student'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-115103159887812557</id><published>2006-06-22T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies...</title><content type='html'>Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I blogged. I was going to put something here simply to say 'Hi', and that I'm still around, and that there hasn't been much to blog about lately. But then I stop and think about the things I've been doing instead of blogging and I suddenly have blog-worthy tidbits. Depending on who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. End of the kid's school years - Derek's slugging through Grade 11 exams right now, with no real plans for the summer except to get away from school for a while. Janet's graduating Grade 8 on Monday. There's a whole blog to be done on the excess related to celebrating Grade 8 Graduations but I'll leave that blog for others. Suffice it to say we've spent the $8 trillion on the outfit and other gear necessary to be allowed out of grade school. She'll look fantastic. Pics in a future blog, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. New vehicle - The Windstar just rolled past 250,000 kms and is showing signs of wear. We want to go away (somewhere, sometime) this summer, so a new van is in order. Voila, a 2003 Dodge Grand Caravan with 33,000 kms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Work - I don't want to spend my blog time &amp; space on this subject, but it must be said that both Cath &amp; I spend 8 hours a day there, and more emotion than we really should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Summer!! - Mowing, weeding, pool cleaning, bicycling, house fix-ups, etc, etc, etc. I don't know where it all goes, but it sure seems to trickle away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Volleyball - Every Tuesday night. Sand ball. Mostly with the same team of people as throughout the rest of the year. Excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/John.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/200/John.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. Music - Church choir, practices, and the final Lug-A-Mug of the 05-06 season. (This pic must be from late in the evening. I need a good night's sleep!) It seems like there's a lot of music in my life, but it also seems like it's never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that's about it since the last post. Stay tuned. Hopefully the next one will be more satisfying for both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-115103159887812557?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/115103159887812557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=115103159887812557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115103159887812557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/115103159887812557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-flies.html' title='Time flies...'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114928641472739633</id><published>2006-06-02T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marc Gourde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Sage%20and%20Marc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Sage%20and%20Marc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Sages%20baptism%20%2823%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Sages%20baptism%20%2823%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tremendously sad shock to hear that Marc had had a heart attack on Sunday. Marc was just 40 years old, had been married to Ami (Cathey's niece) less than a year and had a beautiful baby daughter, Sage. I blogged about &lt;a href="http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/05/weddings-and-funerals-and-baptisms.html"&gt;Sages' baptism&lt;/a&gt; just three weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc was a fun-loving, construction worker guy. He was always 'in the moment', and always looked you right in the eye, usually with something interesting to say. It's just stunning that he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ami and Sage now have very different roads ahead of them than what had been first thought. I really feel for them, but I know that Ami has an amazing strength within her. She'll need our help and our hopes while she shifts gears to the new reality. I know that she can walk her new road with strength. Eventually. One day at a time will get us all there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One photo here is of Marc with Sage just after her birth. The other is at the baptism... the proud parents Marc and Ami are at the font with godparents Janet, Tom and Jody (L-R).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114928641472739633?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/114928641472739633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=114928641472739633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114928641472739633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114928641472739633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/06/marc-gourde.html' title='Marc Gourde'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114909065745788838</id><published>2006-05-31T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some emotional ranting...</title><content type='html'>I've only had a few reactions to my blogs so far. Most are saying nice things like "It's personal. It's more like NPR, and less like CNN".  But a few have asked for more emotion and ranting.  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to rant about right now, but if pushed, I'd rant about people who cause trouble for other people. Like the &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/ArticleNews/freeheadlines/LAC/20060520/BCGIRL20/national/National"&gt;asshole&lt;/a&gt; in Armstrong, BC and the 18 year old &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/story/canada/national/2006/05/05/windsor-shooting.html"&gt;punks&lt;/a&gt; who shot the police officer in Windsor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do so many people have nothing better to do than to get in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I'd rant about all the people similar to these assholes, but who are living just below the surface. What can be done to preempt their crimes, protect their future victims and maybe get their lives in order? Better social programs, so all kids experience unconditional love and frequent hot breakfasts before school? Tougher young offender rules? And what am I supposed to do as a society member? I know about green living for the planet, but what should I do to make things right for the people living ON the planet? I personally know the childhoods of people who subsequently "went bad" and I can't remember anything that might have caused it to happen. My contemplation so far is leading me to believe that we're just too flippin affluent. Very few of us have to worry about getting eaten to death, or where our next meal is coming from, or whether we'll survive the winter. It's all about which button we CHOOSE to push to provide the instant gratification that has become our highest form of self-esteem. And don't even get me started on the sense of entitlement that's running amok in society. Everyone feels that they are entitled to sit at the front of the publicly-funded bus, and they're miffed if they have to walk the last 50 feet to their destination.&lt;br /&gt;AAAARRRGG!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114909065745788838?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/114909065745788838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=114909065745788838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114909065745788838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114909065745788838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-emotional-ranting.html' title='Some emotional ranting...'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114765947354242861</id><published>2006-05-14T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings and Funerals. And Baptisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Sages%20baptism%20%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Sages%20baptism%20%2813%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended two baptisms in two days this weekend. In addition to the very cute babies, it was good to see all the familes together. All dressed up and a little uncomfortable. Some hadn't seen each other since the wedding reception, others hadn't seen each other since the incident that drove them apart. But for the most part all were there with a common association, focused on the future of the child. Some were thinking about the eternal future of the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all reminded to contemplate our own eternal future. Remember that interesting part in a baptism when all present are asked to repeat their own commitment to God? "Do you believe in God, the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth?". I'll have to get back to you on that, but I do believe in the power of family. The immediate family of mom, dad and child(ren)... the extended family of grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc... and the 'community' family of neighbours, class mates and church mates. It's better to belong. We all need, and we all want to be needed. Family fits that bill nicely. An example of that strength is when folks say how nice it would have been if others could have attended also, but couldn't because they're in Dallas TX, Vernon BC or only in our hearts and memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful baby in this pic is Sage Marie with parents Ami and Marc. The two ladies in the foreground are Sage's grandmother, Debbie, and great-grandmother, Eileen. On the far left is Sage's grandfather Tom. On the far right in white is one of Sage's godmothers, Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114765947354242861?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/114765947354242861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=114765947354242861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114765947354242861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114765947354242861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/05/weddings-and-funerals-and-baptisms.html' title='Weddings and Funerals. And Baptisms'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114728417609379037</id><published>2006-05-10T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:08.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Pod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Pod.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture of the original I-pod. It was just called a Pod in those days. (Children, this is a joke. Ha ha). Anyway, the picture got me thinking about Music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was full of music for me. Friday night was &lt;a href="http://www.windsorfolk.org/"&gt;Windsor Folk&lt;/a&gt;'s monthly Acoustic Stage night. Live, local, quality talent. And it's free! (Okay, donation). Saturday night I was fortunate enough to be part of a house concert with Dave &amp; Sharon Light. I really enjoyed preparing and rehearsing with Dave &amp; Sharon. It was great to finally share it with an audience. Sunday was the usual church choir activity. Most excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inherited an appreciation of music from both of my parents. Thank goodness for that! The world would be a much poorer place without music and humour. I was just thinking about 'memorable musical moments' I've experienced. It includes live concerts by &lt;a href="http://www.josefeliciano.com/"&gt;Jose Feliciano&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.annemurray.com/"&gt;Anne Murray&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.chicagotheband.com/"&gt;Chicago&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.jimmyrankin.com/"&gt;Jimmy Rankin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sting.com"&gt;Sting&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.alennox.net/"&gt;Annie Lennox&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/index.cfm?PgNm=TCE&amp;Params=U1ARTU0002580"&gt;Phil Nimmons&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.christinelavin.com/"&gt;Christine Lavin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.philcollins.co.uk/"&gt;Phil Collins&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mellencamp.com/"&gt;John Cougar/Mellencamp&lt;/a&gt;. It also includes church choirs, Lug-a-Mug song circle and two &lt;a href="http://www.windsorlight.com"&gt;Windor Light Opera&lt;/a&gt; productions. (The Music Man in '70 and A Christmas Carol in '71).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many great radio stations are streaming to the Internet now. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.ckua.org/"&gt;CKUA&lt;/a&gt; from Alberta, &lt;a href="http://www.wdetfm.org/"&gt;WDET&lt;/a&gt; from Detroit and &lt;a href="http://www.ilesdelamadeleine.com/index2.htm"&gt;CFIM&lt;/a&gt; from the Magdalen Islands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114728417609379037?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/114728417609379037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=114728417609379037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114728417609379037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114728417609379037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/05/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114679687162491193</id><published>2006-05-04T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek got his Drivers Licence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Derek%27s%20Licence%21%21%21%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Derek%27s%20Licence%21%21%21%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek passed his road test yesterday, so he's got his G2 licence. Which means he can drive alone, and he can drive on 100 km/h highways. Yikes! We knew he'd have no problems passing because he's a very good driver. He was just a little nervous because of all the urban myths spread around at school. Anyway, he's already got about 20 kilometers of solo driving experience. Now all he needs to do is get a job so he can pay for his gas! One of his first solo outings was to drop off an application at Home Hardware. Smart kid, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114679687162491193?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114679687162491193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114679687162491193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/05/derek-got-his-drivers-licence.html' title='Derek got his Drivers Licence'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114658315474943612</id><published>2006-05-02T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peggy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/SimpsonSibs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/SimpsonSibs2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Peggy's birthday. She and I are the first of 4 kids, and little more than a year apart, so it's not surprising that there's a special bond between us. Maybe the bond is stronger because we've lived 1000's of kilometers apart for so many years. I don't know that. But I do know that the special bond between us has little to do with me. Everyone I know who knows Peggy also feels a special bond with her. She's just naturally a friendly and personable person who cares about people and lives in the moment. It sounds simple but it's more than I can keep up. This picture has us together with my Mom, my brother Mark and our baby sister Mary. It was taken in the Fall of '04, (before we drove through the Rockies to see Sting and Annie Lennox at the Calgary Saddledome!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going to be 1000's of kilometers away from Peggy today. If you see her in your travels please give her a hug from me. She's the beautiful one in the centre of the photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114658315474943612?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114658315474943612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114658315474943612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/05/peggys-birthday.html' title='Peggy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114556539521690115</id><published>2006-04-20T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Interesting how a birthday can have such a strong good impact on you, or a strong negative impact on you. This past birthday had almost no impact on me. In fact I'm feeling uneasy about not feeling something. There were heartfelt well wishes and cards. A wonderful dinner (at Spagos!) in the company of really good people. But it turned out to feel more like "just another day". Maybe the timing clash with Easter activities. Oh well. I learned a new song out of it. It's called &lt;a href="http://dw.com.com/redir?ltype=&amp;siteid=31&amp;edid=3&amp;asId=&amp;astId=&amp;ctype=&amp;cval=&amp;ptid=5024&amp;onid=49&amp;useract=31&amp;destURL=http%3A%2F%2Fsg1.allmusic.com%2Fcg%2Fsmp.dll%3Flink%3Dqi8qswhkeiw17bemf8ug99t%26z%3DMP3%26r%3D20.asx"&gt;People My Age&lt;/a&gt;, by John Gorka. Check out his &lt;a href="http://www.mp3.com/john-gorka/artists/1662/songs.html"&gt;songs&lt;/a&gt;. I don't want to sound unappreciative. I've got MUCH to be thankful for generally, and I got more birthday recognition than might be reasonable. Some days are just days. Better to have them than not. Eternity will happen eventually. For now, I'm glad to be here breathing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114556539521690115?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114556539521690115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114556539521690115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/04/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114528793799687274</id><published>2006-04-17T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>I attended Maundy Thursday service for the first time ever this year. Washing of the feet, sombre hymns, quiet readings, stripping of the altar and silent departure by candlelight. It brought home the point of the Jesus dying for our sins, and the commandment to respect each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Easter Sunday... colours, lights, banners, power-hymns. Celebration and smiles.  And a balloon launch afterwards. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on religion and church are: a) they are two separate things, b) they are different for each person, and c) a little bit is good prevention and a lot is a good cure, all depending on whatever ails you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on Easter are that we all need to be reminded that we can be forgiven, even forgiving ourselves... and we can all 'start over'.  Each morning, each hour, each year. Review your situation and get on with things, embracing whatever changes you decide need to be made in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/BalloonLaunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/BalloonLaunch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking, I'm in a choir gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for some of you, see you at the next blog post. For others, see you at church at Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114528793799687274?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114528793799687274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114528793799687274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114410695888967981</id><published>2006-04-03T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, NOW I'm a Canadian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/curling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/curling.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've visited all 10 provinces. I've seen whales on both coasts. I've been to Ottawa for Canada Day celebrations, and I've skated on the Rideau Canal.  (Different trips to Ottawa of course). And I'm very proud of my bilingual (smart, beautiful, enjoyable) children. But yesterday I really affirmed my citizenship, because I went curling. It was great. Such fun just throwing rocks at each other on the ice. If you get the chance, go curling. Much Thanks to Ian, Mark, Walter and the others at St. Marks by-the-Lake church who arranged such a fun time. I also got to learn a whole new vocabulary, as well as find a whole bunch of muscles that I didn't know I had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114410695888967981?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/114410695888967981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=114410695888967981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114410695888967981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114410695888967981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay-now-im-canadian.html' title='Okay, NOW I&apos;m a Canadian'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114366615116933419</id><published>2006-03-29T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>Man, is it ever nice outside! Sunny and 12 degrees C. Beautiful. Time to get a new pair of running shoes, make sure all the bicycles are ready to go, and time to think about yard chores. The smell of fresh-mown lawn is just around the corner. Of course I'm forgetting about insects, sweating excessively, mowing and pool maintenance. I'm also choosing to ignore the fact that we usually get measurable snow in the first week of April. Ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't forget to Spring Ahead 1 hour this weekend, and if you're in downtown Windsor at around 1:00 p.m. on April 10, look up for the fly-by of fighter jets heading to Comerica Park in time for the first pitch at the &lt;a href="http://www.detroittigers.com"&gt;Tiger&lt;/a&gt;'s home opener!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114366615116933419?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114366615116933419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114366615116933419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114287400011134358</id><published>2006-03-20T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/1600/Niagara%20Falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/2364/320/Niagara%20Falls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from a March Break getaway. First we visited the &lt;a href="http://www.rockhall.com"&gt;Rock and Roll Hall of Fame&lt;/a&gt; in Cleveland, OH. Both the Hall and city were better than I expected. I recommend both. Then a couple of days in Hershey, PA. A longer drive than expected, but an interesting place to visit. Just the smell at the corner of Chocolate St. and Cocoa Ave. was worth the drive. As always "Take the trolley tour first". We learned a lot about the town, the history, the factory, etc just by sitting on a bus and being escorted around. It put the rest of the visit in perspective. Finally, Niagara Falls, ON. If you've ever been there you'll be glad to know that nothing's changed except that there's a huge casino, more monster hotels and everything costs about 10 times what you'd pay anywhere else. I can't imagine ever going back there again. Oh by the way, the Falls are lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114287400011134358?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114287400011134358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114287400011134358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-break.html' title='March Break'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23131317.post-114108686172416578</id><published>2006-02-27T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:22:07.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Post Number 1</title><content type='html'>And so it begins. John's Blog.  "I rant therefore I am" is  the title of a Dennis Miller book.  It describes several people I know, including myself some days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have nothing to rant about but something to marvel at... the Internet and the millions of folks doing their own little bit to inhabit and affect it. The most recent example is how simple it was to get John's Blog up and running. I just &lt;a href="http://www.google.ca"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;d "blog host" and discovered &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;blogger.com&lt;/a&gt;. A few choices and keystrokes later and here we all are. Slick.  You'll see many rants later about things that the people of the world should be addressing (overpopulation, cancer, etc). In the mean time I'm very pleased that the Internet is here and has so many features that serve us as well as they do. My thanks to all those who claim to have invented the Internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;John&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23131317-114108686172416578?l=ojpager.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/feeds/114108686172416578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23131317&amp;postID=114108686172416578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114108686172416578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23131317/posts/default/114108686172416578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojpager.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post-number-1.html' title='Blog Post Number 1'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16176518769629997334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.mnsi.net/~simpsonj/images/JohnAtDeskWithCoffee_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
