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<title>Opinions,thoughts and ideas(some nuts)</title>
<link>http://www.blogigo.co.uk/jckla</link>
<description>That&#039;s the world from my perspective - with a free weblog from blogigo.</description>
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<dc:creator>jckla</dc:creator>
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<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 23:50:25 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Canadian Olympics</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp; 
  Now is the time for me to give some of the nuttsy opinion.  
  I seen on the news that the Canadian athletes are just to busy training to carry the flag for the country that has been supporting their useless ass.  
     &amp;nbsp; We have people in Afghanistan who are putting life and limb on the line to show the flag for their country and then we have these assholes who are just to busy.I will not support the Olympics in any way, shape or form unless and until the Olympic committee tells these jerks that they don’t have time to send them to Italy.These dummies have been supported so they could compete and now they can’t take one day out of their whole life to represent their their country and carry the flag.what’s the matter no money in it?These people do not deserve the honour of representing our country.As far as I am concerned they are not representative but reprehensible    
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<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 23:50:25 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>justice</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp; 
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 22:59:19 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>This is True</title>
<description> 
      One Flaw In Women            
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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    By the time the Lord made woman,               He was into his sixth day of working overtime.               An angel appeared and said,               &quot;Why are you spending so much time on this one?&quot;               And the Lord answered, &quot;Have you seen my spec sheet on her?               She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,               have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable               and able to run on diet coke and leftovers,               have a lap that can hold four children at one time,               have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart                     -and she will do everything               with only two hands.&quot;                The angel was astounded at the requirements.               &quot;Only two hands!? No way!               And that&#039;s just on the standard model?               That&#039;s too much work for one day.               Wait until tomorrow to finish.&quot;...</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2006 00:51:10 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>English</title>
<description>   &amp;nbsp; 
   The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English  
  Will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.  
   &amp;nbsp; 
  As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that  
  English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as &quot;Euro-English&quot;.  
   &amp;nbsp; 
  In the first year, &quot;s&quot; will replace the soft &quot;c&quot;. Sertainly, this will  
  Make the sivil servants jump with joy.  
   &amp;nbsp; 
  The hard &quot;c&quot; will be dropped in favour of &quot;k&quot;. This should klear up  
  konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.  
   &amp;nbsp; 
  There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the  
  Troublesome &quot;ph&quot; will be replaced with &quot;f&quot;. This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.  
   &amp;nbsp; 
  In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted  
  To reach the stage where more komplikated changes are...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2006 01:43:12 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Merry Christmas All</title>
<description>       &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  THE SOLDIER  &amp;nbsp;  &#039;TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE,  &amp;nbsp;  IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.  &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp;  I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,  &amp;nbsp;  AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.  &amp;nbsp;  I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,  &amp;nbsp;  NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE.  &amp;nbsp;  NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,  &amp;nbsp;  ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.  &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp;  WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,  &amp;nbsp;  A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH TO MY MIND.  &amp;nbsp;  FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,  &amp;nbsp;  I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I  &amp;nbsp;  COULD SEE CLEARLY.  &amp;nbsp;  THE...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 02:52:27 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>more me</title>
<description>  A friend came up from Toronto and told me that there was a job at a factory not far from my sisters house, so I went down and got it.It was a labourers job in a candy factory(Jeanny Lyned).It was here that Philip was born.We were staying at Aunt Lillians house.While we where there my dad came down to stay with us because he was going to take a welding course so he could get a job at the shipyards  
     &amp;nbsp; At night I would help him with his homework.I liked the theory so after he finished I signed up for the course to.It was at The Provincial Inst. Of Trades.    
  During this course we took Arc welding ,acetylene welding,brazing both in all position,drafting and theory.  
  I got so far ahead of the rest that the instructor would let me go to the pipeshop and weld the pipes that the pipefitters would hang all over their shop.  
  When I graduated I had the second highest grade  ever  for the school.I missed one question in theory.  
  I was asked if the nightschool instructor up home could...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2005 01:35:42 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>halloween</title>
<description> </description>
<pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2005 01:25:36 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>More on me</title>
<description>  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Back to my life  
  When I was 16 I went down to the University Ave. Armories with my brother in-law who belonged to the 48 th  Highlanders.He was a medic.They said I could join the regiment if I had parental consent,so I went home and got it.I loved the regiment.The band was awesome.The weapons training was the best.When I was in I cadets I got to be a pretty good shot but it was mostly .22 cal.and occasionally we got to go to the Longbranch Rifle Range and fire .303s.In cadets I had my crossed rifles so it didn’t take long to prove myself.The one weapon I liked was the brengun.That is a automatic and semi-automatic gun that fired .303 ammo.When you fired off 4or 5 clips with tracer ammo it was great.I was on the gun demonstration team.I’ll tell you we...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 16:18:02 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>jokes</title>
<description>   &amp;nbsp; 
  Taking a break from my HoHum life.I feel the need for a joke or two.  
   &amp;nbsp; 
   A mother and her young inquisitive son were flying&amp;nbsp;Southwest Airlines from   Kansas City   to   Chicago  . The&amp;nbsp;son (who had been looking out the window) turned to&amp;nbsp;his mother and asked, &quot;If dogs have baby dogs, and&amp;nbsp;cats have baby cats, why don&#039;t planes have baby&amp;nbsp;planes?&quot;    
     &amp;nbsp; 
   The mother (who couldn&#039;t think of an answer)&amp;nbsp;told her son to ask the flight attendant.    
     &amp;nbsp; 
   So the boy&amp;nbsp;dutifully asked the flight attendant, &quot;If dogs have&amp;nbsp;baby dogs, and cats have baby cats, why don&#039;t planes&amp;nbsp;have baby planes?&quot; The flight attendant responded,&amp;nbsp;&quot;Did your mother tell you to ask me that?&quot; The little&amp;nbsp;boy admitted that she did. &quot;Well then, tell your&amp;nbsp;mother that there are no baby planes because Southwest&amp;nbsp;always pulls out on time. Now, let your mother explain&amp;nbsp;that to you.&quot;   
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   An elderly couple was...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 10:22:42 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>its later</title>
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  Sometimes we would go over to Weston Bread around the time they were putting the fresh bread racks out to cool.We would crawl under the trailers until we got close enough to grab a couple of loaves and then we would take off.You never tasted anything to compare to the taste when you ripped off the end and ate the still warm bread inside that loaf.Other times we would sneak inside the yard where the wagons where parked and we would scrounge around checking to see if anything had been left in the wagons.Some of the stuff we found was pretty gross.  
     &amp;nbsp; It’s much later, got held up with a massive heart attack. Attack happened on Aug.27 or 28 th  2005. I guess I better spend more time on this or grandkids may never hear what...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 05:24:49 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>More on me</title>
<description>  &amp;nbsp;  
  Back again and its only 4.08 am eastern time  
  I used to love playing on the school team.I could play any position but it was pitching I liked most.I guess everyone did because there was more going on.I got pretty good at it but sometimes it could get painful. I just don’t know how many times someone would hit a line drive right at you.Sometimes you would stick your glove out and that ball would hit your hand so hard it would drive your thumb straight back,trust me it hurt a lot,but you kept playing.Other times it would be a lower line drive and it would hit square on the toes and you learned how dance instantly. I guess that is one reason my toes are screwed up.  
     &amp;nbsp; After school and during the summer we played out in the street.We played street hockey.If there was no ice we used a tennis ball and as soon as the ice was on the road we would put on the ice-skates and use a puck.Guess what,we had no pads and no adults and there were few injurys.If you got hurt we helped you home...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2005 06:13:03 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>the early years</title>
<description>  Well, it is 1.34am and I can not sleep so I may as well stop stalling on this journal that I have been thinking of doing so my grandkids will know a little bit about me when they get a little older.  
     &amp;nbsp; I’ve never done a journal before and I don’t have much education so if I’m doing it wrong,tough.    
  I was born in the city of Toronto,in the WesternHospital.  
  The area where I grew up at that time was called midtown.It was on a street off Bathurst St. between Bloor and Dupont St.  
  I don.t remember a lot about growing up there.I know it was considered a fairly rough &amp;nbsp;  place.  
  The public school that I attended (when I went) was Palmerston Public.(kindergarten to grade 6)  
  I did poorly in this school and failed.One reason was my birthday was in January and if your birthday was after September they wouldn’t let you start until you were 6,so you started out a year later than the other kids, therefore ,everyone assumed the reason you were older than the other kids...</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 09:09:16 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>A Record Of Me</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp;When I first got this blog it was to tell my grandkids a little about the guy they called grampa. 
 Unfortunatly,I cannot be serious long enough to tell them about my life.Last Sunday at about 2.00am I had a massive heart attack and nearly died.So if I want them to know something about my life I think i had better shape up before Iship out. 
 I want to tell you where I was born and raised,about the jobs I&#039;ve had and the things I&#039;ve done. 
 I once had a job a few years ago were a woman ask what I done previously so I asked her did she mean my army time ,my shipbuilding days my pipelining or what?What she said my me think for a lond time.She said you have lived a very interesting life.Up until then it was just anordinary life as far as I was concerned,but the more I thought about the more I came to see her point of view. 
 So I want to share with you kids some of the things i&#039;ve done because when I&#039;m gone so is the storey. </description>
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 08:04:49 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>old vets</title>
<description>To day while at work I thought of something my wife done when they were having a Legion parade to honour the vets on June 6 commenerating the landing in Normandy.
She was in the colour party carrying the flags of the Legion in the town where we live.
There was a reviewing stand set up where the branch president and some politicians were standing.Across the road were the Vets,some standing with walkers,some in wheelchairs.
When the Colour Party approached the stand instead of calling Eyes Right as is customary she called Eyes Left.It was amazing what happened.The old shoulders and backs that where bent with age tried their best to straighten with pride.
When the following Colour Party seen what happened they did the same.
When they got back to the Legion my wife was told that it was a hell of a good idea but why did she do it and her reply was “This is the Vets day and the politicians could go to hell”.
I must tell you I have never been so PROUD of my wife. 
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<pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 22:47:10 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>  Why men Lie and a Prayer</title>
<description>      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  The woodcutter     
   &amp;nbsp;     One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, &quot;Why are you crying?&quot; The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water.  The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe. &quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked. The woodcutter replied, &quot;No.&quot; The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe. &quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.  Again, the woodcutter replied, &quot;No.&quot;  The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe. &quot;Is this  your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.  The woodcutter replied, &quot;Yes.&quot;  The Lord was pleased with the man&#039;s honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happily.  One day while he was walking...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2005 03:24:41 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Worlds easiest Quiz</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp;I noticed that jackie O and shell bug like Quizzs,so girls this is for you ,be honest and leave your score on the comments 
     WORLD&#039;S EASIEST QUIZ        
    (Passing requires 8 correct answers...the answers to the quiz are below)  1) How long did the Hundred Years War last?  2) Which country makes   Panama       hats?  3) From which animal do we get catgut?  4) In which month do Russians celebrate the October Revolution?  5) What is a camel&#039;s hair brush made of?  6) The   Canary Islands       in the Pacific are named after what animal?  7) What was King George VI&#039;s first name?  8) What color is a purple finch?  9) Where are Chinese gooseberries from?  10) How long did the Thirty Years War last?  (Continue to check your answers) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp; All done? Check your answers below !  ANSWERS TO THE QUIZ 1) How long did the Hundred Years War last? 116 years 2) Which country makes   Panama   hats?   Ecuador      3) From which animal do we get catgut? Sheep and...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 23:03:49 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>A Prayer For The Ladies  and the guys</title>
<description>   FEMALE PRAYER  Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man who&#039;s not a creep, One who&#039;s handsome, smart and strong One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who&#039;ll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he&#039;s gainfully employed, When I spend his cash, he won&#039;t be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, Massages my back and begs to do more. Oh! Send me a man who&#039;ll make love to my mind, Knows what to answer to &quot;how big is my behind?&quot; I pray that this man will love me to no end, And always be my very best friend. Amen        MALE PRAYER  I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a liquor store and a bass boat. This doesn&#039;t rhyme and I don&#039;t give a shit!   
   Thats it ,have a nice day   
         &amp;nbsp; </description>
<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 01:01:19 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>McGuinty Chretien Harris</title>
<description>   &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The PrimeMinester and the Premiere  
  It used to be that people would tell their kids that they could become either of the above.  
  If they do it now they should be charged with abuse.  
  It wasn’t that long ago that the poor impoverished politicians needed a 30% raise so brighter and better people would get in to politics.We had to compete with the private sector for the best people.Well I guess we got what we wanted.Now the top CEO’s are going to jail and we have Dalton(I’ve never made a promise I’d keep)McGuinty Jean(clean out the treasury) Chretien and Mike (Ipperwash) Harris. Anyone who hold these guys up as examples for their kids should be shot and P--- on.  
  Instead of being an example for our kids they are more like a poster boy for the &amp;nbsp;  Godfather and his family.  
  They have all been caught in lies,two of them during &amp;nbsp;  inquires and so far no one...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2005 13:31:50 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>canadian justice</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp;   
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   I just have to comment on an article I read last night on yahoo.   
      &amp;nbsp; This is about the murder of Reena Virk by Kelly Ellard.     
      &amp;nbsp; First here is a quote from the trial judge:     
   Bauman said Ellard played &quot;a central role in the attack and a crucial role in the murder.&quot;   
   He noted she was just 15 at the time, with no previous criminal record.   
   &quot;Just who Kelly Ellard is, then and now, is the conundrum I find in sentencing.&quot;   
   He outlined her troubling behaviour while awaiting trial, including being accused of assaulting a woman in a park and threatening other inmates. She was caught drinking, has been accused of using cocaine and Bauman found she has done nothing to better herself.    
   &quot;Ms. Ellard could not play by the rules even in the throes of a murder trial,&quot; the judge said.    
   She was sentenced to 7 whole years for this brutal murder and is eligible for parole in 3 yeard and 9 months.   
      &amp;nbsp; This...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2005 03:07:24 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>a day in the life</title>
<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  
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   &amp;nbsp;Well,tomorrow is the last day of my one week holiday and I think I have done everything I wanted to do.NOTHING   
      &amp;nbsp; The company gave us one weeks notice that we where shutting down for one week . I don’t mind,working is not at the top of my list of things I look foreward to.and just to make it interesting on the last day of work I put in for two weeks holidays in the middle of August.The owner said nothing yet.If he says no I will quit,I don’t care ,working just keeps me off the streets and out of the poolhall.(I have no clue how you play pool)...</description>
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