<?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-16555059</id><updated>2012-02-02T02:43:47.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith's Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>737</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4887889421448970565</id><published>2011-03-01T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:25:06.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesssssssssss  !!!!</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wKoX7iAx74&amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4887889421448970565?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4887889421448970565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4887889421448970565' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4887889421448970565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4887889421448970565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/yesssssssssss.html' title='Yesssssssssss  !!!!'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8908952506995982708</id><published>2011-01-31T16:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:54:26.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Press the Any Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TUcr3i5XCLI/AAAAAAAABSo/oBl3XuqzNp0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TUcr3i5XCLI/AAAAAAAABSo/oBl3XuqzNp0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568467697527097522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it's freezing in Montreal&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose is a shoot out to my friend Stacey, who loaded my new computer, he's forgotten more more about computers then I can ever hope to know.&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit of a learning curve with Windows 7 and Thunderbird but I'll get it&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again Stacey :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8908952506995982708?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8908952506995982708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8908952506995982708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8908952506995982708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8908952506995982708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/press-anykey.html' title='Press the Any Key'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TUcr3i5XCLI/AAAAAAAABSo/oBl3XuqzNp0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1908504098835353177</id><published>2011-01-19T22:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:16:45.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTepBuWJ_vI/AAAAAAAABSg/Ky0tYujKf_w/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 81px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTepBuWJ_vI/AAAAAAAABSg/Ky0tYujKf_w/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564101711725461234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I watch episode one of season ten of American Idol. There was the usual splattering of “talent” missing however was Simon Cowell obviously  the stalwart of the Franchise&lt;br /&gt;Steven Tyler and Jylo while talented are not judge material. Randy Jackson, bless his heart is a sad member of the panel.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the final season (sadly) of American Idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1908504098835353177?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1908504098835353177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1908504098835353177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1908504098835353177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1908504098835353177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/tonight-i-watch-episode-one-of-season.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTepBuWJ_vI/AAAAAAAABSg/Ky0tYujKf_w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2201209413244071886</id><published>2011-01-18T14:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:25:33.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTXpGeMLl0I/AAAAAAAABSY/_4aKB6_-ajI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTXpGeMLl0I/AAAAAAAABSY/_4aKB6_-ajI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563609212078757698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the culmination of a period of grief for fallen Toronto Police officer, Sgt Ryan Russell. As I write this entry I am listening to his funeral service.&lt;br /&gt;May his family be spared further sorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2201209413244071886?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2201209413244071886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2201209413244071886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2201209413244071886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2201209413244071886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-is-culmination-of-period-of-grief.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTXpGeMLl0I/AAAAAAAABSY/_4aKB6_-ajI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7034629444220483942</id><published>2011-01-16T18:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T18:10:03.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTN6uj4htrI/AAAAAAAABSQ/RoQnjxEPN-M/s1600/ERGX8CAZ3CCXKCAIK9KEHCADRLM5YCAM6JRWJCAOOAY5MCAFEXOFPCARY69ULCA0DDT1SCADVD7F9CA2T5VOKCAHC88A2CANBEMGXCAGPOC87CASRA8UPCA38T232CAHGMGWOCAIY16FACAUYIA5C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTN6uj4htrI/AAAAAAAABSQ/RoQnjxEPN-M/s200/ERGX8CAZ3CCXKCAIK9KEHCADRLM5YCAM6JRWJCAOOAY5MCAFEXOFPCARY69ULCA0DDT1SCADVD7F9CA2T5VOKCAHC88A2CANBEMGXCAGPOC87CASRA8UPCA38T232CAHGMGWOCAIY16FACAUYIA5C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562924905057597106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was watching the Facebook story “The Social Network” It is fairly involved and requires close attention.&lt;br /&gt;This however is not the focus of today’s blog. It was about four thirty &amp; I noticed there was still light in the sky. &lt;br /&gt;Can shorts and sandals be far away? &lt;br /&gt;Yahoo for summer !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7034629444220483942?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7034629444220483942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7034629444220483942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7034629444220483942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7034629444220483942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-comes-sun.html' title='Here Comes the Sun'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTN6uj4htrI/AAAAAAAABSQ/RoQnjxEPN-M/s72-c/ERGX8CAZ3CCXKCAIK9KEHCADRLM5YCAM6JRWJCAOOAY5MCAFEXOFPCARY69ULCA0DDT1SCADVD7F9CA2T5VOKCAHC88A2CANBEMGXCAGPOC87CASRA8UPCA38T232CAHGMGWOCAIY16FACAUYIA5C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3349681178713069613</id><published>2011-01-14T08:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:59:55.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hows Your Polish ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTBVpTqpVKI/AAAAAAAABSI/h2RLNzBx1Bc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTBVpTqpVKI/AAAAAAAABSI/h2RLNzBx1Bc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562039707944703138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9MTGNaEXGM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3349681178713069613?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3349681178713069613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3349681178713069613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3349681178713069613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3349681178713069613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/hows-your-polish.html' title='Hows Your Polish ?'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTBVpTqpVKI/AAAAAAAABSI/h2RLNzBx1Bc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-237084622029980734</id><published>2011-01-14T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:10:13.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a Klenexx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTBLIL5pC_I/AAAAAAAABSA/ABrbsL9gx0U/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTBLIL5pC_I/AAAAAAAABSA/ABrbsL9gx0U/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562028143808154610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seldom moved or motivated my commercials, this one however really moved me.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fu86wIffib4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-237084622029980734?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/237084622029980734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=237084622029980734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/237084622029980734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/237084622029980734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-klenexx.html' title='Get a Klenexx'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TTBLIL5pC_I/AAAAAAAABSA/ABrbsL9gx0U/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8884943334697904900</id><published>2011-01-02T23:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:58:12.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TSFXMXY0VvI/AAAAAAAABRY/2QA1FondoF0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TSFXMXY0VvI/AAAAAAAABRY/2QA1FondoF0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557819285100058354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy is passing by Mick's hay shed one day when through a gap in the door he sees Mick doing a slow and sensual striptease in front of an old red Massey Ferguson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttocks clenched he performs a slow pirouette and gently slides off first the right welly, followed by the left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then hunches his shoulders forward and in a classic striptease move lets his braces fall down from his shoulders to dangle by his hips over his corduroy trousers . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing both sides of his check shirt he rips it apart to reveal his tea stained vest underneath and with a final flourish he hurls his flat cap on to a pile of hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What on earth are you doing Mick' says Paddy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Jeez Paddy, ye frightened the livin bejasus out of me'  says an obviously embarrassed Mick, 'but me and the Missus been having some trouble lately in the bedroom department, and the Therapist suggested I do something sexy to a tractor . "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8884943334697904900?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8884943334697904900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8884943334697904900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8884943334697904900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8884943334697904900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TSFXMXY0VvI/AAAAAAAABRY/2QA1FondoF0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1667720534790174691</id><published>2011-01-01T10:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:36:38.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy MMXI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TR9HY4x3AQI/AAAAAAAABRQ/LPnE7cuumdY/s1600/NewYearsBaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TR9HY4x3AQI/AAAAAAAABRQ/LPnE7cuumdY/s320/NewYearsBaby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557238958082425090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man named Mr. Lang&lt;br /&gt;He had a neon sign,&lt;br /&gt;This Mr., Lang was very old&lt;br /&gt;So they called it old Lang’s sign&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1667720534790174691?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1667720534790174691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1667720534790174691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1667720534790174691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1667720534790174691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-llxi.html' title='Happy MMXI'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TR9HY4x3AQI/AAAAAAAABRQ/LPnE7cuumdY/s72-c/NewYearsBaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6780419622946845493</id><published>2010-12-30T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T17:36:35.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Tom a Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TR0JZAPqQDI/AAAAAAAABRI/JFiiyDeIfvQ/s1600/tom-brokaw-picture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TR0JZAPqQDI/AAAAAAAABRI/JFiiyDeIfvQ/s320/tom-brokaw-picture-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556607840412123186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.wimp.com/explainscanada/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6780419622946845493?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6780419622946845493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6780419622946845493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6780419622946845493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6780419622946845493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/get-tom-flag.html' title='Get Tom a Flag'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TR0JZAPqQDI/AAAAAAAABRI/JFiiyDeIfvQ/s72-c/tom-brokaw-picture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2166797278366426402</id><published>2010-12-28T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:15:47.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Everything There is a Season....I Guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TRqZtatuJFI/AAAAAAAABRA/gZVMoj7utU0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TRqZtatuJFI/AAAAAAAABRA/gZVMoj7utU0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555922095859180626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas I decided to give friends a new cd/radio type player for their home It has everything, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;When I purchased it I made sure it played cds , the main reason for the purchase. Now this puppy did everything, a AM/FM receiver a cd player and some how even a MP3 player. &lt;br /&gt;I was so proud until they opened the box the darn thing doesn’t play audio tapes, doesn’t play audio tapes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sign of the times or should I stop asking Fred Flintstone for advice?&lt;br /&gt;At any rate they were thrilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2166797278366426402?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2166797278366426402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2166797278366426402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2166797278366426402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2166797278366426402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-everything-there-is-seasoni-guess.html' title='To Everything There is a Season....I Guess'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TRqZtatuJFI/AAAAAAAABRA/gZVMoj7utU0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1038867399307261488</id><published>2010-12-11T23:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:29:47.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Evil This Way Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TQRPFM3cT5I/AAAAAAAABQ0/5kzaNapPTJU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TQRPFM3cT5I/AAAAAAAABQ0/5kzaNapPTJU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549647591599001490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was fun here in Montreal, a dusting of 4cms of snow was predicted. When all was said and done over 25cms covered our island a  little opps from Environment Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight into tomorrow we are to receive freezing rain followed by snow followed by straight rain sounds like a dandy day acommin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of the American North west are getting pounded and according to Chicago radio they are bracing for the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it’s going to be a white Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1038867399307261488?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1038867399307261488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1038867399307261488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1038867399307261488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1038867399307261488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-evil-this-way-comes.html' title='Something Evil This Way Comes'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TQRPFM3cT5I/AAAAAAAABQ0/5kzaNapPTJU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-656532922193960894</id><published>2010-12-04T23:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T00:03:09.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPsbeTjdWUI/AAAAAAAABQs/CCvDz2O4J5g/s1600/Z1JI1CAFEGRTXCA1STSXTCA9B317ECAIA3NRECAWU7URZCAT28IUYCADINHXLCA6VDN7DCAS3VD27CA4FORYICAVL37D6CA5XZO6JCA8RA7ZKCA9JDQ0FCARF0GDHCAESOREKCAUPWHOPCASO2E7N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPsbeTjdWUI/AAAAAAAABQs/CCvDz2O4J5g/s320/Z1JI1CAFEGRTXCA1STSXTCA9B317ECAIA3NRECAWU7URZCAT28IUYCADINHXLCA6VDN7DCAS3VD27CA4FORYICAVL37D6CA5XZO6JCA8RA7ZKCA9JDQ0FCARF0GDHCAESOREKCAUPWHOPCASO2E7N.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547057573495920962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I tried to log onto my blog dash board (where you write your blogs prior to publishing) Low &amp; behold I was asked for a password, I tried a few but it wouldn’t let me in …..Ahhhhh You must remember I have over 700 entries, about five years of writing.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my joy when today I used the right password, Im baaaacccck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-656532922193960894?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/656532922193960894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=656532922193960894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/656532922193960894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/656532922193960894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/phew.html' title='Phew !!!'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPsbeTjdWUI/AAAAAAAABQs/CCvDz2O4J5g/s72-c/Z1JI1CAFEGRTXCA1STSXTCA9B317ECAIA3NRECAWU7URZCAT28IUYCADINHXLCA6VDN7DCAS3VD27CA4FORYICAVL37D6CA5XZO6JCA8RA7ZKCA9JDQ0FCARF0GDHCAESOREKCAUPWHOPCASO2E7N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5587020068752961110</id><published>2010-12-04T23:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:24:33.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dem poor Noufs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPsT7mi8yVI/AAAAAAAABQk/2roHGHitJUk/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 72px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPsT7mi8yVI/AAAAAAAABQk/2roHGHitJUk/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547049280717244754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One winter morning a husband and wife in Cornerbrook were listening to the&lt;br /&gt;radio during breakfast. They heard the announcer say, "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today.. You must park your car on the even-numbered side of the street, so the snowplows can get &lt;br /&gt;through."  So the good wife went out and moved her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later while they are eating breakfast again, the radio announcer said,"We are expecting 10 to 12 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd-numbered side of the street, so the snowplows can get through."  The good wife went out and moved her car again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week they are again having breakfast, when the radio announcer says,"We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must park....." Then the electric power went out. The good wife was very upset, and with a worried look on her face she said, "Honey, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I need to park on so the snowplows can get through?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the love and understanding in his voice, that all men who are married to&lt;br /&gt;good Newfoundland women exhibit, the husband replied, "Why don't you just leave it in the garage this time?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5587020068752961110?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5587020068752961110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5587020068752961110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5587020068752961110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5587020068752961110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/dem-poor-noufs.html' title='Dem poor Noufs'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPsT7mi8yVI/AAAAAAAABQk/2roHGHitJUk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7835673400353673669</id><published>2010-12-02T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:08:36.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up Dr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPe2WAGp0hI/AAAAAAAABQc/GqYx1ulge_c/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPe2WAGp0hI/AAAAAAAABQc/GqYx1ulge_c/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546101955231339026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPe18wM0kSI/AAAAAAAABQU/ePXuHAFqxaE/s1600/poppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPe18wM0kSI/AAAAAAAABQU/ePXuHAFqxaE/s320/poppies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546101521465512226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I went to see Dt. Brouillette We went through the regular routine I gave him my blood pressure records which I keep on a fairly regular bases, he weight me (his scale said one at a time please) he checked this and that ordered blood tests and gave me a referral for a colonoscopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to finish off the appointment he gave me my annual flue shot, he’s a good painless needle giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine till to day when I began to feel dizzy weak in the knees and pretty bad shakes &amp; I am sneezing like a mad man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a reaction to the shot or maybe I’m just getting a cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7835673400353673669?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7835673400353673669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7835673400353673669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7835673400353673669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7835673400353673669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-up-dr.html' title='What&apos;s up Dr.'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPe2WAGp0hI/AAAAAAAABQc/GqYx1ulge_c/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3751709819833206219</id><published>2010-11-30T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:22:39.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Dark in Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPUWqq9Y_GI/AAAAAAAABQM/7dXCxYX0l5A/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPUWqq9Y_GI/AAAAAAAABQM/7dXCxYX0l5A/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545363438518729826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman takes a lover home during the day while her husband is at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 9-year old son comes home unexpectedly, sees them and hides in the bedroom closet to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman's husband also comes home. She puts her lover in the closet, not realizing that the little boy is in there already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy says, ' Dark in here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says, 'Yes, it is.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'I have a baseball..' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'That's nice' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Want to buy it?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'No, thanks.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'My Dad's outside.' &lt;br /&gt;Man: 'OK, how much?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: '$250' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the lover are in the closet together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Dark in here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'Yes, it is.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'I have a baseball glove.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy, 'How much?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: '$750' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'Sold.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, the Dad says to the boy, 'Grab your glove, let's go outside and have a game of catch.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, 'I can't, I sold my baseball and my glove.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dad asks, 'How much did you sell them for?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: '$1,000' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dad says, 'That's terrible to over charge your friends like that...that is way more than those two things cost. I'm taking you to church, to confession.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go to the church and the Dad makes the little boy sit in the confessional booth and closes the door... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, 'Dark in here.' &lt;br /&gt;The priest says, 'Don't start that shit again; you're in my closet now.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3751709819833206219?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3751709819833206219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3751709819833206219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3751709819833206219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3751709819833206219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-dark-in-here.html' title='It&apos;s Dark in Here'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPUWqq9Y_GI/AAAAAAAABQM/7dXCxYX0l5A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5237434331797438536</id><published>2010-11-28T18:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:09:20.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CBC is headquartered in Toronto, Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPLuqmaa2AI/AAAAAAAABQE/Q_cveg6MenI/s1600/chevrier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPLuqmaa2AI/AAAAAAAABQE/Q_cveg6MenI/s400/chevrier.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544756506879776770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course I’m ticked. I have very basic cable and being penalized, no one including the CBC or CTV is presenting coverage of the Grey Cup.. You can be sure as shooting that is Toronto was playing there be no escaping (yahoo Montreal jest Toed) watching the game.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should open the purse strings abit and get RDS, but WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Football is a Canadian game the Grey Cup is the game, wake up CBC !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5237434331797438536?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5237434331797438536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5237434331797438536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5237434331797438536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5237434331797438536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/cbc-is-headquartered-in-toronto-right.html' title='CBC is headquartered in Toronto, Right'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TPLuqmaa2AI/AAAAAAAABQE/Q_cveg6MenI/s72-c/chevrier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2275980073555204991</id><published>2010-11-21T16:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:54:58.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The land of the Free &amp; the Brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOmVG2rQAVI/AAAAAAAABP0/WcVDIO4Lp_s/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOmVG2rQAVI/AAAAAAAABP0/WcVDIO4Lp_s/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542124761444778322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, November 22 is the date in history that will be in my mind for ever. The year was 1963 and the President of the United States of America was assassinated, and many of you will remember were you were.&lt;br /&gt;Its forty-seven years later and I am still moved by its memory, I was thirteen and just beginning high school. Who would do such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;The pundits have expressed their options, bottom line JFK is still dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2275980073555204991?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2275980073555204991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2275980073555204991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2275980073555204991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2275980073555204991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/land-of-free-brave.html' title='The land of the Free &amp; the Brave'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOmVG2rQAVI/AAAAAAAABP0/WcVDIO4Lp_s/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2170490489756279888</id><published>2010-11-20T23:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:54:18.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...et la Première étoile est</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOifbagxWEI/AAAAAAAABPs/STR_yztJUJE/s1600/ages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 84px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOifbagxWEI/AAAAAAAABPs/STR_yztJUJE/s400/ages.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541854634801453122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city and the country lost a great man this week. Pat Burns former Habs coach and a true gentleman. He also coached the Leafs and won a Stanley Cup with…the New Jersey Devils.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight before the game there was a fitting tribute to his achievements. Silence filled the Bell Centre and a capacity crowd fell  quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Burns was fifty-eight and succumbed to lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Now the NHL has to their senses and put Pat where he belongs in The Hockey Hall of Fame, now it’s our turn to rally up&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/group.php?gid=108317325856057&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2170490489756279888?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2170490489756279888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2170490489756279888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2170490489756279888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2170490489756279888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-first-star-is.html' title='...et la Première étoile est'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOifbagxWEI/AAAAAAAABPs/STR_yztJUJE/s72-c/ages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7673938860808216646</id><published>2010-11-20T00:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T00:49:16.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Say</title><content type='html'>I was watching Jay Leno and Garth Brooks was the guest. He was promoting a movie and one of his previous hits Unanswered Prayers.&lt;br /&gt;My thought in fact is that in fact God answers EVERY prayer, just sometimes he says no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7673938860808216646?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7673938860808216646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7673938860808216646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7673938860808216646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7673938860808216646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-to-say.html' title='What to Say'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-739947188195865919</id><published>2010-11-15T18:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:19:09.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Where You Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOG_tWEAYQI/AAAAAAAABPk/cGzKkJ934Fo/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOG_tWEAYQI/AAAAAAAABPk/cGzKkJ934Fo/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539919802379821314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One winter morning a husband and wife in Cornerbrook were listening to the&lt;br /&gt;radio during breakfast. They heard the announcer say, "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today.. You must park your car on the even-numbered side of the street, so the snowplows can get &lt;br /&gt;through."  So the good wife went out and moved her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later while they are eating breakfast again, the radio announcer said,"We are expecting 10 to 12 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd-numbered side of the street, so the snowplows can get through."  The good wife went out and moved her car again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week they are again having breakfast, when the radio announcer says,"We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must park....." Then the electric power went out. The good wife was very upset, and with a worried look on her face she said, "Honey, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I need to park on so the snowplows can get through?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the love and understanding in his voice, that all men who are married to&lt;br /&gt;good Newfoundland women exhibit, the husband replied, "Why don't you just leave it in the garage this time?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-739947188195865919?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/739947188195865919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=739947188195865919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/739947188195865919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/739947188195865919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/stay-where-you-is.html' title='Stay Where You Is'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TOG_tWEAYQI/AAAAAAAABPk/cGzKkJ934Fo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2312374489660491003</id><published>2010-11-13T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:46:02.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Stuffed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TN9NTWFIGHI/AAAAAAAABPc/yXp64OeEaWU/s1600/JX3KPCAVJO2V4CAW7DXDFCAH0XHDTCACZD8ZDCAG8I7DPCAR68PBTCA2C0UX6CA8XAW29CA0GIXRGCAQB394FCAD9XHT6CAXF13NHCA5BOJGTCATWKTUWCAFZKW5ICAUTS3SHCACDYUCYCA2MBPRB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TN9NTWFIGHI/AAAAAAAABPc/yXp64OeEaWU/s400/JX3KPCAVJO2V4CAW7DXDFCAH0XHDTCACZD8ZDCAG8I7DPCAR68PBTCA2C0UX6CA8XAW29CA0GIXRGCAQB394FCAD9XHT6CAXF13NHCA5BOJGTCATWKTUWCAFZKW5ICAUTS3SHCACDYUCYCA2MBPRB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539231061428934770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was fantastic a home cooked meal was served. On Wednesday last, while chatting to Rolanda on MSN Messenger, I was invited for Sheppard’s Pie a la Murphy/MacPhee.&lt;br /&gt;Not outta the box Sheppard’s Pie, but home made real home made pie. &lt;br /&gt;Gord worked his fingers to the bone, chopping, slicing, frying, and baking… wow !&lt;br /&gt;We started the meal by saying grace the honour of which was bestowed to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then my plate arrived, perfect Sheppard’s Pie. Then helping # 2 was my pleasure, followed by fresh strawberry cheese cake.&lt;br /&gt;Rolanda was right behind Gord making sure all was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t get better then this…OH YES IT DOES, a double container of Sheppard’s Pie to take home, ah supper for two days.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ro &amp; Gord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2312374489660491003?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2312374489660491003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2312374489660491003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2312374489660491003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2312374489660491003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-stuffed.html' title='I&apos;m Stuffed'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TN9NTWFIGHI/AAAAAAAABPc/yXp64OeEaWU/s72-c/JX3KPCAVJO2V4CAW7DXDFCAH0XHDTCACZD8ZDCAG8I7DPCAR68PBTCA2C0UX6CA8XAW29CA0GIXRGCAQB394FCAD9XHT6CAXF13NHCA5BOJGTCATWKTUWCAFZKW5ICAUTS3SHCACDYUCYCA2MBPRB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7224858122165691030</id><published>2010-11-11T22:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:36:59.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Flander's Field</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNy2LvkISyI/AAAAAAAABPU/99Bl0uvaKyo/s1600/poppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNy2LvkISyI/AAAAAAAABPU/99Bl0uvaKyo/s320/poppies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538501954621688610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders Fields the poppies blow&lt;br /&gt;Between the crosses, row on row,&lt;br /&gt;That mark our place; and in the sky&lt;br /&gt;The larks, still bravely singing, fly&lt;br /&gt;Scarce heard amid the guns below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Dead. Short days ago&lt;br /&gt;We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,&lt;br /&gt;Loved, and were loved, and now we lie&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up our quarrel with the foe:&lt;br /&gt;To you from failing hands we throw&lt;br /&gt;The torch, be yours to hold it high.&lt;br /&gt;If ye break faith with us who die&lt;br /&gt;We shall not sleep, though poppies grow&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders fields.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7224858122165691030?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7224858122165691030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7224858122165691030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7224858122165691030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7224858122165691030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-flanders-field.html' title='In Flander&apos;s Field'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNy2LvkISyI/AAAAAAAABPU/99Bl0uvaKyo/s72-c/poppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7191437894881280273</id><published>2010-11-09T23:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:52:04.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiderata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNok2DL4TXI/AAAAAAAABPM/rSAGrTzr0S4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNok2DL4TXI/AAAAAAAABPM/rSAGrTzr0S4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537779202792115570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strive to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Max Ehrmann, 1927&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7191437894881280273?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7191437894881280273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7191437894881280273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7191437894881280273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7191437894881280273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/desiderata.html' title='Desiderata'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNok2DL4TXI/AAAAAAAABPM/rSAGrTzr0S4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5978302938939556662</id><published>2010-11-07T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:25:40.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So What time is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNdtmJOR6zI/AAAAAAAABPE/j0l7V0GJE3k/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNdtmJOR6zI/AAAAAAAABPE/j0l7V0GJE3k/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537014768953584434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhat surprised today. I set my clocks (and watch) back one hour last night. My cell phone and even my VHS recorded did it them themselves, yet my GPS remained at DST, that’s kinnda weird given that these devices are guided by satellites, strange huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5978302938939556662?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5978302938939556662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5978302938939556662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5978302938939556662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5978302938939556662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-what-time-is-it.html' title='So What time is it?'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNdtmJOR6zI/AAAAAAAABPE/j0l7V0GJE3k/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3625662124526576931</id><published>2010-11-02T18:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T18:11:21.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rose by any other Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNCMLJ_uBWI/AAAAAAAABO8/OxhwlDdoqyU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNCMLJ_uBWI/AAAAAAAABO8/OxhwlDdoqyU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535078065327965538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past week end Celine and Rene had twins, first congrats to them.&lt;br /&gt;For the next several days the earth shattering nail biting conundrum left me sleepless for some time, what would the name they kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was announced the guys would be called Eddy &amp; Nelson. Eddy after a formor manager of Celine and Nelson after Nelson Mandela. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on the surface this seams rather innocuous But being a rather clever fellow it occurred to me that the names Reversed become Nelson Eddy, famed American actor who sang with Jeanette MacDonald. His usual character was a Canadian Mountie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time many summers removed, Celine refused an award as most promising Canadian artist, stating she was Quebecois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the irony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3625662124526576931?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3625662124526576931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3625662124526576931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3625662124526576931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3625662124526576931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/rose-by-any-other-name.html' title='A Rose by any other Name'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TNCMLJ_uBWI/AAAAAAAABO8/OxhwlDdoqyU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5220313709015628923</id><published>2010-10-29T08:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:48:06.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Quebec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TMrCa_m6UGI/AAAAAAAABO0/2g34HnAk5MA/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 51px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TMrCa_m6UGI/AAAAAAAABO0/2g34HnAk5MA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533448861185101922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all remember our firsts. First day of school, ok I don’t remember that one. Our first tooth, ok I don’t remember that one either. Moms remember that stuff  better anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I do remember my first day (and actually it was a night) &lt;br /&gt;Today however was a great first. Today I received my first provincial government pension cheque. It’s not a great amount but it’s MINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5220313709015628923?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5220313709015628923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5220313709015628923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5220313709015628923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5220313709015628923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/thanks-quebec.html' title='Thanks Quebec'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TMrCa_m6UGI/AAAAAAAABO0/2g34HnAk5MA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5215835244795169182</id><published>2010-09-05T22:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:29:45.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TIRR_qhXxGI/AAAAAAAABOQ/WmCqlaTyAhs/s1600/ages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TIRR_qhXxGI/AAAAAAAABOQ/WmCqlaTyAhs/s200/ages.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513621997996196962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOOlUR9Cg1Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5215835244795169182?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5215835244795169182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5215835244795169182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5215835244795169182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5215835244795169182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-im-tired-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TIRR_qhXxGI/AAAAAAAABOQ/WmCqlaTyAhs/s72-c/ages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6042887572510100807</id><published>2010-08-29T21:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:17:10.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/THsGUt6QAbI/AAAAAAAABOI/2z8R7mkg5cs/s1600/Emmy_Award_Trophy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/THsGUt6QAbI/AAAAAAAABOI/2z8R7mkg5cs/s400/Emmy_Award_Trophy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511005522008998322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while huh? I have been conflicted as what to blog here, I have some medication fun, a walk past my apartment for breast cancer, and victories for friends. Rolanda &amp; Gord celebrated their fifth wedding anniversary (for which in small part I am responsible)&lt;br /&gt;I was in Edmonton where I visited my brother David &amp; his best friend Kathy. &lt;br /&gt;Things at work are constant which a good thing is.&lt;br /&gt;Next month I will commence receiving my (old age   ) pension, but why not I paid into it for decades.&lt;br /&gt;There I guess you are for the most part caught up&lt;br /&gt;It’s 8:47 PM &amp; in the other room the Emmys are on TV, I am amazed at the aeptance speeches, however prepared what if you forget someone? Who do you thank first? Id thank my mom &amp; dad you taught me it was ok to be funny, maybe one day I will be.&lt;br /&gt;Who would you thank, kind of like saying the first person you see when you get to heaven would be…. Well after St. Peter and Jesus. I want to see my mom first, she is now disease free and breathing as she should, then my Dad I just know he has to be less grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;I was on Zopyclone for a while to help me sleep, didn’t work and was expensive not covered in any financial manner by the government plan.&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned to Dr. Brouillette I needed something more powerful he wrote me a prescription for trazodone, the recommended dosage 400 mg before bedtime  I tried that and work up groggy, so from the recommendation from a friend I tried 50mg did so and still awoke dizzy &amp; groggy.&lt;br /&gt;So last night I skipped altogether, had to pee 3 times during the night, but woke up aware and feeling fine, so guess who has spare trazodone?&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to thank my mom &amp; dad as well as my brother Dave.If your name isn’t on the list, thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6042887572510100807?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6042887572510100807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6042887572510100807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6042887572510100807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6042887572510100807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-guys.html' title='Hey guys'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/THsGUt6QAbI/AAAAAAAABOI/2z8R7mkg5cs/s72-c/Emmy_Award_Trophy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5241266608600452270</id><published>2010-07-12T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T14:21:09.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I think it's clever &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mWQf13B8epw&amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5241266608600452270?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5241266608600452270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5241266608600452270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5241266608600452270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5241266608600452270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-i-think-its-clever-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-9174116130576665438</id><published>2010-07-06T16:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:30:21.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Good day from Edmonton.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived yesterday after about a 30 min delay @ PET airport. It seems there was luggage in the hold without a passenger on board the craft. &lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Edmonton International and waited about twenty minutes for my bag and then it was off to Dave's place on Winterburn Road where there was liquid of my choice.A few hours later Kathy arrived home &amp; a hot dog supper wasn't long after.&lt;br /&gt;Here it seems that sunset comes later, or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Today Dave &amp; I went to the bottle barn where with all his cans, containers, and cartons he received over 100$ Here they recycle EVERYTHING, including wine and liqueur  bottles and milk cartons (mind you, you also pay when you purchase these product.&lt;br /&gt;Time for a Scotch, TTYS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-9174116130576665438?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9174116130576665438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=9174116130576665438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/9174116130576665438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/9174116130576665438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-day-from-edmonton.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5084548542423432473</id><published>2010-07-02T08:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T08:15:13.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A July Giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TC3YRlVyxuI/AAAAAAAABOA/Nlqxcxhq3d4/s1600/TLE8WCA751HGFCADA6CPHCARE26FKCAUKKIB0CAO3NXDMCA90HR3BCAM6T57VCAOVXLO2CAYI6RX7CAOD5SFCCAIVRY0TCATQ13IZCAA2RPRSCA5Z10YHCA43NK5LCALUV6MGCACJB2DFCARX0QYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TC3YRlVyxuI/AAAAAAAABOA/Nlqxcxhq3d4/s400/TLE8WCA751HGFCADA6CPHCARE26FKCAUKKIB0CAO3NXDMCA90HR3BCAM6T57VCAOVXLO2CAYI6RX7CAOD5SFCCAIVRY0TCATQ13IZCAA2RPRSCA5Z10YHCA43NK5LCALUV6MGCACJB2DFCARX0QYO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489281317427398370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two  Newfies are walking down a street in Toronto, when they see a sign on a store that reads, "Suits $5.00 each, shirts $2.00 each, trousers  $2.50 per pair."  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One Newfie says to his pal, "Looky here! We could buy a whole gob of these, take 'em back to St John's , sell 'em to our friends, and make  a fortune. Now when we go in there, you be quiet, okay? Just let me do the talkin' cause if they hear your accent, they might think we're from the Rock,  and try to cheat us.  Now, I'll try to sound like we're from Ontario."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they go in and one of the Newfie says with his best Ontario accent, "I'll take 50 of them suits at $5.00 each, 100 of them there shirts at  $2.00 each, and 50 pairs of them there trousers at $2.50 each. I'll back up my pickup and ...."  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The owner of the shop interrupts, "You're from Newfoundland , aren't you?"  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Well...yeah," says a surprised Newfie. "How'd you know dat!"  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Because this is a dry-cleaners."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5084548542423432473?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5084548542423432473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5084548542423432473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5084548542423432473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5084548542423432473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-giggle.html' title='A July Giggle'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TC3YRlVyxuI/AAAAAAAABOA/Nlqxcxhq3d4/s72-c/TLE8WCA751HGFCADA6CPHCARE26FKCAUKKIB0CAO3NXDMCA90HR3BCAM6T57VCAOVXLO2CAYI6RX7CAOD5SFCCAIVRY0TCATQ13IZCAA2RPRSCA5Z10YHCA43NK5LCALUV6MGCACJB2DFCARX0QYO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7884515792908037310</id><published>2010-06-25T00:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:51:42.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh to Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TCQ1QhBfiuI/AAAAAAAABN4/xno7CMiGDDE/s1600/TLE8WCA751HGFCADA6CPHCARE26FKCAUKKIB0CAO3NXDMCA90HR3BCAM6T57VCAOVXLO2CAYI6RX7CAOD5SFCCAIVRY0TCATQ13IZCAA2RPRSCA5Z10YHCA43NK5LCALUV6MGCACJB2DFCARX0QYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TCQ1QhBfiuI/AAAAAAAABN4/xno7CMiGDDE/s400/TLE8WCA751HGFCADA6CPHCARE26FKCAUKKIB0CAO3NXDMCA90HR3BCAM6T57VCAOVXLO2CAYI6RX7CAOD5SFCCAIVRY0TCATQ13IZCAA2RPRSCA5Z10YHCA43NK5LCALUV6MGCACJB2DFCARX0QYO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486568803902917346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello …&lt;br /&gt;It is just after 12 AM on Friday morning. I am sucking on a maple sugar candy that I took from the Brookes family tonight after an excellent supper.&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me that we all have wish lists.&lt;br /&gt;Apart form bringing back the dead, here (in no particular order) is mine. There is neither three nor ten. &lt;br /&gt;Some of them are only limited my winning the Loto Max.&lt;br /&gt;I would enjoy being in Times Square for the passing into a New Year.&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to co host with Dave, Dan, Mike, &amp; Louis the Trivia Show on CJAD&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to be important enough not to need a passport&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I’d like to meet David Letterman (after I walked on to, Still Crazy After All These Years being played by Paul &amp; the band)&lt;br /&gt;Own Season tickets for the Montréal Canadians &lt;br /&gt;Drive a big ass Lincoln Town Car (black of course)&lt;br /&gt;So no order but now.... you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7884515792908037310?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7884515792908037310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7884515792908037310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7884515792908037310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7884515792908037310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahhhhh-to-dream.html' title='Ahhhhh to Dream'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TCQ1QhBfiuI/AAAAAAAABN4/xno7CMiGDDE/s72-c/TLE8WCA751HGFCADA6CPHCARE26FKCAUKKIB0CAO3NXDMCA90HR3BCAM6T57VCAOVXLO2CAYI6RX7CAOD5SFCCAIVRY0TCATQ13IZCAA2RPRSCA5Z10YHCA43NK5LCALUV6MGCACJB2DFCARX0QYO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-38763493093603271</id><published>2010-06-23T18:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:30:38.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel the Earth Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TCKK1FE0pWI/AAAAAAAABNs/ILqFf73HEZY/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TCKK1FE0pWI/AAAAAAAABNs/ILqFf73HEZY/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486099940590789986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this after noon the earth moved for me.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a big truck going by or Herb my fat neighbor coming come.&lt;br /&gt;It was an honest to goodness earth quake. The quake registered a five on the Rictor  scale, but all reports are that no serious human were reported.&lt;br /&gt;I was on my computer and the desk shook for what I would guess maybe ten seconds. (turns out it coulda been up to thirty seconds)&lt;br /&gt;When it was all over my MSN Messenger came alive with a message from Justin who asked “did you feel that?” indeed I had.&lt;br /&gt;CJAD went on with special coverage of the event.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for the after shocks. I have of course took emergency measures making sure the Chivas bottle isn’t too close to the end of the counter.&lt;br /&gt;I think the real earth moving will start in forty-eight hours when the Montreal Jazz Fest ignites.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cjad.com/node/1159077&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-38763493093603271?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/38763493093603271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=38763493093603271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/38763493093603271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/38763493093603271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-earth-move.html' title='I Feel the Earth Move'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TCKK1FE0pWI/AAAAAAAABNs/ILqFf73HEZY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-943700330965467601</id><published>2010-06-14T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:51:07.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi it's Monday</title><content type='html'>May God add to your blessings, subtract from your worries, multiply your friendships and divide the wonders of the universe among all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Masonic quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-943700330965467601?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/943700330965467601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=943700330965467601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/943700330965467601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/943700330965467601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-its-monday.html' title='Hi it&apos;s Monday'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1370094973676182575</id><published>2010-06-12T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:52:05.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yvon</title><content type='html'>I just returned from funeral visitations for M. Yvon Desbiens.&lt;br /&gt;M. Desbiens is the father of Jocelyne Brookes, who was the wife of my very dear friend Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;Although a somber occasion there were family and friends enjoying each others company.&lt;br /&gt;M. Desbiens was a kind and loving man. He loved his family unconditionally, and didn’t hesitate to put others before himself. He at the time of his death still volunteered at a residence where he was scheduled to stay out his final years. Time was not to allow this.&lt;br /&gt;M. Desbiens attended many family functions that I was privileged to attend. He was always surrounded by the children, a hug was always available.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember calling him Yvon. He was M. Desbiens.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts today are of his family. &lt;br /&gt;It was my honour to know him, and my blessing to know his family (&amp; I can’t remember all the names, it’s a huge list)&lt;br /&gt;He is now in Heaven with his wife, his son, and Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace M. Desbiens May the family be spared further sorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1370094973676182575?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1370094973676182575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1370094973676182575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1370094973676182575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1370094973676182575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/yvon.html' title='Yvon'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3602938355982229199</id><published>2010-05-31T11:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:35:03.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TAPWeOa-XEI/AAAAAAAABNQ/TVp1R58wzYQ/s1600/189TQCA12MZYTCAMYY39ECAWB0Q1QCAP0NEOICA361LJACAAA8RLXCAK2Z7W3CAITFQDCCAF0AAOHCA0TFUT7CAGXOQXHCAITT28ECAKQ3W9PCA4OECGLCA70WX5KCA5KU7GACAIFKQ2RCA9T74QZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TAPWeOa-XEI/AAAAAAAABNQ/TVp1R58wzYQ/s400/189TQCA12MZYTCAMYY39ECAWB0Q1QCAP0NEOICA361LJACAAA8RLXCAK2Z7W3CAITFQDCCAF0AAOHCA0TFUT7CAGXOQXHCAITT28ECAKQ3W9PCA4OECGLCA70WX5KCA5KU7GACAIFKQ2RCA9T74QZ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477457386568309826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the culmination of what has seemed to be months of work.&lt;br /&gt;Today my application was completed for my Canadian Passport. I needed a birth certificate and that took about a month.&lt;br /&gt;I had to find a Guarantor (which can now be any one who holds a valid Canadian Passport) I needed to consider how to chose to references (they didn’t need a valid Canadian Passport.&lt;br /&gt;I also needed two acceptable photos. This by itself is a challenge, given my mug and the regulations surrounding them.&lt;br /&gt;So….I choose Casmir as my Guarantee who I have known as a co worker for  thirty plus years. He also took the photos which I got using my senior’s discount at Astral Photo&lt;br /&gt;My references are Rolanda and Brigitte.  People I have known since the Dead Sea was only sick.&lt;br /&gt;This morning the alarm went off around 6:30 and by 7:15 I was on the road to the Passport Office in Fairview, Pointe Claire.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of course was yet open so I had a coffee with my ex Astral manager Clermont.&lt;br /&gt;At about 8:15 I was the third in line at the Passport office they opened at 8:30 and by 8:40 all my documentation had been verified and 87$ had been removed form my cheque account.&lt;br /&gt;All in all this was not the horror experience I had anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;I was assured I would receive my Passport by registered mail in about two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Pyramid Mall, here I come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3602938355982229199?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3602938355982229199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3602938355982229199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3602938355982229199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3602938355982229199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/passport.html' title='Passport'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TAPWeOa-XEI/AAAAAAAABNQ/TVp1R58wzYQ/s72-c/189TQCA12MZYTCAMYY39ECAWB0Q1QCAP0NEOICA361LJACAAA8RLXCAK2Z7W3CAITFQDCCAF0AAOHCA0TFUT7CAGXOQXHCAITT28ECAKQ3W9PCA4OECGLCA70WX5KCA5KU7GACAIFKQ2RCA9T74QZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4586339283778732080</id><published>2010-05-28T07:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:02:22.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Get It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_-tbHo1woI/AAAAAAAABNI/ab1980vUpYU/s1600/38AN2CALO2ABDCA4X8A3SCAVJDW5CCAVCB4JACA669S35CAHZR4O4CAIO5PBCCAF3XWB7CA0327V0CAHFBU68CAMEQP57CAAFRLYDCA48K7TTCA318PJSCATV2B11CASZNXDJCATGB5CUCAK3J68G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_-tbHo1woI/AAAAAAAABNI/ab1980vUpYU/s320/38AN2CALO2ABDCA4X8A3SCAVJDW5CCAVCB4JACA669S35CAHZR4O4CAIO5PBCCAF3XWB7CA0327V0CAHFBU68CAMEQP57CAAFRLYDCA48K7TTCA318PJSCATV2B11CASZNXDJCATGB5CUCAK3J68G.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476286353324229250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not one of them thar hippy fancy dudes. When I wanna listen I have my dependable  walkman.. &lt;br /&gt;When I want to make a phone call Im always sure to have ten cents in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;If I have to take notes I have spiral note bad.&lt;br /&gt;So you see I don’t need an IPod, nor a IPhone, Now today they are releasing the IPad.&lt;br /&gt;All that being said and done can you point me out to the IHop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is post # 700 for Keith's Thoughts    fun huh ?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4586339283778732080?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4586339283778732080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4586339283778732080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4586339283778732080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4586339283778732080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-get-it.html' title='I Get It'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_-tbHo1woI/AAAAAAAABNI/ab1980vUpYU/s72-c/38AN2CALO2ABDCA4X8A3SCAVJDW5CCAVCB4JACA669S35CAHZR4O4CAIO5PBCCAF3XWB7CA0327V0CAHFBU68CAMEQP57CAAFRLYDCA48K7TTCA318PJSCATV2B11CASZNXDJCATGB5CUCAK3J68G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1169079991074685027</id><published>2010-05-27T23:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:32:42.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_85ErWWZeI/AAAAAAAABNA/ccprrPzYo-8/s1600/189TQCA12MZYTCAMYY39ECAWB0Q1QCAP0NEOICA361LJACAAA8RLXCAK2Z7W3CAITFQDCCAF0AAOHCA0TFUT7CAGXOQXHCAITT28ECAKQ3W9PCA4OECGLCA70WX5KCA5KU7GACAIFKQ2RCA9T74QZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_85ErWWZeI/AAAAAAAABNA/ccprrPzYo-8/s400/189TQCA12MZYTCAMYY39ECAWB0Q1QCAP0NEOICA361LJACAAA8RLXCAK2Z7W3CAITFQDCCAF0AAOHCA0TFUT7CAGXOQXHCAITT28ECAKQ3W9PCA4OECGLCA70WX5KCA5KU7GACAIFKQ2RCA9T74QZ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476158424424539618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Amish boy and his father were in a mall. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy asked, "What is this Father?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat, old lady in a wheelchair moved up to the moving walls and pressed a button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched the small circular numbers above the walls light up sequentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued to watch until it reached the last number and then the numbers began to light in the reverse order. Finally the walls opened up again and a gorgeous 24-year-old blonde stepped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father said quietly to his son . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go get your mother"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1169079991074685027?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1169079991074685027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1169079991074685027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1169079991074685027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1169079991074685027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-up.html' title='Going Up'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_85ErWWZeI/AAAAAAAABNA/ccprrPzYo-8/s72-c/189TQCA12MZYTCAMYY39ECAWB0Q1QCAP0NEOICA361LJACAAA8RLXCAK2Z7W3CAITFQDCCAF0AAOHCA0TFUT7CAGXOQXHCAITT28ECAKQ3W9PCA4OECGLCA70WX5KCA5KU7GACAIFKQ2RCA9T74QZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6332995243417213155</id><published>2010-05-27T23:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:11:36.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes Cents to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_80USuLTQI/AAAAAAAABM4/7AiY1yZYa8k/s1600/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_80USuLTQI/AAAAAAAABM4/7AiY1yZYa8k/s400/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476153195133357314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a movement afoot to rid Canada of the penny.&lt;br /&gt;Now this could take years, the logistics in doing so would phenomenal. Reprising in stores would take so long, changing the tax structures would be impossible (well it is the government right?) I realize it cost more then a cent to produce a penny (well it is the government right?)&lt;br /&gt;What the government doesn’t appreciate is that I must have close to 100$ in pennies, not one dollar rolled. &lt;br /&gt;I’ve offered 10% to anyone who wants to take on the chore, heck Ill even supply the paper rollers and a bottle of Purell.&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s my story.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know Stephen and his merry band will want to get done with the 5$ bill, oh goody another coin.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe for the 2010 tax year I can pay my debt with the soon to be defunct currency.&lt;br /&gt;Any takers on my 10% offer ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6332995243417213155?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6332995243417213155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6332995243417213155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6332995243417213155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6332995243417213155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/makes-cents-to-me.html' title='Makes Cents to Me'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_80USuLTQI/AAAAAAAABM4/7AiY1yZYa8k/s72-c/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7337048275840979850</id><published>2010-05-25T23:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:27:10.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith....Count to Ten</title><content type='html'>When I awoke this morning, I could not connect to the internet. I growled and muttered please not tell me I have to call Sympatico. I rebooted the computer; I rebooted the modem and called Rolanda, who assured me HER Sympatico was working fine. &lt;br /&gt;I called Sympatico and was after a period of time was transferred to technical support agent. After a series of seemingly useless questions (they have all this on file, no?) I was transferred to yet another agent who told me she would call me back in about ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Calling Bell Canada is frustrating. I wonder if they realize Videotron begs people for their internet business, it sure is tempting.&lt;br /&gt;It is now some thirty minutes and still no return call from Bell, so….I called them and in Bell style I was put on hold. I was then reconnected with tech support in India who told me there was a problem in my area. I was asked to confirm I lived in the Ville I assumed he knew it was Ville LaSalle.&lt;br /&gt;He said repairs to my area should not exceed three hours. In this day of advanced technology ya think they coulda let me know at the outset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7337048275840979850?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7337048275840979850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7337048275840979850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7337048275840979850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7337048275840979850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/keithcount-to-ten.html' title='Keith....Count to Ten'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4537125729000542671</id><published>2010-05-20T17:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:29:13.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is just Not Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_Wz9kvGuKI/AAAAAAAABMw/s0-CkPybgeE/s1600/HGOJ4CA0BSE5JCANUNE5QCA2EI59QCA0H2D3PCA65Q3WXCAK64INRCALB65U5CAE0Z4ARCAC7UOFNCAQ6KKFXCAG9LOC2CAFEMIHWCAJIBFOBCAPUIU6QCAAG5I01CAIW4NEOCARPUM3GCAUPY4AR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_Wz9kvGuKI/AAAAAAAABMw/s0-CkPybgeE/s400/HGOJ4CA0BSE5JCANUNE5QCA2EI59QCA0H2D3PCA65Q3WXCAK64INRCALB65U5CAE0Z4ARCAC7UOFNCAQ6KKFXCAG9LOC2CAFEMIHWCAJIBFOBCAPUIU6QCAAG5I01CAIW4NEOCARPUM3GCAUPY4AR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473478792553347234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_WyN1ThuwI/AAAAAAAABMo/irhVciq3rFY/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_WyN1ThuwI/AAAAAAAABMo/irhVciq3rFY/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473476872855730946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Scottish Soldier, in full dress uniform, marches &lt;br /&gt;into a pharmacy. Very carefully he opens his sporran&lt;br /&gt; and pulls out a neatly folded cotton bandana,&lt;br /&gt;unfolds it to reveal a smaller silk handkerchief&lt;br /&gt;which he also unfolds - to reveal a condom. &lt;br /&gt;The condom has a number of patches on it.  &lt;br /&gt;The chemist holds it up and eyes it critically.&lt;br /&gt;How much to repair it? the Scot asks the chemist. &lt;br /&gt;Six pence, says the chemist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much for a new one?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten pence, says the chemist.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scot painstakingly folds the condom into the silk square handkerchief and the cotton bandana, replaces it carefully in his sporran, and marches out of the door, &lt;br /&gt;shoulders back and kilt swinging.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment or two later the chemist hears a great shout go up outside, followed by&lt;br /&gt;an even greater shout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scottish soldier marches back into the chemistsand with a big grin, addresses the proprietor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The regiment has taken a vote,  he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll have a new one."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4537125729000542671?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4537125729000542671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4537125729000542671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4537125729000542671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4537125729000542671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-just-not-right.html' title='This is just Not Right'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S_Wz9kvGuKI/AAAAAAAABMw/s0-CkPybgeE/s72-c/HGOJ4CA0BSE5JCANUNE5QCA2EI59QCA0H2D3PCA65Q3WXCAK64INRCALB65U5CAE0Z4ARCAC7UOFNCAQ6KKFXCAG9LOC2CAFEMIHWCAJIBFOBCAPUIU6QCAAG5I01CAIW4NEOCARPUM3GCAUPY4AR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-46517841616587209</id><published>2010-05-13T18:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:43:57.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're off Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-yAo2sKfjI/AAAAAAAABMI/xPEdekmZPRQ/s1600/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-yAo2sKfjI/AAAAAAAABMI/xPEdekmZPRQ/s400/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470889086712184370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the Montreal Canadians won their series against the Stanley Cup Champions, Pittsburg Penguins. They took seven games to do it, but they did it, despite being underdogs.&lt;br /&gt;The game took place in Pittsburg, but The Montreal Canadians organization opened The Bell Centre with giant screens  a price  of 7.50$ a seat to watch the spectacular all the proceeds going to The Montreal Canadians charity.&lt;br /&gt;The task was done and the game &amp; series won.&lt;br /&gt;Crowds spilled out from the Bell and every bar and club in the general down town area. &lt;br /&gt;People on walkers children in strollers,&lt;br /&gt;Then the usual "aholes" started. There were broken windows and looters abounded. These images were flashed around the world.&lt;br /&gt;There were arrests and I hope those arrested are prosecuted to the full extent of the law. If they have a criminal record, I hope these events are high lighted. If this is there first, then I wish photos could be published and their employers informed. &lt;br /&gt;Montreal seems to have a history of hockey riots, man do we look stupid&lt;br /&gt;That being said I say on to Philadelphia or Boson.&lt;br /&gt;Go Habs go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-46517841616587209?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/46517841616587209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=46517841616587209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/46517841616587209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/46517841616587209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-were-off-again.html' title='And we&apos;re off Again'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-yAo2sKfjI/AAAAAAAABMI/xPEdekmZPRQ/s72-c/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2182096828023913028</id><published>2010-05-10T14:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:55:48.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Broken Lawnmower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-hWpe2-_5I/AAAAAAAABLo/Nfq4qta2QDg/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-hWpe2-_5I/AAAAAAAABLo/Nfq4qta2QDg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469717018099777426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that&lt;br /&gt;I should get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the truck,&lt;br /&gt;the car, playing golf. Always something more important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily&lt;br /&gt;snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a&lt;br /&gt;short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when&lt;br /&gt;I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2182096828023913028?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2182096828023913028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2182096828023913028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2182096828023913028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2182096828023913028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/broken-lawnmower.html' title='The Broken Lawnmower'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-hWpe2-_5I/AAAAAAAABLo/Nfq4qta2QDg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8638735163736155186</id><published>2010-05-07T13:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:24:20.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now You Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-RMopokQ8I/AAAAAAAABLg/UHa-p_a5hvM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-RMopokQ8I/AAAAAAAABLg/UHa-p_a5hvM/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468580108789105602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARLINGTON CEMETERY  -  Jeopardy Question  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On Jeopardy the other night, the final question was How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns ---- All three missed it --  &lt;br /&gt;  This is really an awesome sight to watch if you've never had the chance,   Very fascinating.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tomb of the Unknown Soldier  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns and    why?  &lt;br /&gt;21 steps. It alludes to the twenty-one gun salute, which is  &lt;br /&gt;the highest honor given any military or foreign dignitary. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How long does he hesitate after his about face to begin his return walk and why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 seconds for the same reason as answer number 1  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why are his gloves wet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gloves are moistened to prevent his losing his grip on the rifle.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Does he carry his rifle on the same shoulder all the time  &lt;br /&gt;and if not, why not?  &lt;br /&gt;He carries the rifle on the shoulder away from the tomb. After his march across the path,he executes an about face and moves the rifle to the outside shoulder.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How often are the guards changed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guards are changed every thirty minutes,  &lt;br /&gt;twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are the physical traits of the guard limited to?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a person to apply for guard duty at the tomb, he must be  &lt;br /&gt;between 5' 10' an d 6' 2' tall and his waist size cannot exceed 30.' Other  &lt;br /&gt;requirements of the Guard: They must commit 2 years of life to guard the  &lt;br /&gt;tomb, live in a barracks under the tomb, and cannot drink any alcohol on  &lt;br /&gt;or off duty for the rest of their lives. They cannot swear in public for the  &lt;br /&gt;rest of their lives and cannot disgrace the uniform {fighting} or the tomb in  &lt;br /&gt;any way. &lt;br /&gt;After two years, the guard is given a wreath pin that is worn on  &lt;br /&gt;their lapel signifying they served as guard of the tomb. There are only  &lt;br /&gt;400 presently worn. The guard must obey these rules for the rest of their  &lt;br /&gt;lives or give up the wreath pin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes are specially made with very thick soles to keep the heat  &lt;br /&gt;and cold from their feet. There are metal heel plates that extend to the  &lt;br /&gt;top of the shoe in order to make the loud click as they come to a halt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no wrinkles, folds or lint on the uniform. Guards dress for duty  &lt;br /&gt;in front of a full-length mirror.  &lt;br /&gt;The first six months of duty a guard cannot talk to anyone, nor  &lt;br /&gt;watch TV. All off duty time is spent studying the 175 notable people laid  &lt;br /&gt;to rest in Arlington National Cemetery ... &lt;br /&gt;A guard must memorize who they are and where they are interred. &lt;br /&gt;Among the notables are: President Taft, Joe E. Lewis {the boxer} and Medal of Honor winner Audie Murphy, {the most  &lt;br /&gt;decorated soldier of WWII} of Hollywood fame.  &lt;br /&gt;Every guard spends five hours a day getting his uniforms ready for  &lt;br /&gt;guard duty..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ETERNAL REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003 as Hurricane Isabelle was approaching Washington , DC , our  &lt;br /&gt;US Senate/House took 2 days off with anticipation of the storm. On the ABC&lt;br /&gt;evening news, it was reported that because of the dangers from the   hurricane, the military members assigned the duty of guarding the Tomb of  &lt;br /&gt;the Unknown Soldier were given permission to suspend the assignment. They respectfully declined the offer, 'No way, Sir!' Soaked to the skin,  &lt;br /&gt;marching in the pelting rain of a tropical storm, they said that guarding  &lt;br /&gt;the Tomb was not just an assignment, it was the highest honor that can be  &lt;br /&gt;afforded to a service person. &lt;br /&gt;The tomb has been patrolled continuously,  &lt;br /&gt;24/7, since 1930.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and keep them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8638735163736155186?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8638735163736155186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8638735163736155186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8638735163736155186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8638735163736155186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-now-you-know.html' title='And Now You Know'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S-RMopokQ8I/AAAAAAAABLg/UHa-p_a5hvM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3887987551613309639</id><published>2010-04-29T23:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:05:36.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woof Woof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9pI4g1CjWI/AAAAAAAABLY/hzzcW0g2dLU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9pI4g1CjWI/AAAAAAAABLY/hzzcW0g2dLU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465761233489792354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this clip&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=pkPNa4DBFHI &lt;br /&gt;(thanks Dave)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3887987551613309639?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3887987551613309639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3887987551613309639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3887987551613309639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3887987551613309639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/woof-woof.html' title='Woof Woof'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9pI4g1CjWI/AAAAAAAABLY/hzzcW0g2dLU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1193529689869398934</id><published>2010-04-27T08:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:59:10.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did I put that Shovel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9bd2H0wICI/AAAAAAAABLQ/mCXnAWad4Is/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9bd2H0wICI/AAAAAAAABLQ/mCXnAWad4Is/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464799119743655970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know when you wake up in the morning and think you might still be asleep? Such was the case this morning. It was a bit chilly in the living room so I decided to close the window, which I had opened yesterday o change the air. I still hadn’t put ob my glasses and thought It was snowing, IT WAS SNOWING!!&lt;br /&gt;Good heavens man, it’s April 27th, I should be taking my coffee to the park, instead of making an appointment to change my winter tires back over, oh well maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1193529689869398934?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1193529689869398934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1193529689869398934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1193529689869398934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1193529689869398934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-did-i-put-that-shovel.html' title='Where did I put that Shovel'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9bd2H0wICI/AAAAAAAABLQ/mCXnAWad4Is/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1626706438541053910</id><published>2010-04-26T05:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T05:14:35.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're getting Sleepy.    NOT !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9VZbikS58I/AAAAAAAABLI/21oEkrUJK-M/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9VZbikS58I/AAAAAAAABLI/21oEkrUJK-M/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464372052554344386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, for the past week or so I’ve had some miserable insomnia. I toss and turn, then I turn and toss. I move from end to end of the couch and from couch to bed and then sometimes back to the couch Maybe Im moving around too much lol) &lt;br /&gt;When I finally do get to sleep it lasts for maybe forty minutes and the cycle starts again. Last night I must in a deep sleep cause I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried getting up and watching some television but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;My blood pressure I spiking a bit, no wonder I’m not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;A few mornings I was wide awake by four or five so I got up. At least at five there is some good radio on CJAD&lt;br /&gt;I also had a two day battle with a “gastro” You know the type, two exits no waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe writing about it will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1626706438541053910?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1626706438541053910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1626706438541053910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1626706438541053910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1626706438541053910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-getting-sleepy-not.html' title='You&apos;re getting Sleepy.    NOT !'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S9VZbikS58I/AAAAAAAABLI/21oEkrUJK-M/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4167789486518083399</id><published>2010-04-21T04:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:18:00.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Read all About It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S860cfa3ilI/AAAAAAAABLA/YcYdR1glmPg/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S860cfa3ilI/AAAAAAAABLA/YcYdR1glmPg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462501799610518098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day readers.&lt;br /&gt;It’s four after four Wednesday morning. Tuesday I was up over twenty-four hours, so at least I got a few hours sleep. For the past week or so I have been battling a spring cold and a touch of food poisoning, actually I think the water in my building is messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Since I last posted I was informed by the Regie des rentes, that I will commence receiving my Quebec pension as of the end of October.&lt;br /&gt;I also am in the process of applying for a Canadian passport, one never knows when one will have to slip away to Plattsburg to get a cigar. It’s quiet a process, first you have to have a birth certificate (in my case a Quebec certificate) which costs about 30$ and takes approximately three weeks to procure, then the passport application &amp; another wait.&lt;br /&gt;Not much else new with me, what’s new with you ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4167789486518083399?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4167789486518083399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4167789486518083399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4167789486518083399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4167789486518083399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/read-all-about-it.html' title='Read all About It'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S860cfa3ilI/AAAAAAAABLA/YcYdR1glmPg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6655167764271631057</id><published>2010-04-05T22:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:47:27.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7qgfLNtVMI/AAAAAAAABK4/Eg_EqaL91XE/s1600/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7qgfLNtVMI/AAAAAAAABK4/Eg_EqaL91XE/s320/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456850355959452866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi &amp; happy  Monday to you&lt;br /&gt;There is a television series which I believe is it its last series before it will be allotted to syndication &lt;br /&gt;I have never watched one episode of this show and frankly could not care less.&lt;br /&gt;For this weeks show promos they have chosen a music bed of pipes playing Amazing Grace. Amazing Grace has in recent years become the hymn of choice to many as they bid farewell to loved ones. Perhaps because of the line in Amazing Grace, which says “I once was LOST”, clever if you’re in grade five&lt;br /&gt;The producers of Lost could have chosen from a plethora of musical selections, instead they chose Amazing Grace, a pox on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6655167764271631057?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6655167764271631057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6655167764271631057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6655167764271631057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6655167764271631057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7qgfLNtVMI/AAAAAAAABK4/Eg_EqaL91XE/s72-c/W8ZSJCAQPMUF7CAU9MSHZCAL3ZVZ6CANGDLNOCAAUT0X6CA1GKVLTCAHH1F3LCAGK3UJCCARV7X8ACA5MHU9CCALG9PE6CAVWU67HCAVVJ31QCA4GAM3VCAI7WS5LCAGZMS1XCACIMCZACAE44KYU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7025490780911015342</id><published>2010-04-02T21:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:54:57.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and When I Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7af0W3xOiI/AAAAAAAABKw/odutC-Hd45A/s1600/Rip_Tombstone_Red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7af0W3xOiI/AAAAAAAABKw/odutC-Hd45A/s320/Rip_Tombstone_Red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455723720447441442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much being said today about the celebration of life, how when most  “go” they want to be remembered  for the life they lived, and how the celebration of life should be remembered, such is my case as well BUT as selfish as it may seem I want someone to shed a tear that I am no longer with them, THEN have a glass in my honour.&lt;br /&gt;Have I chosen cremation; I guess I better make up my mind soon, till then???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7025490780911015342?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7025490780911015342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7025490780911015342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7025490780911015342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7025490780911015342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-when-i-die.html' title='and When I Die'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7af0W3xOiI/AAAAAAAABKw/odutC-Hd45A/s72-c/Rip_Tombstone_Red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5827657159719573529</id><published>2010-03-29T19:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:38:08.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Poke me There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7E5y35eGnI/AAAAAAAABKo/TDcvmu1HWsY/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7E5y35eGnI/AAAAAAAABKo/TDcvmu1HWsY/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454204169883622002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veteran Pillsbury spokesman, Pop-N-Fresh, died yesterday of a severe yeast infection. He was 71. Known to friends as Brown-n-serve. Fresh was an avid gardener and tennis player. &lt;br /&gt;Fresh was buried in one of the largest funeral ceremonies in recent years. Dozens of celebrities turned out including Mrs. Butterworth, the California Raisins, Hungry Jack, Aunt Jemima, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Skippy. &lt;br /&gt;The graveside was piled high with flours as longtime friend Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy, describing Fresh as a man who "never knew how much he was kneaded." &lt;br /&gt;Fresh rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with many turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes - conned by those who buttered him up. Still, even as crusty old man, he was a roll model for millions. &lt;br /&gt;Fresh is survived by his second wife. They have two children and another bun in the oven. &lt;br /&gt;The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5827657159719573529?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5827657159719573529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5827657159719573529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5827657159719573529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5827657159719573529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-poke-me-there.html' title='Don&apos;t Poke me There'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S7E5y35eGnI/AAAAAAAABKo/TDcvmu1HWsY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7447395002856158782</id><published>2010-03-24T15:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:25:26.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Since 1950</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S6pnB0rdlqI/AAAAAAAABKg/ERxkZ5h90jA/s1600/UY57WCAZ9TE7PCASM62PYCAPA6475CAGE3A0RCAG3K0UJCAQ6PE7ZCAX1MV50CAOT0ZZACAJK1YDOCA26G30HCAUXY50YCA8P5YEVCAKEFDZWCA9FV1AOCAOC6Q9ZCAZ9JWWTCAZ07DQSCA5W01LH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 83px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S6pnB0rdlqI/AAAAAAAABKg/ERxkZ5h90jA/s320/UY57WCAZ9TE7PCASM62PYCAPA6475CAGE3A0RCAG3K0UJCAQ6PE7ZCAX1MV50CAOT0ZZACAJK1YDOCA26G30HCAUXY50YCA8P5YEVCAKEFDZWCA9FV1AOCAOC6Q9ZCAZ9JWWTCAZ07DQSCA5W01LH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452283579903874722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I filed out the papers to receive my pension as of October of this year. Strange as it feels I paid into this fund for over thirty years, so I’m entitled right?&lt;br /&gt;I could have waited another five years, but who knows where I’ll be in five years. I am still able to work and make X per year without penalty. &lt;br /&gt;So to all of you contributing to the fund thank-you, may you get your turn in time. To those already collecting hi friends &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7447395002856158782?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7447395002856158782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7447395002856158782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7447395002856158782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7447395002856158782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/since-1950.html' title='Since 1950'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S6pnB0rdlqI/AAAAAAAABKg/ERxkZ5h90jA/s72-c/UY57WCAZ9TE7PCASM62PYCAPA6475CAGE3A0RCAG3K0UJCAQ6PE7ZCAX1MV50CAOT0ZZACAJK1YDOCA26G30HCAUXY50YCA8P5YEVCAKEFDZWCA9FV1AOCAOC6Q9ZCAZ9JWWTCAZ07DQSCA5W01LH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7138944835604124457</id><published>2010-03-22T18:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:04:59.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Ringy Dingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S6f0r_BzkLI/AAAAAAAABKY/bcnLddqcJ7k/s1600-h/4HSS5CAMKNY78CALVZZF8CA39SSHTCA1FS2UVCAMQPK81CAMIJCFZCALY9EHTCAZT4XMZCA467G3ZCAQCTUSTCAKUEE8ACADEQX7BCALDHF6YCA9X7BC8CA3A7RDGCAO4TY6FCAYH36VLCA2VY4TN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 89px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S6f0r_BzkLI/AAAAAAAABKY/bcnLddqcJ7k/s320/4HSS5CAMKNY78CALVZZF8CA39SSHTCA1FS2UVCAMQPK81CAMIJCFZCALY9EHTCAZT4XMZCA467G3ZCAQCTUSTCAKUEE8ACADEQX7BCALDHF6YCA9X7BC8CA3A7RDGCAO4TY6FCAYH36VLCA2VY4TN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451594910445834418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I suppered with the family of my very best friend (who has since passed) Present were his wife and children, Terry and Wendy. Also there was Terry’s girl friend Nat and Wendy’s friend Dustin.&lt;br /&gt;The meal was fantastic, roast “beast” with all the trimmings and the appropriate beverages, topped by a “to die for” apple crisp.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that stands out in my mind was when we started talking about communication. Terry does not have a land line or a cell phone. &lt;br /&gt;When I asked him how he communicates with the he simply smiled and pointed at Nat. &lt;br /&gt;He is the only person in the world I know who doesn’t “need” a phone.&lt;br /&gt;How on earth does he order pizza ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7138944835604124457?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7138944835604124457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7138944835604124457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7138944835604124457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7138944835604124457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-ringy-dingy.html' title='One Ringy Dingy'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S6f0r_BzkLI/AAAAAAAABKY/bcnLddqcJ7k/s72-c/4HSS5CAMKNY78CALVZZF8CA39SSHTCA1FS2UVCAMQPK81CAMIJCFZCALY9EHTCAZT4XMZCA467G3ZCAQCTUSTCAKUEE8ACADEQX7BCALDHF6YCA9X7BC8CA3A7RDGCAO4TY6FCAYH36VLCA2VY4TN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5427400088358389673</id><published>2010-03-05T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:00:59.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In all our SONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S5HNelQ0X2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/OZ1PM8hXQUk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S5HNelQ0X2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/OZ1PM8hXQUk/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445359349750062946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best news I’ve had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week the government of Canada announced they were considering changing the words to our National Anthem, O Canada. They wanted to make our Anthem more politically correct. They wanted to replace the word in all our sons commend to….wait I forget what it was, it did however contain the word dost, looked up dost in the dictionary couldn’t find it (crap dictionary)&lt;br /&gt;Today Steve recanted and our National Anthem will remain unchanged, good job too cause the next election I would have remembered the big X.&lt;br /&gt;God bless Canada, and our sons !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5427400088358389673?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5427400088358389673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5427400088358389673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5427400088358389673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5427400088358389673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-all-our-sons.html' title='In all our SONS'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S5HNelQ0X2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/OZ1PM8hXQUk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7652491638832674574</id><published>2010-02-28T23:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:51:22.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to be a Cunuk........NOT !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4tEEHjkAyI/AAAAAAAABKI/Nege_NnHtG0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4tEEHjkAyI/AAAAAAAABKI/Nege_NnHtG0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443519412145750818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart throbbed, my heart stopped, my heart did double time……thanks Sid.&lt;br /&gt;Canada won more gold medals then the rest of the world, cool huh?? &lt;br /&gt;.....And US you are #1 in hockey of all the world's losers&lt;br /&gt;Canadian eh ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7652491638832674574?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7652491638832674574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7652491638832674574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7652491638832674574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7652491638832674574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-heart-throbbed-my-heart-stopped-my.html' title='Hard to be a Cunuk........NOT !!'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4tEEHjkAyI/AAAAAAAABKI/Nege_NnHtG0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6302648977664761881</id><published>2010-02-27T08:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:34:14.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Canada you Say  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4kfQsnYz7I/AAAAAAAABKA/uKbD1FqpuMg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4kfQsnYz7I/AAAAAAAABKA/uKbD1FqpuMg/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442915996368687026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thebiglead.com/index.php/2010/02/26/olympic-village-runs-out-of-condoms-buys-a-few-thousand-cases/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6302648977664761881?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6302648977664761881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6302648977664761881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6302648977664761881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6302648977664761881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/only-in-canada-you-say.html' title='Only in Canada you Say  :)'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4kfQsnYz7I/AAAAAAAABKA/uKbD1FqpuMg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1971926289378296230</id><published>2010-02-22T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:41:32.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Please !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4NOQ3DZWzI/AAAAAAAABJ4/6G8IM6MfBm4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4NOQ3DZWzI/AAAAAAAABJ4/6G8IM6MfBm4/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441278826356759346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I’ve had it with those who must be,&lt;br /&gt;There are calls to reshape hotdogs so kids don’t choke on them. Are parents daft? If your kid is choking on a hotdog, break out the Kraft diner.&lt;br /&gt;Montreal is the hotdog capital of Canada (with perhaps the dog stands out side Union Station in Toronto)&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are one of the food groups here in Quebec !! change nothin !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1971926289378296230?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1971926289378296230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1971926289378296230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1971926289378296230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1971926289378296230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-please.html' title='Oh Please !!'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S4NOQ3DZWzI/AAAAAAAABJ4/6G8IM6MfBm4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3762618620706721188</id><published>2010-02-18T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:36:10.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh That Feels Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S335C2v6slI/AAAAAAAABJw/CXs3VTJFC28/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S335C2v6slI/AAAAAAAABJw/CXs3VTJFC28/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439777752384975442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An 80-year-old man goes for a physical. All of his tests come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with normal results. The doctor says, 'George, everything looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. How are you doing mentally and emotionally? Are you at  peace with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George replies, 'God and I are tight. He knows I have poor eyesight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he's fixed it so when I get up in the middle of the night to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the bathroom, 'poof'!, the light goes on. When I'm done, 'poof''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light goes off.' 'Wow, that's incredible,' the doctor says.  A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little later in the day, the doctor calls George's wife. Ethel,' he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says, 'George is doing fine but I had to call you because I'm in awe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of his relationship with God. Is it true that he gets up during the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night and 'poof'! the light goes on in the  bathroom, and when he's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done, 'poof'! The light goes off?' 'OH MY GOD!' Ethel exclaims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He's peeing in the fridge again!!!!'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3762618620706721188?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3762618620706721188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3762618620706721188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3762618620706721188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3762618620706721188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/ahhh-that-feels-better.html' title='Ahhh That Feels Better'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S335C2v6slI/AAAAAAAABJw/CXs3VTJFC28/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-9180679702768379709</id><published>2010-02-16T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:02:18.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless them thar Newfies</title><content type='html'>Smart-ass Americian tourist asks a Newfie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Why do Scuba divers always fall backwards off their boats?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the Newfie replies:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Are you stunned bye ?  -  If they fell forwards they'd still be in the frigin boat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-9180679702768379709?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9180679702768379709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=9180679702768379709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/9180679702768379709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/9180679702768379709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/bless-them-thar-newfies.html' title='Bless them thar Newfies'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8271518199574517092</id><published>2010-02-15T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:21:29.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New T.V.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3oPLFaGNNI/AAAAAAAABJo/tz5taz9wWXc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3oPLFaGNNI/AAAAAAAABJo/tz5taz9wWXc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438676183107908818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was deliberating over a new television and asked the young salesperson its country of origin. The clerk disappeared into the stockroom to look on the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his return he announced to the customer that the television in question was "Built in Antenna."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8271518199574517092?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8271518199574517092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8271518199574517092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8271518199574517092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8271518199574517092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-tv.html' title='A New T.V.'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3oPLFaGNNI/AAAAAAAABJo/tz5taz9wWXc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2052539617418832705</id><published>2010-02-13T16:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:43:13.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3ccUVCzgoI/AAAAAAAABJY/d45qNaoAO00/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 117px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3ccUVCzgoI/AAAAAAAABJY/d45qNaoAO00/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437846210645033602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恭喜發財&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung Hei Fat Choi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2052539617418832705?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2052539617418832705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2052539617418832705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2052539617418832705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2052539617418832705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3ccUVCzgoI/AAAAAAAABJY/d45qNaoAO00/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7468639181251571386</id><published>2010-02-13T15:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:01:20.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't Know That</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3cTA1t-ldI/AAAAAAAABJQ/WlHE_1Q5nbI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 95px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3cTA1t-ldI/AAAAAAAABJQ/WlHE_1Q5nbI/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437835980214015442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The one sport in which neither the spectators nor the participants  know the score or the leader until the contest ends: Boxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. North American landmark constantly moving backward:   Niagara Falls.  (The rim is worn down about two and a half feet each year because of the millions of gallons of water that rush over it every minute.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Only two vegetables that can live to produce on their own for several growing seasons: Asparagus and rhubarb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The fruit with its seeds on the outside: Strawberry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How did the pear get inside the brandy bottle?  It grew inside the bottle.  The bottles are placed over pear buds when they are small, and are wired in place on the tree.  The bottle is left in place for the entire growing season. When the pears are ripe, they are snipped off at the stems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Three English words beginning with dw: Dwarf, dwell and dwindle... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fourteen punctuation marks in English grammar: Period, comma, colon, semicolon, dash, hyphen, apostrophe, question mark, exclamation point, quotation mark, brackets, parenthesis, braces, and ellip ses.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The only vegetable or fruit never sold frozen, canned, processed, cooked, or in any other form but fresh: Lettuce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Six or more things you can wear on your feet beginning with 'S':  Shoes, socks, sandals, sneakers, slippers, skis, skates, snowshoes, stockings, stilts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7468639181251571386?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7468639181251571386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7468639181251571386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7468639181251571386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7468639181251571386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-didnt-know-that.html' title='I didn&apos;t Know That'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3cTA1t-ldI/AAAAAAAABJQ/WlHE_1Q5nbI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7480713341742972566</id><published>2010-02-08T18:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:42:45.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts, Minutes Later</title><content type='html'>There once was a couple named Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;Who had to walk belly to belly,&lt;br /&gt;Because, in their haste,.&lt;br /&gt;They used library paste,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of petroleum  jelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7480713341742972566?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7480713341742972566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7480713341742972566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7480713341742972566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7480713341742972566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts-minutes-later.html' title='Thoughts, Minutes Later'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6279303718001299062</id><published>2010-02-08T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:43:33.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honeymoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3CTh1vOfEI/AAAAAAAABJI/mYRwrdWq198/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3CTh1vOfEI/AAAAAAAABJI/mYRwrdWq198/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436006959806315586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Mary get married But couldn't  afford a honeymoon.  &lt;br /&gt;So they go back to Paul's Mom and Dad's house&lt;br /&gt;For their first night together.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;In the morning ,Johnny - Paul's little brother - &lt;br /&gt;gets up and has his breakfast.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As he is  going out of the door to go to school - he asks his mom If Paul and Mary are  up yet.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She replies -  No.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Johnny asks -  Do you know what I think ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His  mom replies - I don't want to hear What you think ! Just go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny comes home for lunch and asks his mom - &lt;br /&gt;Are Paul and Mary up yet ? &lt;br /&gt;She replies - No.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny says -  Do you know what I think ?   &lt;br /&gt; His mom replies -  Never mind what  you think ! Eat your lunch and go back  to school ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school -  Johnny comes home and asks again - &lt;br /&gt;Are Paul and Mary up yet ? &lt;br /&gt;His mom says -  No.    &lt;br /&gt; He asks - Do you know what I think ?   &lt;br /&gt; His mom replies - Ok -  now tell me what you think &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says - Last night Paul came to my room for the Vaseline and I think..I gave him my super glue. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6279303718001299062?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6279303718001299062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6279303718001299062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6279303718001299062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6279303718001299062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/honeymoon.html' title='The Honeymoon'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S3CTh1vOfEI/AAAAAAAABJI/mYRwrdWq198/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4916211878244202035</id><published>2010-02-02T23:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:07:36.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Hail Marys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2j2aDFFDDI/AAAAAAAABJA/6LexhiSspNc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 78px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2j2aDFFDDI/AAAAAAAABJA/6LexhiSspNc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433863877786143794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman takes her lover home during the day while her husband is at work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 9-year old son comes home unexpectedly; he sees them and hides in the bedroom closet to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman's husband also comes home.&lt;br /&gt;She puts her lover in the closet, not realizing that the little boy is in there already.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The little boy says, 'Dark in here.'&lt;br /&gt;The man says, 'Yes, it is.'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'I have a baseball.'&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'That's nice'&lt;br /&gt;Boy:  'Want to buy it?'&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'No, thanks.'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'My Dad's outside.'&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'OK, how much?'&lt;br /&gt;Boy:  '$250' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the lover are in the closet together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Dark in here...'&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'Yes, it is.'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'I have a baseball glove.'&lt;br /&gt;The lover, remembering the last time,&lt;br /&gt;Asks the boy, how much?'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: '$750'&lt;br /&gt;Man: 'Sold.'  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A few days later, the Dad says to the boy, 'Grab your glove, let's go outside and have a game of catch.'&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, 'I can't, I sold my baseball and my glove.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Dad asks, 'How much did you sell them for?'&lt;br /&gt;Boy:  '$1,000'   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Dad says, 'That's terrible to over charge your friends like that...that is way more than those two things cost. I'm taking you to church, to confession.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They go to the church and the Dad makes the little boy sit in the confessional booth and closes the door... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The boy says, 'Dark in here.'&lt;br /&gt;The priest says, 'Don't start that s&amp;^% again; you're in my closet now!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4916211878244202035?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4916211878244202035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4916211878244202035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4916211878244202035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4916211878244202035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/three-hail-marys.html' title='Three Hail Marys'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2j2aDFFDDI/AAAAAAAABJA/6LexhiSspNc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2966997961630196314</id><published>2010-02-02T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:51:32.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A good  'ol Kids Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2g75T2ZrqI/AAAAAAAABI4/MkmVQI5aAU8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2g75T2ZrqI/AAAAAAAABI4/MkmVQI5aAU8/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433658806189534882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/tictacscare.swf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2966997961630196314?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2966997961630196314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2966997961630196314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2966997961630196314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2966997961630196314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-ol-kids-game.html' title='A good  &apos;ol Kids Game'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2g75T2ZrqI/AAAAAAAABI4/MkmVQI5aAU8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4565932302357630695</id><published>2010-02-01T23:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:44:34.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle me This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2etpQCCDfI/AAAAAAAABIw/4qYSJDXs5uU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2etpQCCDfI/AAAAAAAABIw/4qYSJDXs5uU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433502399635525106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.oldjoeblack.0nyx.com/thinktst.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4565932302357630695?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4565932302357630695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4565932302357630695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4565932302357630695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4565932302357630695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/riddle-me-this.html' title='Riddle me This'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2etpQCCDfI/AAAAAAAABIw/4qYSJDXs5uU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1364290240095862790</id><published>2010-02-01T22:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:08:38.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glug glug Glug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2efQt9xxaI/AAAAAAAABIo/Vtiv6TlLwgg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2efQt9xxaI/AAAAAAAABIo/Vtiv6TlLwgg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433486585011226018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director, "How do you determine whether or not a patient should be institutionalized."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No." said the Director, "A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1364290240095862790?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1364290240095862790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1364290240095862790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1364290240095862790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1364290240095862790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/glug-glug.html' title='Glug glug Glug'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2efQt9xxaI/AAAAAAAABIo/Vtiv6TlLwgg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3448274597086395449</id><published>2010-02-01T09:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:13:53.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's That Noise ?</title><content type='html'>A firefighter was working on the engine outside the station, when he noticed a little girl nearby in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides, and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was wearing a firefighters helmet. The wagon was being pulled by her dog and her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The firefighter walked over to take a closer look. 'That sure is a nice fire truck,' the firefighter said with admiration.&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks,' the girl replied.&lt;br /&gt;The firefighter looked a little closer. the girl had tied the wagon to her dog's collar and to the cat's testicles. &lt;br /&gt;'Little partner,' the firefighter said, 'I don't want to tell you how to run your rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's collar, I think you could go faster.'&lt;br /&gt;'You're probably right, but then I wouldn't have a siren .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3448274597086395449?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3448274597086395449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3448274597086395449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3448274597086395449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3448274597086395449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-that-noise.html' title='What&apos;s That Noise ?'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6848913984249492083</id><published>2010-01-30T20:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:45:41.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaps Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2Tgnfjj5fI/AAAAAAAABIg/35bY6vRd1D0/s1600-h/DSCN0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2Tgnfjj5fI/AAAAAAAABIg/35bY6vRd1D0/s400/DSCN0590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432714019605833202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is the norm in Montreal, several times a winter a bone chillin day can happen. Temps can plummet to polar bear levels. &lt;br /&gt;Today was such a day. With the wind factored in the temperature was about -30c.&lt;br /&gt;You can dress in layers, put hand warmers in your gloves and yes wear long johns (you the ones with the trap door) but -30c is -30c. Today and yesterday were such days, tomorrow…..???&lt;br /&gt;It takes the car heater for ever to get toasty and of course waiting for a bus is a challenge. &lt;br /&gt;So with my new hat, I faced the chill of a Quebec winter and with winds blowing off the St. Lawrence River, I made it a two flaps down day.&lt;br /&gt;At least there are no mosquitoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6848913984249492083?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6848913984249492083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6848913984249492083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6848913984249492083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6848913984249492083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/flaps-down.html' title='Flaps Down'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S2Tgnfjj5fI/AAAAAAAABIg/35bY6vRd1D0/s72-c/DSCN0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6020487374898341238</id><published>2010-01-29T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:30:59.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye to Radio</title><content type='html'>As of 7 PM tonight there is no 940 AM radio.&lt;br /&gt;Right now and as of 10 AM this morning they play just a loop of the demise,&lt;br /&gt;Some how 940 was CFCF the first radio station in North America.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely AM radio in Montreal is disappearing, Montreal, Canada’s greatest city. Second to none&lt;br /&gt;I love radio those of you who know me know that.&lt;br /&gt;We have CJAD and to have that we are to put up with Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;I guess there’s  always satellite radio OR CFRB on line, with brilliant broadcasters like Bill Carroll &lt;br /&gt;I did a search on Google and as of yet I was unable to find an entry to accompany this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Thank-you 940&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20100129/mtl_940_690_cancelled100129/20100129?hub=EntertainmentV2&lt;br /&gt;http://blog.fagstein.com/2010/01/29/corus-shuts-down-cinf-cinw/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6020487374898341238?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6020487374898341238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6020487374898341238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6020487374898341238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6020487374898341238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-to-radio.html' title='Bye to Radio'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4247958459005262254</id><published>2010-01-16T09:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:07:18.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pants on the Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S1HHo6-ViBI/AAAAAAAABIY/EBJZ81Cy8KE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S1HHo6-ViBI/AAAAAAAABIY/EBJZ81Cy8KE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427338531797567506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ya need a laugh, then here ya go  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYxeGdOk22I&amp;NR=1 &lt;br /&gt;This from American Idol, and General Platt takes on the Hip Hop movement, that encourages its followers to sport their pants half way down their legs, and hats sideways.&lt;br /&gt;General Platt is way past the age  limits for A.I. but fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4247958459005262254?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4247958459005262254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4247958459005262254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4247958459005262254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4247958459005262254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-ya-need-laugh-then-here-ya-go.html' title='Pants on the Ground'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S1HHo6-ViBI/AAAAAAAABIY/EBJZ81Cy8KE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6034016237711267875</id><published>2010-01-15T09:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:22:11.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Salute You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S1B55wZ48lI/AAAAAAAABIQ/1Dfar7LNleo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S1B55wZ48lI/AAAAAAAABIQ/1Dfar7LNleo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426971584134443602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now…I am not a Yankee doodler, nor an Obama lover but kudos to the Americans. Countries through out the world are quick to condemn the states when ever they make an unpopular move in the world. They burn their flags and hang Osama in effigy &lt;br /&gt;BUT the moment the Haiti tragedy too place the U.S. were the first to get on the bandwagon and get things moving.&lt;br /&gt;Damn whom you must, but be sure they are amongst the top humanitarians on the earth, God bless America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6034016237711267875?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6034016237711267875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6034016237711267875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6034016237711267875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6034016237711267875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-salute-you.html' title='I Salute You'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S1B55wZ48lI/AAAAAAAABIQ/1Dfar7LNleo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1987652739409191659</id><published>2010-01-14T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:35:39.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hum that tune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0_GZQ4ZetI/AAAAAAAABII/CG0gybs8JlM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 42px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0_GZQ4ZetI/AAAAAAAABII/CG0gybs8JlM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426774213335284434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead have some fun&lt;br /&gt;http://www.joshhosler.biz/NumberOneInHistory/SelectMonth.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1987652739409191659?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1987652739409191659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1987652739409191659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1987652739409191659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1987652739409191659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/hum-that-tune.html' title='Hum that tune'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0_GZQ4ZetI/AAAAAAAABII/CG0gybs8JlM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4967774379079853434</id><published>2010-01-13T21:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:29:44.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S059EBQWwWI/AAAAAAAABH4/xs2Jfgw8VO0/s1600-h/000066401_20100113_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S059EBQWwWI/AAAAAAAABH4/xs2Jfgw8VO0/s400/000066401_20100113_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426412109038010722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I dedicate my blog space to Alex, Alex Franzidis. On Saturday I will attend his interment, he was sixty-four and expired from pancreatic cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Alex was my regional manager at Astral Photo for many years. In the time we shared together, I was his communications guy for the stores in our region, more importantly I was a store manager, who answered to him.&lt;br /&gt;Alex had the gift of being able to pat you on the back and say “well done” More importantly unlike other supervisor guys he wasn’t afraid to roll up his sleeves and say “let’s get it done”&lt;br /&gt;Many times my joy was to see his tail lights leave the parking lot, but when all was said &amp; done Alex was the best boss I had, rest in peace Alex &amp; thank-you&lt;br /&gt;OBITUARY&lt;strong&gt; ALEXANDRE FRANZIDIS&lt;/strong&gt; 1945 - 2010 Alexandre died peacefully January 4, 2010, at the age of sixty-four. He will be sadly missed by his wife Claudette Bertrand, his children Jean-Pierre (Indrani Barron) and Catherine (Gil Bellemare) and his brother Pierre (Aline Misrahi). A celebration of his life will take place at his home for family and friends on Thursday, January 14 and Friday, January 15 from 3 to 8 p.m. A funeral service will be held Saturday, January 16 at 11 a.m. at: Notre-Dame-des-Neiges 5366 chemin Cote-des-Neiges In lieu of flowers, the family would appreciate donations to Les amis canadiens de Bambi-Egypte or to the Jewish General Hospital Foundation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4967774379079853434?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4967774379079853434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4967774379079853434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4967774379079853434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4967774379079853434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-i-dedicate-my-blog-space-to-alex.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S059EBQWwWI/AAAAAAAABH4/xs2Jfgw8VO0/s72-c/000066401_20100113_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5403094377514467565</id><published>2010-01-04T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:51:22.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Step to the Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0J-2Mp4wAI/AAAAAAAABHw/S5JxVqEeW4s/s1600-h/insidelantabus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0J-2Mp4wAI/AAAAAAAABHw/S5JxVqEeW4s/s200/insidelantabus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423036370882445314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my car to work everyday (that’s 2 or 3 days a week) &lt;br /&gt;I fully realize that this is not the environmentally or politically thing to do. May I introduce some math. I put about twenty dollars every two weeks in gas. This includes my voyages to work. A Montreal monthly transit pass cost seventy dollars. The bus drivers in this town are crabby, and over paid, ready to strike at the drop of a hat, not their hat cause unlike other metropolitan centre’s are not required to sport uniforms (the union took care of that burden.) A average transit worker in this city looks like a slob, and hates to speak English, as a second class citizen of Quebec I guess I should be use to this self imposed atrocity.&lt;br /&gt; The answer …… walk to work, try again Rocky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5403094377514467565?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5403094377514467565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5403094377514467565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5403094377514467565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5403094377514467565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/step-to-back.html' title='Step to the Back.'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0J-2Mp4wAI/AAAAAAAABHw/S5JxVqEeW4s/s72-c/insidelantabus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-3237766389896019970</id><published>2010-01-03T18:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:27:05.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecutters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0EntC1MxNI/AAAAAAAABHo/LQBlHn4skR4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0EntC1MxNI/AAAAAAAABHo/LQBlHn4skR4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422659081138390226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Keith’s Thoughts 2010&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know how or where to start, but while watching the CTV (Montreal edition) a story about the weather was aired. It was a story about the activities that Montrealers were doing today. One man mentioned that he had put his kid on cheesecutters, not skates but cheesecutters. &lt;br /&gt;This sparked my memories of years gone by. Cheesecutters are boots with blades on each side of the boot (for balance) and make you believe you can skate. &lt;br /&gt;Now….you have had a pair of cheesecutters and “skated” on a local rink, like the one in Woodland Park. &lt;br /&gt;Even when wearing “cutters” I managed to fall on my backside, but then again that happens when I walk.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Google images for a photo for this blog, but the only cheesecutter images I could find were pictures of things that cut cheese, weird huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-3237766389896019970?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3237766389896019970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=3237766389896019970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3237766389896019970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/3237766389896019970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheesecutters.html' title='Cheesecutters'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/S0EntC1MxNI/AAAAAAAABHo/LQBlHn4skR4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-5427515621815725655</id><published>2009-12-24T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:08:57.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Played my Best for Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SzQ520L00bI/AAAAAAAABHg/jFUBnruURuk/s1600-h/6a00d8341c683453ef00e54f9bdd628834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SzQ520L00bI/AAAAAAAABHg/jFUBnruURuk/s200/6a00d8341c683453ef00e54f9bdd628834-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419019865517511090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas carols come &amp; go.&lt;br /&gt;Although not a carol my favorite Christmas song is The Little Drummer Boy. &lt;br /&gt;He had no gifts for the King but he had a gift, the gift from his heart and that was the gift of music, and as the words go “I Played My Best for Him.”.... And He smiled at me. &lt;br /&gt;How joyful if in life if all we need do is play our best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-5427515621815725655?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5427515621815725655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=5427515621815725655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5427515621815725655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/5427515621815725655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-played-my-best-for-him.html' title='I Played my Best for Him'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SzQ520L00bI/AAAAAAAABHg/jFUBnruURuk/s72-c/6a00d8341c683453ef00e54f9bdd628834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2731399532317018675</id><published>2009-12-24T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:28:29.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scottish Blessing for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SzQjFOhPjkI/AAAAAAAABHY/oknU-w_rl34/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SzQjFOhPjkI/AAAAAAAABHY/oknU-w_rl34/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418994824337395266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hae meat and cannae eat&lt;br /&gt;Some would eat that want it&lt;br /&gt;But we hae meat and we can eat&lt;br /&gt;Sae let the Lord be thankit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and happiness in 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2731399532317018675?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2731399532317018675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2731399532317018675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2731399532317018675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2731399532317018675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/scottish-blessing-for-you.html' title='A Scottish Blessing for You'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SzQjFOhPjkI/AAAAAAAABHY/oknU-w_rl34/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4277456298727429919</id><published>2009-12-20T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:45:10.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate it when this Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sy634F2F3lI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ji8fiJPrlIA/s1600-h/ad_telus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sy634F2F3lI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ji8fiJPrlIA/s320/ad_telus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417469576042896978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr for the last two days I can’t get the song outta my head.&lt;br /&gt;Is it the Halleluiah chorus from Handle’s Messiah….no !&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Leaving on a Jet plane from Peter, Paul &amp; Mary ….I only wish.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in my mind is TELUS’s commercial song “ I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas”&lt;br /&gt;Day &amp; night the tune haunts me. &lt;br /&gt;I wake up with it on my mind &amp; find myself singing it all-day (to myself, thank goodness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a hippopotamus for Christmas &lt;br /&gt;Only a hippopotamus will do &lt;br /&gt;No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses &lt;br /&gt;I only like….. hippopotamuses &lt;br /&gt;And hippopotamuses like me too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4277456298727429919?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4277456298727429919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4277456298727429919' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4277456298727429919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4277456298727429919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hate-it-when-that-happens.html' title='I Hate it when this Happens'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sy634F2F3lI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ji8fiJPrlIA/s72-c/ad_telus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7410629745842573853</id><published>2009-12-18T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:26:35.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And There Were in the same Country...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Syw5q3HKZgI/AAAAAAAABGo/EpjIM63CPco/s1600-h/Full8312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Syw5q3HKZgI/AAAAAAAABGo/EpjIM63CPco/s320/Full8312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416767860331144706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about one week before Christmas. Soon the stores will be closed and shuttered; the streets will be dark and bare. &lt;br /&gt;The season for the most part will be at its climax and the happiness of the times will thrill the children’s heart, with crumpled wrapping paper covering the floor. &lt;br /&gt;As older folk we reflect on Christmases past, some extremely happy,some sad, in remembrance of those who physically are not here.&lt;br /&gt;May I wish you the best the season can I offer, may you discover the joy of youth and the knowledge of  the past.&lt;br /&gt;God bless all who read this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7410629745842573853?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7410629745842573853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7410629745842573853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7410629745842573853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7410629745842573853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-there-were-in-same-country.html' title='And There Were in the same Country...'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Syw5q3HKZgI/AAAAAAAABGo/EpjIM63CPco/s72-c/Full8312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8829517867153146222</id><published>2009-12-06T15:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:11:20.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But  Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SxwP1hilRlI/AAAAAAAABGc/W5ATSwjw7aM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 77px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SxwP1hilRlI/AAAAAAAABGc/W5ATSwjw7aM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412218264403396178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was twenty years ago today that Montreal recorded one of its darkest events,&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years ago a gunman shot and killed fourteen young female students at the Polytechnique de Montreal. &lt;br /&gt;It was the last day of school on a day much like this, dull &amp; over cast Little did the students know that not only was it the last day of school but their last day of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8829517867153146222?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8829517867153146222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8829517867153146222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8829517867153146222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8829517867153146222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-why.html' title='But  Why'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SxwP1hilRlI/AAAAAAAABGc/W5ATSwjw7aM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7004188943513887710</id><published>2009-11-29T19:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:51:35.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Fudge !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SxMSE7jATmI/AAAAAAAABGU/0TGJ3fzVRA4/s1600/greycup1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SxMSE7jATmI/AAAAAAAABGU/0TGJ3fzVRA4/s320/greycup1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409687453315386978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I’m ticked&lt;br /&gt;All day I was anticipating watching the Grey Cup game between SASKATCHEWAN and Montreal .&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my disappointement when I discovered that the CBC, CTV or Global was not caring the game &lt;br /&gt;I have the most basic of cable services, but not to be able to watch the Canadian football classic…. Shame on them all&lt;br /&gt;Oh I figured it out though, the CBC isn’t covering the game because Toronto isn’t competing. &lt;br /&gt;At that rate we wouldn’t see the Stanley Cup either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7004188943513887710?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7004188943513887710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7004188943513887710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7004188943513887710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7004188943513887710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ah-fudge.html' title='Ah Fudge !!!'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SxMSE7jATmI/AAAAAAAABGU/0TGJ3fzVRA4/s72-c/greycup1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-2021029133841281769</id><published>2009-11-27T10:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:57:15.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love to Take the Photographs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sw_2u72_DlI/AAAAAAAABGM/_T8waEDm0Xk/s1600/kodak-kodachrome-film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sw_2u72_DlI/AAAAAAAABGM/_T8waEDm0Xk/s320/kodak-kodachrome-film.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408812963697987154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am saddened&lt;br /&gt;There’s been a death.&lt;br /&gt;There will be no more Kodachrome film.&lt;br /&gt;I worked in photo retail for over 35 years and never thought I would see this day. Kodachrome had to be sent to Toronto and took and least one week to return in its familiar yellow box.&lt;br /&gt;There was when I started Kodachrome 25 &amp; Kodachrome 64, depending on the ASA you needed. Then there was no 25 to be had.&lt;br /&gt;Paul Simon sung about Kodachrome,  a song which was banned in the UK because it contained commercial names such as Kodachrome and Nikon.&lt;br /&gt;The end of Kodachrome will pass like a thief in the night, like Beta and VHS&lt;br /&gt;With the end of Kodachrome can the dust accumulation on you Kodak Carousel, be far away ( if you can still find an ELH bulb) &lt;br /&gt;Remember? Kodachrome was processing included and Ektachrome was not.&lt;br /&gt;Geeze Im old !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-2021029133841281769?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2021029133841281769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=2021029133841281769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2021029133841281769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/2021029133841281769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-to-take-photographs.html' title='I Love to Take the Photographs'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sw_2u72_DlI/AAAAAAAABGM/_T8waEDm0Xk/s72-c/kodak-kodachrome-film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-7672977231223231718</id><published>2009-11-22T17:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:16:10.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...and the Piper Played Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Swm3wPUyW5I/AAAAAAAABGE/COWoiLxWjh8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Swm3wPUyW5I/AAAAAAAABGE/COWoiLxWjh8/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407054867010313106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-six years ago today, my  “9/11” happened.&lt;br /&gt;The President of the United States of America was assassinated. I could go on and on of where I was and what I was doing when I heard the news. All of that is unimportant now. &lt;br /&gt;Today were he still alive he’d be ninety-two, instead he has been dead as long as he lived. &lt;br /&gt;Did I agree with his politics? I don’t know I was a mere thirteen.&lt;br /&gt;The three days of his funeral, the murder of  Lee Harvey Oswald by Jack Ruby the Sunday morning following the assassination, and John John’s salute to his father’s cortege as it passed, in the street although years past remain as fresh in my mind as time will allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. J.F.K.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-7672977231223231718?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7672977231223231718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=7672977231223231718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7672977231223231718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/7672977231223231718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-piper-played-amazing-grace.html' title='...and the Piper Played Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Swm3wPUyW5I/AAAAAAAABGE/COWoiLxWjh8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6615370261701882345</id><published>2009-11-20T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:25:21.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Called me a What ??  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Swagh8ohVsI/AAAAAAAABF8/_x-pA39w6VM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Swagh8ohVsI/AAAAAAAABF8/_x-pA39w6VM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406184907777070786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure why, but I am officially a “twit”&lt;br /&gt;I joined the social networking thingy yesterday. I can now "follow" friends family and others I choose to.&lt;br /&gt;It’s kinnda like your status on Facebook, but you are supposed to change it more often.&lt;br /&gt;So if you are a "Twit" you can follow me on Twitter I’m KeithBussey&lt;br /&gt;After all these years of mom &amp; dad calling me a twit, I am one.&lt;br /&gt;My Granny Shaw said I was daft but that's another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6615370261701882345?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6615370261701882345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6615370261701882345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6615370261701882345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6615370261701882345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-called-me-what.html' title='You Called me a What ??  :)'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Swagh8ohVsI/AAAAAAAABF8/_x-pA39w6VM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8873406140353214943</id><published>2009-11-13T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:29:29.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Triangle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sv4WABIGexI/AAAAAAAABF0/XkyQzlLs4p4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 78px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sv4WABIGexI/AAAAAAAABF0/XkyQzlLs4p4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403780792449399570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady walked into a pharmacy and spoke to the pharmacist. She asked, "Do you have Viagra?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," he answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked, "Does it work?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," he answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you get it over the counter?" she asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can if I take two," he answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8873406140353214943?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8873406140353214943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8873406140353214943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8873406140353214943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8873406140353214943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/blue-triangle.html' title='The Blue Triangle'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Sv4WABIGexI/AAAAAAAABF0/XkyQzlLs4p4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-1043874127283543339</id><published>2009-11-11T13:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:13:46.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Svr-uSUpv8I/AAAAAAAABFk/4rDgU2K5w-0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Svr-uSUpv8I/AAAAAAAABFk/4rDgU2K5w-0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402910774130229186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A firefighter was working on the engine outside the station, when he noticed a little girl nearby in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides, and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was wearing a firefighters helmet. The wagon was being pulled by her dog and her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The firefighter walked over to take a closer look. 'That sure is a nice fire truck,' the firefighter said with admiration.&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks,' the girl replied.&lt;br /&gt;The firefighter looked a little closer. the girl had tied the wagon to her dog's collar and to the cat's testicles. &lt;br /&gt;'Little partner,' the firefighter said, 'I don't want to tell you how to run your rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's collar, I think you could go faster.'&lt;br /&gt;'You're probably right, but then I wouldn't have a siren .'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-1043874127283543339?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1043874127283543339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=1043874127283543339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1043874127283543339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/1043874127283543339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Svr-uSUpv8I/AAAAAAAABFk/4rDgU2K5w-0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4181201280927426208</id><published>2009-11-11T07:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:50:37.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvqzFakCFDI/AAAAAAAABFc/nk-E3pz4ogY/s1600-h/n679450910_7214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvqzFakCFDI/AAAAAAAABFc/nk-E3pz4ogY/s400/n679450910_7214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402827608595502130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4181201280927426208?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4181201280927426208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4181201280927426208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4181201280927426208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4181201280927426208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvqzFakCFDI/AAAAAAAABFc/nk-E3pz4ogY/s72-c/n679450910_7214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8255543856307567630</id><published>2009-11-10T07:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:37:23.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvlsX3SFlVI/AAAAAAAABFM/D3HhcRh15RA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvlsX3SFlVI/AAAAAAAABFM/D3HhcRh15RA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402468385240225106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have ever been to a military funeral in which taps was played; this brings out a new meaning of it.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Here is something Every Canadian should know. Until I read this, I didn't know, but I checked it out and it's true: &lt;br /&gt;We in the  Canada have all heard the haunting song, 'Taps.' It's the song that gives us the lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes.  &lt;br /&gt;But, do you know the story behind the song?  If not, I think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings.   &lt;br /&gt;Reportedly, it all began in 1862 during the American Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia.  The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. &lt;br /&gt;During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field.  Not knowing if it was a  Union  or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention.  Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment.   &lt;br /&gt;When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead.   &lt;br /&gt;The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock.  In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son.  The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out.  Without telling his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army.   &lt;br /&gt;The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial, despite his enemy status.  His request was only partially granted. &lt;br /&gt;The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral.  The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate.  But, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician.  &lt;br /&gt;The Captain chose a bugler.  He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform.  &lt;br /&gt;The wish was granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Armand Lono for the story &amp; Norm Dero for the photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8255543856307567630?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8255543856307567630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8255543856307567630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8255543856307567630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8255543856307567630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/story.html' title='A Story'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvlsX3SFlVI/AAAAAAAABFM/D3HhcRh15RA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8674085679075191704</id><published>2009-11-04T08:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:13:48.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvF9fYIHruI/AAAAAAAABE0/XEwyk0YaLR0/s1600-h/MT1DECA75XZ0ZCA8LFJKICA3U43E2CAICEYY5CAMOEUOACAO5BRBICA0XC0QMCANMPJ11CAJCW0F5CARKIT6MCAKC1UM9CAPIFGDCCA555G2LCA41CR63CAD87XL7CA1JVHRPCA9F6P6JCA0R326Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvF9fYIHruI/AAAAAAAABE0/XEwyk0YaLR0/s400/MT1DECA75XZ0ZCA8LFJKICA3U43E2CAICEYY5CAMOEUOACAO5BRBICA0XC0QMCANMPJ11CAJCW0F5CARKIT6MCAKC1UM9CAPIFGDCCA555G2LCA41CR63CAD87XL7CA1JVHRPCA9F6P6JCA0R326Y.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400235406199860962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got my A-H1N1 flue shot.&lt;br /&gt;I first called my LaSalle CLSC to find out where I could receive my inoculation and if I qualified for front line receipt. I was told I could go to the LaSalle General Hospital (room 123) and indeed as a health care worker (I’m a floor clerk at a pharmacy, go figure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the hospital and parked at the hockey arena (too cheap to pay parking at the hospital) &lt;br /&gt;As I walked to the doors of the LGH I prepared my mind to wait hours to get my shot. &lt;br /&gt; I was informed that the clinic was in the basement next to the cafeteria. I took the elevator down one floor and followed the signs to the room. At the entrance I was asked my a security guard for my medi-care card and proof I was a health care worker ( I had brought a pay slip to prove the same) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my breath approaching the room to await a huge line-up. There was NONE I was received immediately and my credentials recorded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the shot and was informed I had to wait fifteen minutes prior to departure, for which they had space in the cafeteria area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Total time from entering to exiting the hospital, thirty-five minutes,including the fifteen minute waiting period, not the hours and hours seen in the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Moores to spend  my fifty dollar gift certificate. Got gas, and spent some at the SAQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8674085679075191704?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8674085679075191704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8674085679075191704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8674085679075191704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8674085679075191704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/h1n1.html' title='H1N1'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SvF9fYIHruI/AAAAAAAABE0/XEwyk0YaLR0/s72-c/MT1DECA75XZ0ZCA8LFJKICA3U43E2CAICEYY5CAMOEUOACAO5BRBICA0XC0QMCANMPJ11CAJCW0F5CARKIT6MCAKC1UM9CAPIFGDCCA555G2LCA41CR63CAD87XL7CA1JVHRPCA9F6P6JCA0R326Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-9160883929509822086</id><published>2009-10-29T23:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:23:08.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo to The Marketing Dept.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SupXcpYjNpI/AAAAAAAABEM/UnDCQq7baTQ/s1600-h/image_regular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SupXcpYjNpI/AAAAAAAABEM/UnDCQq7baTQ/s400/image_regular.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398223253013739154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I received from Moores Clothing an envelope.&lt;br /&gt;An ad I said, but I opened it anyway. Imagine my surprise when I found a fifty dollar gift certificate. A catch I says, a call I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise there are no minimum purchases, not a buy one get one free, a gift pure &amp; simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is part of a rewards program I enrolled in several years ago. I guess I must have spent five hundred dollars, an amount I would have spent anyway and this was their way of saying thanks (a 10% pay back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moores is a great place to shop the selection is full and their staff more then helpful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is I should mention one qualification, I have to use the certificate before May 31st 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Moores&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-9160883929509822086?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9160883929509822086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=9160883929509822086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/9160883929509822086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/9160883929509822086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/bravo-to-marketing-dept.html' title='Bravo to The Marketing Dept.'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SupXcpYjNpI/AAAAAAAABEM/UnDCQq7baTQ/s72-c/image_regular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4810436510174872840</id><published>2009-10-28T10:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:06:23.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An October Groan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuhPxgWPouI/AAAAAAAABD8/KjpsOa0-HAM/s1600-h/MT1DECA75XZ0ZCA8LFJKICA3U43E2CAICEYY5CAMOEUOACAO5BRBICA0XC0QMCANMPJ11CAJCW0F5CARKIT6MCAKC1UM9CAPIFGDCCA555G2LCA41CR63CAD87XL7CA1JVHRPCA9F6P6JCA0R326Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuhPxgWPouI/AAAAAAAABD8/KjpsOa0-HAM/s400/MT1DECA75XZ0ZCA8LFJKICA3U43E2CAICEYY5CAMOEUOACAO5BRBICA0XC0QMCANMPJ11CAJCW0F5CARKIT6MCAKC1UM9CAPIFGDCCA555G2LCA41CR63CAD87XL7CA1JVHRPCA9F6P6JCA0R326Y.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397651865318957794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy from Czechoslovakia was visiting his cousin the lawyer in California, and they went for a hike in Yellowstone Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were hiking they were attacked by two bears, one male and one female. The male bear dismembered and ate the Czechoslovakian guy, but the lawyer managed to escape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran straight to the nearest Rangers station, and told them what had happened, and they sent out a group of Rangers to see what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, the Rangers arrived at the place that the lawyer mentioned, and there were the female and the male bears. So one of the Rangers took his rifle and shot the female. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other Rangers asked, "Why did you shoot the female? He said that the male ate his friend." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the Ranger replies, "Would you believe a lawyer if he told you that the Czech is in the male?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4810436510174872840?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4810436510174872840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4810436510174872840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4810436510174872840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4810436510174872840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-groan.html' title='An October Groan'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuhPxgWPouI/AAAAAAAABD8/KjpsOa0-HAM/s72-c/MT1DECA75XZ0ZCA8LFJKICA3U43E2CAICEYY5CAMOEUOACAO5BRBICA0XC0QMCANMPJ11CAJCW0F5CARKIT6MCAKC1UM9CAPIFGDCCA555G2LCA41CR63CAD87XL7CA1JVHRPCA9F6P6JCA0R326Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8565909040596204594</id><published>2009-10-26T18:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:26:52.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Leafs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuYiEMsOe0I/AAAAAAAABD0/StDaSUwwaIw/s1600-h/998130379d206e01a222392f189fc1cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuYiEMsOe0I/AAAAAAAABD0/StDaSUwwaIw/s320/998130379d206e01a222392f189fc1cb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038658971663170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice in TORONTO ONTARIO (AP) - A seven-year old boy was at the center of a Toronto courtroom drama yesterday when he challenged a court ruling over who should have custody of him. The boy has a history of being beaten by his parents and the judge initially awarded custody to his aunt, in keeping with child custody law and regulation requiring that family unity be maintained to the highest degree possible.     &lt;br /&gt;The boy surprised the court  when he proclaimed that his aunt beat him more than his parents and he adamantly refused to live with her. When the judge then suggested that he live with his grandparents, the boy cried and said that they also beat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After considering the remainder of the immediate family and learning that domestic violence was apparently a way of life among them, the judge took the unprecedented step of allowing the boy to propose who should have custody of him.&lt;br /&gt;After two recesses to check legal references and confer with child welfare officials, the judge granted  the young boys' wishes and granted temporary custody of him to the Toronto Maple Leaf Hockey Team, whom the boy firmly believes are not capable of beating anyone.  The boy is said to be very happy with his new custodians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8565909040596204594?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8565909040596204594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8565909040596204594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8565909040596204594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8565909040596204594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/poor-leafs.html' title='Poor Leafs'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuYiEMsOe0I/AAAAAAAABD0/StDaSUwwaIw/s72-c/998130379d206e01a222392f189fc1cb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-4951652006286442104</id><published>2009-10-22T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:05:43.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuCex8DnmmI/AAAAAAAABDs/I1uMPiXvwjs/s1600-h/I0UYVCA8UT54NCAXOE7CGCARPCLAQCAJKTOQQCAXC8CIPCAI8NIBKCAZJGYNECA0YE7DHCARRONBBCAFNQEHXCAMK9I5PCAUO5GRICA0XVGWMCA5R3O6LCA8GIT1KCAY8P8UACAOORHS0CAXW45T3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuCex8DnmmI/AAAAAAAABDs/I1uMPiXvwjs/s200/I0UYVCA8UT54NCAXOE7CGCARPCLAQCAJKTOQQCAXC8CIPCAI8NIBKCAZJGYNECA0YE7DHCARRONBBCAFNQEHXCAMK9I5PCAUO5GRICA0XVGWMCA5R3O6LCA8GIT1KCAY8P8UACAOORHS0CAXW45T3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395486934361938530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8uN59zduK0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-4951652006286442104?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4951652006286442104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=4951652006286442104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4951652006286442104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/4951652006286442104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-funny.html' title='Too Funny'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuCex8DnmmI/AAAAAAAABDs/I1uMPiXvwjs/s72-c/I0UYVCA8UT54NCAXOE7CGCARPCLAQCAJKTOQQCAXC8CIPCAI8NIBKCAZJGYNECA0YE7DHCARRONBBCAFNQEHXCAMK9I5PCAUO5GRICA0XVGWMCA5R3O6LCA8GIT1KCAY8P8UACAOORHS0CAXW45T3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-6707435288927297167</id><published>2009-10-22T13:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:00:19.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Rubber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuCdnD2_ABI/AAAAAAAABDk/f--5nIPvPKs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 84px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuCdnD2_ABI/AAAAAAAABDk/f--5nIPvPKs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395485647966240786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in an absolute stroke of brilliance I had my snow tires, I guess that’s winter tires (as they are not made out of snow) installed. I had to make the appointment about 1 week in advance at a time of the choosing of Vitro Plus, you remember them, that where I bought the tires last year.&lt;br /&gt;As has become my practice I was thirty minutes early for my rendez- vous but such I am. There was no coffee ready so I had to cool my heals for a bit, but by 1:05 I was “winterized” and my Honda is ready for the storms.&lt;br /&gt;So to you all have a happy driving season/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-6707435288927297167?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6707435288927297167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=6707435288927297167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6707435288927297167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/6707435288927297167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/snowy-rubber.html' title='Snowy Rubber'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SuCdnD2_ABI/AAAAAAAABDk/f--5nIPvPKs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-8687773468930477794</id><published>2009-10-08T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:52:48.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Words, words, Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Ss6XQtAW3eI/AAAAAAAABDc/KMx_MX8TkkQ/s1600-h/10323_150445335910_679450910_3226964_4112940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Ss6XQtAW3eI/AAAAAAAABDc/KMx_MX8TkkQ/s320/10323_150445335910_679450910_3226964_4112940_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390412117223857634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-8687773468930477794?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8687773468930477794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=8687773468930477794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8687773468930477794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/8687773468930477794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-words-words.html' title='Words, words, Words'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/Ss6XQtAW3eI/AAAAAAAABDc/KMx_MX8TkkQ/s72-c/10323_150445335910_679450910_3226964_4112940_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-490897509512935277</id><published>2009-10-06T23:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:13:59.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Herrrrrrrs not Johnny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SswG9QPUemI/AAAAAAAABC0/pPqa-n8gD2M/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SswG9QPUemI/AAAAAAAABC0/pPqa-n8gD2M/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389690503456651874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen Jay Leno in his 10 PM slot, it’s terrible. His joke bits are too long not to mention boring and with little content but not funny. His guests are for the most part the same as they were but the absence of the desk is confusing, I like the desk on a talk show no….I demand the desk on a talk show, that’s why David Letterman (insert your thoughts here) will remain the talk show king.&lt;br /&gt;But back to Jay have you seen his hair ???  I’m convince the man doesn’t have a mirror, it’s way out of whack, for the love of Might give the man an extra 24$ a month so he can get a decent haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and BTW Jaywalking is still pretty entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-490897509512935277?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/490897509512935277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=490897509512935277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/490897509512935277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/490897509512935277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/herrrrrrrs-not-johnny.html' title='Herrrrrrrs not Johnny'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SswG9QPUemI/AAAAAAAABC0/pPqa-n8gD2M/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555059.post-645831929142001619</id><published>2009-09-23T13:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:05:27.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SrpjQ4poCAI/AAAAAAAABCs/0c85hgisAss/s1600-h/Irish-Weather-forecast_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SrpjQ4poCAI/AAAAAAAABCs/0c85hgisAss/s400/Irish-Weather-forecast_1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384725446210881538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I was waking up I heard some sad news. Meteorologist Ed Cowell will be leaving the CJAD family. He remained a joy to listen to and I never heard a discouraging word.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to remember who was the former weather guy, but for the life of me…. Ed will be missed. I also Googled for his pic but alas,&lt;br /&gt;He is moving on to enjoy is retirement and work on a new home. Ed and Andrew Carter were a perfect pair.&lt;br /&gt;All the best Ed and Andrew, thanks for the Birthday wishes this morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555059-645831929142001619?l=keiththoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/645831929142001619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555059&amp;postID=645831929142001619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/645831929142001619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555059/posts/default/645831929142001619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keiththoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-ed.html' title='Thanks Ed'/><author><name>Keith's Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818886647332893074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/TStP1wPBdrI/AAAAAAAABRg/BmLvaGqU-UA/S220/aaa_sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2pH35jOSc/SrpjQ4poCAI/AAAAAAAABCs/0c85hgisAss/s72-c/Irish-Weather-forecast_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
