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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4MQ34yeCp7ImA9WxBSEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877</id><updated>2009-12-19T08:56:22.090-05:00</updated><title>Exiles in New York</title><subtitle type="html">Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1073</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ExilesInNewYork" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">ExilesInNewYork</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4MQ34yfyp7ImA9WxBSEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-7431312575864833448</id><published>2009-12-18T22:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T08:56:22.097-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-19T08:56:22.097-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.342: "Show us yer work"</title><content type="html">It was show-of-work day (and the last day before the winter break) for the girls.  The day started with the 'Peace Assembly' in which all the kids were on stage grade-by-grade  (ages 3 to 14) to sing and most of them actually sang - no mean achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one &lt;del&gt;peace&lt;/del&gt; piece of work from each of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I the river" by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I the river am gentle&lt;br /&gt;I the river am rapid&lt;br /&gt;I the river am beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I the river flow down to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I the river am packed with boats&lt;br /&gt;I the river am full of bridges&lt;br /&gt;I the river am lucky to be a river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyxLeMgxViI/AAAAAAAAIV0/dB9oIBfk2CE/s1600-h/IMG_3395-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyxLeMgxViI/AAAAAAAAIV0/dB9oIBfk2CE/s320/IMG_3395-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787433946699298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What peace means to me" by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Being very quiet and being helpful to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyxLd95BUsI/AAAAAAAAIVs/v75nhxfhLe8/s1600-h/IMG_3390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyxLd95BUsI/AAAAAAAAIVs/v75nhxfhLe8/s320/IMG_3390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787430021878466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterwards, I had a short time at work and then on to our "Holiday party" which comprised a very nice meal followed by mildly inebriated games of pool.  Very satisfactory.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-7431312575864833448?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/Tpfj8fQCDw8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/7431312575864833448/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2342-show-us-yer-work.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7431312575864833448?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7431312575864833448?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2342-show-us-yer-work.html" title="Day 2.342: &quot;Show us yer work&quot;" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyxLeMgxViI/AAAAAAAAIV0/dB9oIBfk2CE/s72-c/IMG_3395-1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8AQno6cSp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-429089011855955301</id><published>2009-12-17T22:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:00:43.419-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T23:00:43.419-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="calculations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><title>Day 2.341: Climate change</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Syr63ktFOgI/AAAAAAAAIVk/hn27DNw5MAc/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Syr63ktFOgI/AAAAAAAAIVk/hn27DNw5MAc/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416417334518954498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's amazing how you get accustomed to the changing weather.  Back on &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2327-immunity-man-and-mud-boy.html"&gt;Day 2.327&lt;/a&gt;, we were all starting to get dressed up in our winter clothes to go out to wait for the bus.  However, I know that it was above freezing (because the kids splashed around in a puddle) and got much warmer during the day (because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; was disappointed that the puddle had gone later on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been really cold - with wind-chill-adjusted temperatures around 0 °F (-18 °C), but we were out waiting for the bus dressed pretty much the same as this.  Although I may have closed the door a bit faster when I went back inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just noticed the minor clerical error with the last 12 posts.  I've corrected it now - did anyone notice?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-429089011855955301?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/00Z-uevcVA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/429089011855955301/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2341-climate-change.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/429089011855955301?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/429089011855955301?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2341-climate-change.html" title="Day 2.341: Climate change" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Syr63ktFOgI/AAAAAAAAIVk/hn27DNw5MAc/s72-c/IMG_3221.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkADRnw4eCp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-3800307338961581860</id><published>2009-12-16T23:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:59:37.230-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:59:37.230-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="calculations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Day 2.340: Christmas past...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyrXyA8QIyI/AAAAAAAAIVA/C4sW3u4YR54/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+17122009+201317.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyrXyA8QIyI/AAAAAAAAIVA/C4sW3u4YR54/s400/Fullscreen+capture+17122009+201317.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416378756112589602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1973 to be exact.  This is me and my sisters as close as I can get to the age of our three (2, 6 and 9 vs 2, 5 and 7).  Thanks to Dad for taking the picture a few ago and for scanning it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of mild days which melted a fair amount of the snow, winter is back today - it's been cold, dry and windy except for a few flakes of snow blowing around in the middle of the day.    Tonight's low is expected to be 10 °F (-12 °C) and tomorrow's high only 19 °F (-7 °C). Brrrr!&lt;img style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-3800307338961581860?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/whOo2xp7fZ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/3800307338961581860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3340-christmas-past.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/3800307338961581860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/3800307338961581860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3340-christmas-past.html" title="Day 2.340: Christmas past..." /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyrXyA8QIyI/AAAAAAAAIVA/C4sW3u4YR54/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+17122009+201317.bmp.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkACQ3s7fip7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-6927570582808979042</id><published>2009-12-15T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:59:22.506-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:59:22.506-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tv" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.339: There's no charge for fun</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyhaGnn05GI/AAAAAAAAIUA/1jRnJJ4uZxI/s1600-h/2009-12-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyhaGnn05GI/AAAAAAAAIUA/1jRnJJ4uZxI/s400/2009-12-15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415677621674763362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took these pictures yesterday when the girls were playing a game I'm calling "Snow Charge!" while waiting for the bus.  In fact, yesterday it was more snow-procession, but it definitely turned into a charge today with a jousting-style tag element.  They did it further up the driveway where there were another suitable pair of snow piles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I was at a church meeting, which although it overran, did not go on too late (it would have been my fault if it did) so I got home in time to sit down with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #2&lt;/span&gt; and watch part one of the final of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/span&gt;.  Tomorrow will be the results show with lots of great dances from the season, but today was the last evening of competitive dances and they were great.  Really great actually.  This show is so much more than a reality show or a talent competition.  It is a showcase for some of the best new dancers and most exciting choreographers in the world.  We'll probably eventually succumb to the up-coming season of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt; when it comes on because we love music too, but if they replaced it with another season of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYTYCD&lt;/span&gt;, I'm sure we'd both be more than delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-6927570582808979042?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/2lxXh7pNJvg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/6927570582808979042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3339-theres-no-charge-for-fun.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/6927570582808979042?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/6927570582808979042?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3339-theres-no-charge-for-fun.html" title="Day 2.339: There's no charge for fun" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyhaGnn05GI/AAAAAAAAIUA/1jRnJJ4uZxI/s72-c/2009-12-15.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAAQXw_cCp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-7797682949086998693</id><published>2009-12-14T23:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:59:00.248-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:59:00.248-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Day 2.338: Dolled up</title><content type="html">A while ago I posted some videos of faces of the family members as recognised by Picasa's new software.  Shortly after that, the system finished processing all my pictures.  There are still a large number of faces that I have not yet got round to identifying, but the family-member albums have been quite stable for a while, with just the odd new picture cropping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that changed last week when I received a copy of my Dad's scanned slides (he brought them here when they came in the summer, but I managed to lose them when my hard-disk failed) and imported them.  So various youthful pictures of me and my sisters have been cropping up, often correctly filed, sometimes misidentified as one of our children.  Yesterday, I spent some time going through and confirming or re-filing its suggestions.  This was all going smoothly until I clicked on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt;'s suggestions and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SycLvOC2rTI/AAAAAAAAITg/M9HrBaCe6s4/s1600-h/Picasa+3+13122009+220031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SycLvOC2rTI/AAAAAAAAITg/M9HrBaCe6s4/s320/Picasa+3+13122009+220031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415309982788136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me a while to regain my composure.  No, that's not her.  Really - no.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-7797682949086998693?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/Ya24J3Bbsfw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/7797682949086998693/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3338-dolled-up.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7797682949086998693?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7797682949086998693?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3338-dolled-up.html" title="Day 2.338: Dolled up" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SycLvOC2rTI/AAAAAAAAITg/M9HrBaCe6s4/s72-c/Picasa+3+13122009+220031.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAGRnwyeyp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-6296379091054813169</id><published>2009-12-13T22:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:58:47.293-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:58:47.293-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="church" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shakespeare" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Day 2.337: Muchas dough (de nada)</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyWvpve_1PI/AAAAAAAAITA/wDeUFan0et0/s1600-h/IMGP3376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyWvpve_1PI/AAAAAAAAITA/wDeUFan0et0/s320/IMGP3376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414927258638865650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I'm willing to murder my own language for a corny pun - why not someone else's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I managed to persuade&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; E5N1&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; into attempting some backyard sledding.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; didn't stay out for long, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; and I had a really good time.  It probably looked something like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl0a_F43LB0"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (although that was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt; nearly a year ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around lunchtime it started to snow - with promises of sleet (ice pellets) and freezing rain to follow.  It was of course, time for me to get on the road - to take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; to a Lucia party organised by our Swedish friend - whether the cookie cutting and decorating and pizza are the traditional way to celebrate is not clear - but it was fun.  We went straight on from there to our church gathering, which started early with a meal - including many more cookies.  By the time we were finished it felt like the girls had been decorating and eating cookies all day.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; managed to put a few away too.  The Christmas healthy-eating season is upon us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-6296379091054813169?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/iA-8iVZiIPE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/6296379091054813169/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3337-muchas-dough-de-nada.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/6296379091054813169?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/6296379091054813169?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3337-muchas-dough-de-nada.html" title="Day 2.337: Muchas dough (de nada)" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyWvpve_1PI/AAAAAAAAITA/wDeUFan0et0/s72-c/IMGP3376.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAFRX86fyp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-1916511817335275901</id><published>2009-12-12T23:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:58:34.117-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:58:34.117-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puns" /><title>Day 2.336: Fire: cracker</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyR1b-OjAeI/AAAAAAAAISg/bAVXcwdvYkM/s1600-h/IMG_3351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyR1b-OjAeI/AAAAAAAAISg/bAVXcwdvYkM/s320/IMG_3351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414581775427109346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, the log pile's location has partially protected it from our recent precipitation.  Its slight wetness is a reminder that this is not kiln-dried wood like we had been buying in small batches over the last two winters.  In fact, it is probably slightly past its best.  Apparently, one-year old wood makes the best fires - this is older than that - slightly surprising since the news was full of places selling out last winter as a result of bad weather, power outages and high oil prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, the wood burns very well - a bit of axe-wielding to reduce the size of the larger pieces has helped, as has some really dry kindling and fat-wood to get the fire going well.  This wood, even when split, needs a really hot fire to get it to burn effectively, rather than just smoking quietly to itself.  I remember learning about how to build fires with care to get the heat up to a level that could cope with the larger logs when I was a teenager.  The kiln-dried wood really takes all the skill out of it, but now I'm getting back in my stride.  We had a really good one this evening - very toasty indeed, I didn't really want to drag myself away from it.  Just as well we have given ourself a warm evening, as tonight is set to be the coldest of the season so far.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-1916511817335275901?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/tPKcnZHwBkQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/1916511817335275901/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3336-fire-cracker.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1916511817335275901?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1916511817335275901?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3336-fire-cracker.html" title="Day 2.336: Fire: cracker" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyR1b-OjAeI/AAAAAAAAISg/bAVXcwdvYkM/s72-c/IMG_3351.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAEQ3w9eyp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-809643979495581024</id><published>2009-12-11T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:58:22.263-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:58:22.263-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>Day 2.335: Friday Haikus #7</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyMzmJFBbrI/AAAAAAAAISQ/8HyvXYmDX0c/s1600-h/IMG_3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyMzmJFBbrI/AAAAAAAAISQ/8HyvXYmDX0c/s320/IMG_3356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227907394498226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First snowball fight&lt;/span&gt; by the_exile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Snow: balled in gloved hand&lt;br /&gt;The throw: transfixed, breath bated&lt;br /&gt;Then - nothing.  It missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyMzmbmx2pI/AAAAAAAAISY/TW_BcMmltlE/s1600-h/IMG_3357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyMzmbmx2pI/AAAAAAAAISY/TW_BcMmltlE/s320/IMG_3357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227912367921810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Writing haikus is easy&lt;/span&gt; by the_exile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;First five syllables&lt;br /&gt;Then the next line has seven&lt;br /&gt;Finish with five.  Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-809643979495581024?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/zVXiLZAhGCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/809643979495581024/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3335-friday-haikus-7.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/809643979495581024?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/809643979495581024?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3335-friday-haikus-7.html" title="Day 2.335: Friday Haikus #7" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyMzmJFBbrI/AAAAAAAAISQ/8HyvXYmDX0c/s72-c/IMG_3356.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMR30_eyp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-1271380072089271301</id><published>2009-12-10T23:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:58:06.343-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:58:06.343-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.334: Oh Christmas Tree!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/exilesny/4172966271/" title="Thirty second Christmas Tree by theexileinny, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4172966271_754f02cd24.jpg" alt="Thirty second Christmas Tree" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the family did most of the decorating yesterday while they were unexpectedly home in the middle of the week.  They saved the angel for me to put on the top.  The photo is a thirty second exposure and I used a torch (a flashlight - not the burning variety) to highlight some of the foreground items during the exposure.  It was a fun experiment, although I think I may try again another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was back-to-school and a normal day at work for me.  The roads were clear - quite a change from yesterday.  Tonight, the temperature is expected to drop to 18°F (-8°C) - it certainly feels quite cold now.  Day-time highs are not expected to get above freezing until Monday at the earliest.  Did I mention that winter seems to have arrived?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-1271380072089271301?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/EvGqDcWwBP0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/1271380072089271301/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3334-oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1271380072089271301?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1271380072089271301?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3334-oh-christmas-tree.html" title="Day 2.334: Oh Christmas Tree!" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s72-c/the_exile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBRn46cCp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-7598182076325688276</id><published>2009-12-09T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:57:37.018-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:57:37.018-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="transport" /><title>Day 2.333: Storming!</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyCF5s_H0XI/AAAAAAAAIRY/64EV_2vcQQc/s1600-h/IMG_3349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyCF5s_H0XI/AAAAAAAAIRY/64EV_2vcQQc/s320/IMG_3349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413473978474287474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday afternoon, it seemed likely that the storm that was approaching rapidly would not be a major event for us.  It wasn't until after 5pm that the National Weather Service even issued a 'watch' for our area.  They finally issued a Winter Storm Warning at eight this morning - by which time I was getting myself ready to shovel the six inches of snow we had on the driveway.  I think our total almost certainly topped seven inches in the end - and it was relatively dense - not the light-fluffy snow we get when it is really cold.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #2&lt;/span&gt; snapped this after the storm had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late by the time I set off for work, but I still ended up on some unplowed (unploughed) roads.  In fact, I was just making a tentative turn from one into another when I realised I was about to come nose-to-nose with a plow.  I managed to drive around the block only to arrive at the end of another street just as he came back down the other way and completely blocked my way with a large snow-bank across the end of the road I was on.  I backed up.  He backed up.  I waited.  He waited.  Finally I noticed that he was waving me on.  Seriously?  Through the snow bank in my little Jetta?  In the end I decided that I wasn't in a position to argue and that at least he was there if I got stuck - so I did some plowing of my own - successfully - much to my relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was closed, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #2&lt;/span&gt; had all three kids all day.  She was very tired when I got home, but we managed to watch the last elimination show for &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/dance/"&gt;SYTYCD&lt;/a&gt;.  We were sad to see both the fourth-place dancers go out - but they are all great, so it should be a good final next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QX_3zNjAVZk"&gt;time-lapse&lt;/a&gt; of my shovelling efforts.  I'd already been going for some time when this starts and help arrives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QX_3zNjAVZk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QX_3zNjAVZk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-7598182076325688276?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/o5bR7C5e1oM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/7598182076325688276/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3333-storming.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7598182076325688276?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7598182076325688276?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3333-storming.html" title="Day 2.333: Storming!" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SyCF5s_H0XI/AAAAAAAAIRY/64EV_2vcQQc/s72-c/IMG_3349.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEFSX4_eip7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-690067893792508094</id><published>2009-12-08T23:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:56:58.042-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:56:58.042-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="signs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pop puns" /><title>Day 2.332: Signs: eeled and livered</title><content type="html">Many thanks to all who took part in my little sign-identification game.  I don't think anyone really got any of the right, although &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joxley &lt;/span&gt;did the trigonometry and worked out that the first day's title could be simplified to 'sine(s)'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that, to everyone's disappointment, the first sign here was not offering a choice between Twister and camp dancing, nor warning of excessive cake decorations (as suggested by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FlyingVJenks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the second one was 'control your pet' rather than 'control your bladder' as  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymous (joxley again maybe?)&lt;/span&gt; suggested, nor was it the rather wonderful, 'If your dog has just bitten someone's leg off, better go this way.' suggested by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;albaniana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3 was not really going for the 'evil stalking squirrel' effect that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FlyingVJenks&lt;/span&gt; detected in the image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4 was 'dismount' - almost exactly the opposite of what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;albaniana &lt;/span&gt;suggested, 'Vehicles should give way to giants with bicycles.'  You're right about the giant part though - it was so obvious they saw no reason to put it in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sx86yX5DReI/AAAAAAAAIQY/LHLA0D4QtJI/s1600-h/pano.tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sx86yX5DReI/AAAAAAAAIQY/LHLA0D4QtJI/s400/pano.tif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413109914203801058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one of this second batch (below) was not maypole dancing nor anything to do with Morecambe and Wise - alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;mused on the unaccompanied bike in the fourth of these - the words don't really help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, although it warns you to be alert, the last one is not a warning about drunks crossing the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you were concerned about the legless folk - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; most poetically.  We did not knowingly see any amputees, I would have thought if they were taking a walk along the river they would probably need at least one of: crutches, an artificial limb or a wheelchair.  I don't think hopping is a very practical long-term solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sx88O5N7PaI/AAAAAAAAIQg/CSSdJhDMD2M/s1600-h/pano2.tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sx88O5N7PaI/AAAAAAAAIQg/CSSdJhDMD2M/s400/pano2.tif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413111503697690018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the weird text on this one - it was my panorama stitcher's fault not the sign-writing.  It's too late to re-stitch it again though - sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it is pop pun 106 for title watchers, so with the solution to one puzzle (or even two) comes another - ooh baby here I am.&lt;img style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-690067893792508094?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/nxWIw4uaY20" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/690067893792508094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3332-signs-eeled-and-livered.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/690067893792508094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/690067893792508094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3332-signs-eeled-and-livered.html" title="Day 2.332: Signs: eeled and livered" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sx86yX5DReI/AAAAAAAAIQY/LHLA0D4QtJI/s72-c/pano.tif.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEEQ304eCp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-1384381204482599970</id><published>2009-12-07T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:56:42.330-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:56:42.330-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.331: Little builders</title><content type="html">&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622957878400%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622957878400%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157622957878400&amp;amp;jump_to="&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622957878400%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622957878400%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157622957878400&amp;amp;jump_to=" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/exilesny/sets/72157622957878400/show/"&gt;short slideshow&lt;/a&gt; of pictures from Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #2&lt;/span&gt; and I were hanging the icicle lights, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; busied themselves filling a cardboard box with the bottom unfolded up with snow.  The result was a rather impressively cuboid snow castle.  They went on to decorate it extensively - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; taking his little-big-sister's lead and carefully placing leaves in the top of it.  Of course, he was keen to demolish it too - but resisted the temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; went inside to join &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt;, who had been the first to tire of the snow after neither of the others were willing to go on her sled-rides around the yard, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; and I went into the back yard and made a snowman.  Our creation looked pretty good, but only lasted a couple of hours before falling over sideways.  The snow hasn't gone anywhere however - but for now it looks as though the snow will turn to rain on Wednesday and will maybe clear the ground again for a while.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-1384381204482599970?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/o5jKG2hSNRU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/1384381204482599970/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3331-little-builders.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1384381204482599970?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1384381204482599970?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3331-little-builders.html" title="Day 2.331: Little builders" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s72-c/the_exile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIMRHc7fSp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-4443976327313610299</id><published>2009-12-06T23:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:56:25.905-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:56:25.905-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><title>Day 2.330: Blue and white</title><content type="html">&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622826877649%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622826877649%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157622826877649&amp;amp;jump_to="&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622826877649%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fexilesny%2Fsets%2F72157622826877649%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157622826877649&amp;amp;jump_to=" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we woke to beautiful blue skies which were setting off the snow-covered trees rather nicely.  The sun was also starting to melt the snow at the tops of the tree.  I rushed out to take some &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/exilesny/sets/72157622826877649/show/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; as soon as I was dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, we managed to get the lights up outside, have some traditional and less-traditional snow-fun and set-up our Christmas tree (undecorated) before going to our church gathering.  When we got home, we put the lights on the tree - it looks like decorating inside is going to be a progressive affair this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt; decided to measure the depth of the snow - but was unable to find a ruler.  She arrived to show us that she had improvised by drawing a line on one pencil with another one to mark-off the depth - two and a half inches - not bad for such a minor weather event.  Since the temperature barely crept over freezing this afternoon, almost all the snow is still on the ground.  There's a much bigger storm on the way midweek, although how much will fall as rain or snow or freezing rain still seems far from clear - one forecast we saw had given up completely and captioned Wednesday's weather, in place of the usual 'sun', 'snow', 'rain' etc. as '???'.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-4443976327313610299?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/XYCGHJ0MW1M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/4443976327313610299/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3330-blue-and-white.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/4443976327313610299?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/4443976327313610299?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3330-blue-and-white.html" title="Day 2.330: Blue and white" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s72-c/the_exile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkICR3c9cCp7ImA9WxBSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-7385181572989842147</id><published>2009-12-05T23:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:56:06.968-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T22:56:06.968-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="neighbours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Day 2.329: Lights? No!</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sxs4uDvjCzI/AAAAAAAAIOw/pcMDkEBq7Qs/s1600-h/IMG_3339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sxs4uDvjCzI/AAAAAAAAIOw/pcMDkEBq7Qs/s320/IMG_3339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411981741145656114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Let's put the outside lights up before the snow arrives!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounded like a good idea.  There was snow forecast for the evening hours, but it didn't sound like we'd even get a covering.  So around 11 am, the girls left with a neighbour for her birthday party and we got the ladder out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point the first flakes fell.  We suspected it was just a passing flurry on the leading edge of the storm.  It wasn't.  It snowed constantly (albeit fairly lightly) until about 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to run the power cable and get the first few lights up, but then I decided that climbing up and down the ladder while the rungs got coated with snow might not be the smartest choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says something about our surprise at the way things turned out that I rushed to photograph the first few settling flakes in case it was all we got.  Here is how the day 'stacked-up' on the deck at 12:40, 15:50 and 23:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sxs6nh0vdHI/AAAAAAAAIO4/RRO0mzk8wvc/s1600-h/2009-12-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sxs6nh0vdHI/AAAAAAAAIO4/RRO0mzk8wvc/s320/2009-12-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411983827984675954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tea time, inspired by reading the seasonal specialities on a restaurant menu a week or so ago, we had gluten-free dairy-free egg-nog pancakes (actually it was &lt;a href="http://www.silksoymilk.com/products/silk-seasonal/nog"&gt;Silk Nog&lt;/a&gt; which is also egg-free although the pancakes were not).  They were very nice indeed.  Another taste of winter - as if we needed one today!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-7385181572989842147?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/FLXIcovGzw8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/7385181572989842147/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3329-lights-no.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7385181572989842147?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/7385181572989842147?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-3329-lights-no.html" title="Day 2.329: Lights? No!" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sxs4uDvjCzI/AAAAAAAAIOw/pcMDkEBq7Qs/s72-c/IMG_3339.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUHQXc8eyp7ImA9WxNaGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-2080032862367546114</id><published>2009-12-04T23:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:27:10.973-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-04T23:27:10.973-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="transport" /><title>Day 2.328: Night lights</title><content type="html">I dashed home from work a little earlier than normal so that I could join a family outing to the local holiday parade and tree-lighting.  We went &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-324-sewer-odour.html"&gt;two years ago&lt;/a&gt; to the 'first annual' running of this parade.  We missed it last year, but now in its third year, it has become quite a large event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw fire trucks with and without holiday lights, marching bands, various local groups.  Many of them threw candy to the kids - a few threw verging-on-violent handfuls at the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxnctuDrZHI/AAAAAAAAIOA/W280jjlvTQw/s1600-h/IMG_3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxnctuDrZHI/AAAAAAAAIOA/W280jjlvTQw/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411599105278043250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran into some friends (looking slightly ghostly perhaps):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxnctzdIzgI/AAAAAAAAIOI/C9SfE16DLdc/s1600-h/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxnctzdIzgI/AAAAAAAAIOI/C9SfE16DLdc/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411599106727005698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see a few more pictures &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/exilesny/sets/72157"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt; walked and the younger ones rode in the wagon.  On the way home, we briefly used this configuration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxncuPEYgQI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/t42IVv4k_Zs/s1600-h/IMG_3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxncuPEYgQI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/t42IVv4k_Zs/s320/IMG_3322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411599114139369730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; decided (probably wisely) that she would prefer to walk the rest of the way.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-2080032862367546114?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/m6GjHytfXWo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/2080032862367546114/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2328-night-lights.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/2080032862367546114?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/2080032862367546114?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2328-night-lights.html" title="Day 2.328: Night lights" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxnctuDrZHI/AAAAAAAAIOA/W280jjlvTQw/s72-c/IMG_3303.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ICSHs_eCp7ImA9WxNaGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-1741916004360932037</id><published>2009-12-03T22:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:39:29.540-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-03T23:39:29.540-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="language" /><title>Day 2.327: Immunity Man and Mud Boy</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxiE9AtzUsI/AAAAAAAAINc/2YkxTrffFvk/s1600-h/IMG_3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxiE9AtzUsI/AAAAAAAAINc/2YkxTrffFvk/s320/IMG_3291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221135984644802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a child I remember pretending to be a superhero - wearing a cape and throwing myself off the back of the sofa.  I can't remember the name of my favourite character - but I remember that I came across him in a comic book at a place I had to wait around at for my mum - presumably she was working there.  I also remember that he had a crescent shaped cape that enabled him some degree of aerial ability - although I think it was more Batman than Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as it turns out I have achieved my ambition.  At work, a couple of things have come together over the last couple of weeks.  One is a notice on our notice board entitled 'Surviving the Flu Pandemic' and the other is Boy Scout Popcorn.  One puts the idea of massive risk of death in your mind and the other causes colleagues to place open containers around the office to tempt everyone's hand in to take a few kernels.  Following my early brush with the pig disease, I have, of course, been boldly feasting (on a little) to the apparent envy of one of my colleagues who coined the term 'Immunity Man' for me.  He listed this superhero's powers as, "He can eat what he likes, kiss who he likes, ..."  I pointed out that H1N1 might not be the only reason to refrain from the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile as you can see, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; is working on a super-persona of his own.  Fortunately his super-mom/mum had the foresight to put his waterproof suit on before he ventured out into the post-rainstorm mud-zone this morning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-1741916004360932037?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/9fk5U_-MUeI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/1741916004360932037/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2327-immunity-man-and-mud-boy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1741916004360932037?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/1741916004360932037?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2327-immunity-man-and-mud-boy.html" title="Day 2.327: Immunity Man and Mud Boy" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxiE9AtzUsI/AAAAAAAAINc/2YkxTrffFvk/s72-c/IMG_3291.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIMSX45eyp7ImA9WxNaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-8532521677617393700</id><published>2009-12-02T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:36:28.023-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-03T00:36:28.023-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="signs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.326: Do these help?</title><content type="html">Thanks to all who are helping to decipher these &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2324-tans-x-coss.html"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2325-morse-irons.html"&gt;signs&lt;/a&gt;.  Maybe some pictures from our walk on the path in question will help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxdL4hmpwdI/AAAAAAAAINU/j5iW2F49mu8/s1600-h/2009-11-25+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxdL4hmpwdI/AAAAAAAAINU/j5iW2F49mu8/s400/2009-11-25+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410876911774187986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures include another sign that confused us for a while - sign designers please note that decimal numbers do not work well when written vertically in this fashion.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3 &lt;/span&gt;pricking her finger on a teasel (but not, happily, falling asleep for 100 years), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; carrying the path along the path and some rather sad traffic cones which, when we first saw them back in March, were featured over at the wonderful world of &lt;a href="http://www.funkypancake.com/blog/archives/2009/03/unspringy-bolla.html"&gt;funkypancake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would anyone like to make some serious suggestions about the signs in amongst the excellent joking around?  I have the official answers ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-8532521677617393700?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/8yTv3vC6zcI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/8532521677617393700/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2326-do-these-help.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/8532521677617393700?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/8532521677617393700?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2326-do-these-help.html" title="Day 2.326: Do these help?" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxdL4hmpwdI/AAAAAAAAINU/j5iW2F49mu8/s72-c/2009-11-25+12.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIGSH8_cSp7ImA9WxNaF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-5302428216263926193</id><published>2009-12-01T23:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:35:29.149-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-01T23:35:29.149-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="signs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="transport" /><title>Day 2.325: Morse irons</title><content type="html">Seeing as you did such a nice job with the suggestions for the &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2324-tans-x-coss.html"&gt;first four&lt;/a&gt; - here are four more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to keep your interpretations coming for both sets in the comments.  At some point I'll tell you the official meanings, but for now this is much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxXpd_6-0JI/AAAAAAAAINM/A-11u4zGI4g/s1600-h/2009-11-25+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxXpd_6-0JI/AAAAAAAAINM/A-11u4zGI4g/s400/2009-11-25+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410487228939817106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was something of a struggle to get everyone up and the girls ready for the bus after six days off school.  Hoping for more success tomorrow - and it needs to start with me getting to bed very soon.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-5302428216263926193?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/0rZsjeVcQFw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/5302428216263926193/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2325-morse-irons.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/5302428216263926193?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/5302428216263926193?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-2325-morse-irons.html" title="Day 2.325: Morse irons" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxXpd_6-0JI/AAAAAAAAINM/A-11u4zGI4g/s72-c/2009-11-25+11.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ENRXw-eCp7ImA9WxNaFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-599332883682070050</id><published>2009-11-30T19:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:54:54.250-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-01T08:54:54.250-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="calculations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="signs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puns" /><title>Day 2.324: tan(s) x cos(s)</title><content type="html">On a recent walk at the Corning Trail in Albany, we noticed a very smart new sign with the "Rules of the Path".  The pictures accompanying each of the ten rules are quite interesting and I reckon that all but about two of them are fairly incomprehensible or at least open to misinterpretation without the accompanying text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the first four.  Four more to come another day.  Any serious, or non-serious suggestions as to what they signify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxRqylY8kRI/AAAAAAAAINE/Kai6nXMRe9o/s1600/2009-11-25+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxRqylY8kRI/AAAAAAAAINE/Kai6nXMRe9o/s400/2009-11-25+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410066469641556242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back at work today trying to catch up after five days off.  The girls are back at school tomorrow and life can get back to normal for a couple of weeks.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-599332883682070050?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/a9FBN5aBISI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/599332883682070050/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2324-tans-x-coss.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/599332883682070050?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/599332883682070050?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2324-tans-x-coss.html" title="Day 2.324: tan(s) x cos(s)" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxRqylY8kRI/AAAAAAAAINE/Kai6nXMRe9o/s72-c/2009-11-25+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cNQXc8fSp7ImA9WxNaFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-8506139027563363165</id><published>2009-11-29T22:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:44:50.975-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-30T07:44:50.975-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animals" /><title>Day 2.323: Rivers angle</title><content type="html">My parents celebrated their Golden (50th) Wedding Anniversary today.  Their anniversary was yesterday, but today they celebrated with friends and family at my sister's house.  We joined the party briefly by Skype video call - although only with limited success due to background noise and camera lighting issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for a walk at Five Rivers, our semi-regular Sunday morning swimming trip being a bit much for a still slightly off-colour &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-2221-rivers-progress.html"&gt;classic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-2169-rivers-gear.html"&gt;group&lt;/a&gt; shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8v1V6VII/AAAAAAAAIM8/SS1IfMgiigg/s1600/IMGP0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8v1V6VII/AAAAAAAAIM8/SS1IfMgiigg/s320/IMGP0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409734369872598146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; stole my hat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8vpBr9mI/AAAAAAAAIM0/KhCAuvlZBlE/s1600/IMG_3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8vpBr9mI/AAAAAAAAIM0/KhCAuvlZBlE/s320/IMG_3215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409734366566544994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we were excited to see a lot of evidence of beaver activity (more than we have seen in the last couple of years at least) including these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8vevOuCI/AAAAAAAAIMs/4_IGkgQtMUg/s1600/IMG_3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8vevOuCI/AAAAAAAAIMs/4_IGkgQtMUg/s320/IMG_3206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409734363804776482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this impressive felled tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8uwgeDQI/AAAAAAAAIMk/XyYMgkv4atk/s1600/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8uwgeDQI/AAAAAAAAIMk/XyYMgkv4atk/s320/IMG_3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409734351394835714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also enjoyed the new view which has been opened up from this recently-replaced view-point.  We used to worry about one of the kids falling between the railings here (admittedly not exactly dangerously) but now it is safe and lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8ujWOAcI/AAAAAAAAIMc/7RJv_vR_UDE/s1600/IMG_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8ujWOAcI/AAAAAAAAIMc/7RJv_vR_UDE/s320/IMG_3197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409734347862180290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got home we talked to friends (also in the UK) on Skype and after lunch we managed a slightly more intelligible conversation with the remnant of the party at my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy anniversary Mum and Dad!  Thanks to the kids craft project for you, our house is sprinkled with gold glitter throughout.  I think I'll take a picture of it for you rather than attempting to send it to you - otherwise you might be bemused by a large blank sheet of paper in an envelope full of gold-dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-8506139027563363165?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/6yfjq9qwpTY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/8506139027563363165/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2323-rivers-angle.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/8506139027563363165?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/8506139027563363165?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2323-rivers-angle.html" title="Day 2.323: Rivers angle" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxM8v1V6VII/AAAAAAAAIM8/SS1IfMgiigg/s72-c/IMGP0165.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EERH0ycCp7ImA9WxNaFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-2332597642587418666</id><published>2009-11-28T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:13:25.398-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-29T00:13:25.398-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.322: Quiet day at home</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxICdCvRzsI/AAAAAAAAILk/dbkwREFsVN0/s1600/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; clear: both;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxICdCvRzsI/AAAAAAAAILk/dbkwREFsVN0/s320/IMG_3195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK - the title doesn't suggest a lot of excitement, and you're not going to get much - but I can give you this view of &lt;em&gt;Exile #3&lt;/em&gt; as a 19th century schoolgirl learning needlework by the window. I actually found her like this - I didn't disturb her at all - I just took two pictures and left her to her sewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the weather report. It has been a very windy day after an amazingly windy night. I'm beginning to doubt my confidence about raking being done for the season. Also, I spent some time looking suspiciously at a large branch now hanging from a tree at the corner of the back yard - however, it is further away from the lawn and the swing-set than I initially thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as if that wasn't enough, a little video of...an empty room - or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jtK7xuF-CWo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jtK7xuF-CWo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one household achievement was splitting some of our firewood and making a very satisfying fire - the girls had their bedtime story sitting by it when it was at its peak. &lt;em&gt;E5N1&lt;/em&gt; repeatedly asked "What is it doing?" By the end he was answering himself, "Burning wood!". Lesson learned.&lt;img style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-2332597642587418666?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/in3JTX0SZuw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/2332597642587418666/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2322-quiet-day-at-home.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/2332597642587418666?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/2332597642587418666?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2322-quiet-day-at-home.html" title="Day 2.322: Quiet day at home" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxICdCvRzsI/AAAAAAAAILk/dbkwREFsVN0/s72-c/IMG_3195.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEFRnw4fCp7ImA9WxNaE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-3719080427735298676</id><published>2009-11-27T23:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:46:57.234-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-27T23:46:57.234-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tv" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="xbox" /><title>Day 2.321: Slightly surreal</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxCrGMKcQKI/AAAAAAAAILc/XsK-rVZvH7k/s1600/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; clear: both;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxCrGMKcQKI/AAAAAAAAILc/XsK-rVZvH7k/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a slow start to the day - in contrast to yesterday's rushing about.  Mid-morning, &lt;em&gt;Exile #2&lt;/em&gt; went to her skating lesson and the rest of us went to the playground in a local park.  We had a good time and managed to leave while that was still the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunchtime, &lt;em&gt;Exile #3&lt;/em&gt; was teaching us the dance moves to the Macarena and Cotton-Eyed Joe.  She had learned them at school in music lessons - one of our friends suggested to &lt;em&gt;Exile #2&lt;/em&gt; at a recent event at school that the new music teacher was 'Glee'ing them up - referring to the current TV program called &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/glee/"&gt;Glee&lt;/a&gt; - which follows a group of high school kids and their glee club teacher and includes a lot of pop song-and-dance numbers.  We haven't really been watching it, but have caught the odd episode because it comes on after &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/dance/"&gt;SYTYCD&lt;/a&gt;.  The last time we saw it was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ballad_%28Glee%29"&gt;episode 10&lt;/a&gt; but, although we loved it, we still haven't succumbed to setting the DVR to record it.  Anyway, it was Rock Band night tonight and we got another glimpse into &lt;em&gt;Exile #3&lt;/em&gt;'s pop ambitions as she sang along and did some cute dance moves during the upbeat songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;em&gt;E5N1&lt;/em&gt;'s new words for the day (he's going through a major language explosion at the moment) were "Iggy Pop" thanks to the &lt;strong&gt;LEGO Rock Band&lt;/strong&gt; playlist.  &lt;em&gt;Exile #4&lt;/em&gt; was also having a good time enjoying music, food and company until she finally fell asleep on the floor during a particularly loud song.  We called a halt to the evening for her at that point - and for everyone soon after.&lt;img style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-3719080427735298676?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/wHHglkBGdCI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/3719080427735298676/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2321-slightly-surreal.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/3719080427735298676?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/3719080427735298676?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2321-slightly-surreal.html" title="Day 2.321: Slightly surreal" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/SxCrGMKcQKI/AAAAAAAAILc/XsK-rVZvH7k/s72-c/IMG_3154.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFQHY9eip7ImA9WxNaEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-2554308359710162221</id><published>2009-11-26T21:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:13:31.862-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-26T22:13:31.862-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="neighbours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animals" /><title>Day 2.320: A major operation</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw85d8GDS4I/AAAAAAAAIKE/U7r_kaWu600/s1600/IMG_3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw85d8GDS4I/AAAAAAAAIKE/U7r_kaWu600/s320/IMG_3120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;No - not any medical treatment.  We decided that this year we should, since we are strangers to this particular holiday, take the opportunity to offer something to our neighbours without any great sacrifice on our part.  In the end, we settled on delivering some of the 8500 meals to people in need in the area with the &lt;a href="http://www.equinoxinc.org/thanksgiving_day.html"&gt;Equinox&lt;/a&gt; organisation.  We did not really know what to expect, but armed with some good advice and some contingency plans this is how the day went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.20 am, I got up and headed over to the Empire State Plaza with the kids' red wagon, some breakfast, a book and an iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.00 am, the State Trooper at the parking lot checked my photo ID carefully - as usual, then thanked me for coming out.  This was no normal day at the Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.05 am or so, I arrived in the concourse and found my way to the back of the line.  There were well over a hundred people ahead of me - I later found out I was the 74th driver in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86RR043mI/AAAAAAAAIKM/J6ZpHVNiBk0/s1600/IMG_3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86RR043mI/AAAAAAAAIKM/J6ZpHVNiBk0/s320/IMG_3119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408605746012675682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7.00 am, I walked to the back of the line to see how long it was - this was still an hour before anyone was going to move from the front of the line.  I estimate that there were probably between 400 and 500 drivers at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ECq8q3e4iks&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ECq8q3e4iks&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8.20 am, we still had not moved (except several line-compression operations).  Just then the &lt;a href="http://www.hvpress.net/news/125/ARTICLE/8319/2009-11-26.html"&gt;Governor of New York&lt;/a&gt; came down the line greeting the volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86RR_JIkI/AAAAAAAAIKU/mcA4bm0cyXM/s1600/IMG_3129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86RR_JIkI/AAAAAAAAIKU/mcA4bm0cyXM/s320/IMG_3129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408605746055684674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was as far as he got.  The guy behind me in line quipped that he you had to be in the first 70 to meet him.  He also told me that his friend who was second in line had arrived at 4.15 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line started moving soon after that, and I took my turn to collect a set of names and addresses with details of how many meals they needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86RsZ9reI/AAAAAAAAIKc/VZ2zIzpsw2Q/s1600/IMG_3133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86RsZ9reI/AAAAAAAAIKc/VZ2zIzpsw2Q/s320/IMG_3133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408605753147502050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I had arrived early, I managed to get a set near to our home - which made the next major stage of the operation significantly simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the view looking back from about where I started my walk in the time-lapse above.  That's quite a line - and no complaining (as far as I heard anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw88d_PLMBI/AAAAAAAAIK0/AD7vVdOLSOQ/s1600/IMG_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw88d_PLMBI/AAAAAAAAIK0/AD7vVdOLSOQ/s320/IMG_3134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408608163384209426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the food (a total of nine meals to be delivered to five different addresses) from an amazing assembly line in the food court where we had sat on a previous visit - near the sign commemorating &lt;a href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-2263-room-for-one-more.html"&gt;a previous mass-feeding event&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 9 am, I packed the food into the car and drove home to pick up the rest of the family - other plans had included meeting up in various large parking lots around the outskirts of the city if I ended up with a round in another area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86R-dX4EI/AAAAAAAAIKk/4KlY50zCBqw/s1600/IMG_3138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86R-dX4EI/AAAAAAAAIKk/4KlY50zCBqw/s320/IMG_3138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408605757993640002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the recipients of the meals was an 89-year-old veteran of the Battle of Guam.  He told us a couple of stories while&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; E5N1&lt;/span&gt; played on his mobility aid.  We had a great time, only making one mistake - turning up a elderly care-home instead of the assisted living apartments next door - with some resulting confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were home before 11 am - fairly early, if quite a long time after the day had started.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #2&lt;/span&gt; cooked us our own Thanksgiving dinner - not turkey, but we did have sweet potato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86SIeLmPI/AAAAAAAAIKs/-VVE41vd0Y0/s1600/IMG_3140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw86SIeLmPI/AAAAAAAAIKs/-VVE41vd0Y0/s320/IMG_3140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408605760681384178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, to fight off the desire to collapse and fall asleep, we went to Five Rivers and saw this very relieved-looking turkey wandering around.  We also had a nice walk and bumped into &lt;a href="http://albaniana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Albaniana&lt;/a&gt; and family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw9CBDhz9dI/AAAAAAAAIK8/iWAOaSFHXAc/s1600/IMGP0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw9CBDhz9dI/AAAAAAAAIK8/iWAOaSFHXAc/s320/IMGP0155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408614263389681106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we had a very good day indeed.&lt;img style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-2554308359710162221?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/3RCB25nIG2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/2554308359710162221/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2320-major-operation.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/2554308359710162221?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/2554308359710162221?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2320-major-operation.html" title="Day 2.320: A major operation" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw85d8GDS4I/AAAAAAAAIKE/U7r_kaWu600/s72-c/IMG_3120.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQMSXo_fCp7ImA9WxNaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-4916678302885507935</id><published>2009-11-25T22:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:06:28.444-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T23:06:28.444-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pop puns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recreation" /><title>Day 2.319: Bowling forsooth</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw36p939soI/AAAAAAAAIJk/3OSovxpPW3c/s1600/IMG_3042.JPG" onmouseover="rollover('cheekytongue')" onmouseout="rollout('cheekytongue')"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw36pka9Z1I/AAAAAAAAIJc/N57NDLA4h0U/s320/IMG_3041.JPG" name="cheekytongue" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408254319600166738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since the girls were out of school and most of my team were taking time off to travel to or prepare for family gatherings for Thanksgiving, I decided to take the day off too.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #4&lt;/span&gt; opted for a play-date, but the rest of us managed to fit in bowling, lunch, a walk and a visit to a playground before returning to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E5N1&lt;/span&gt; concentrating (click or rollover to see how much) on his attempt to reprogram the scores.  Check out the cute bowling shoes!  You can also see a little film of one of his shots (using the ramp) below.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile #3&lt;/span&gt; did very well at the start with some actual bowling - but later shifted over to using the ramp too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite using one of two free-game vouchers we had lying around, we ended the day with three similar ones, so it's likely that we'll be back during the long hard-to-get-out winter months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wBZpPgIEmHk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wBZpPgIEmHk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title is a pop pun of sorts - not a song lyric or title though.  Feel free to show me how clever you are in the comments!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-4916678302885507935?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/tYGQpGqquSQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/4916678302885507935/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2319-bowling-forsooth.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/4916678302885507935?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/4916678302885507935?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2319-bowling-forsooth.html" title="Day 2.319: Bowling forsooth" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sw36pka9Z1I/AAAAAAAAIJc/N57NDLA4h0U/s72-c/IMG_3041.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMHR3c_fip7ImA9WxNaEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516034747297970877.post-33610381319190884</id><published>2009-11-24T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:37:16.946-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:37:16.946-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="culture-shock" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tv" /><title>Day 2.318: Great TV, strange TV</title><content type="html">Having completed my working week (day off tomorrow - followed by the Thanksgiving break), we settled down this evening to watch So You Think You Can Dance.  It's down to the last six couples and honestly - although I have some favourites - after a great show tonight, they are all so good I don't mind too much who goes on to form the top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the local Fox News comes on - it was more surreal than usual as they tried to find something to say about all the ongoing news stories (politics, trials,...) packing up for the holiday.  The weather guy was trying to make a few scattered rain showers out west exciting and then finally we had a news story about holiday shopping which included an interview with a shopkeeper who said (and I only paraphrase slightly) - We are neither up nor down, we're OK - the same people are shopping here as last year, they're spending the same as last year.  Hold the front page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the adverts were on surreal form - this was a woman tugging a pair of shopping trolleys up a steep hill - with a house built on the slant behind her - or was it possibly just the camera that was at an angle?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Swy_MLDe_bI/AAAAAAAAIJM/FT7vO784uwU/s1600/IMG_3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Swy_MLDe_bI/AAAAAAAAIJM/FT7vO784uwU/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407907468411862450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe that was intentionally rubbish, but what about this political one with an important message for (or from) Senator Kirsten Gillibrand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Swy_MR86QlI/AAAAAAAAIJU/wEID_rXqtJ4/s1600/IMG_3029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Swy_MR86QlI/AAAAAAAAIJU/wEID_rXqtJ4/s320/IMG_3029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407907470263337554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously - "Close Donut Hole" - say what?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243361000537762" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Sbxur6GjvqI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/zzVXGehG7cQ/s320/the_exile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516034747297970877-33610381319190884?l=exilesny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ExilesInNewYork/~4/FL5IEJrUxcc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/feeds/33610381319190884/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2318-great-tv-strange-tv.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/33610381319190884?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516034747297970877/posts/default/33610381319190884?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://exilesny.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2318-great-tv-strange-tv.html" title="Day 2.318: Great TV, strange TV" /><author><name>the_exile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08317567327641097329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04610396186742904888" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0qa1Ef8-_0/Swy_MLDe_bI/AAAAAAAAIJM/FT7vO784uwU/s72-c/IMG_3027.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry></feed>
