<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 09:35:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Mitchell</category><category>John says</category><category>Mooney</category><category>Scavuzzo</category><category>dzingle</category><category>Adams</category><category>Filkins</category><category>Fricano</category><category>Jude said</category><category>agosti</category><category>how to post</category><category>rzepkowski</category><title>Standin on the Moon</title><description>The adventures of a dog named Jackson and the guy that feeds him!</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>250</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-5342108224305492876</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-03T10:02:16.576-05:00</atom:updated><title>With all the snow - everythings WHITE!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi02n8hl0YZqekjN35S-bhMhdjAkD9zGdcUwNx-h9vbQw2WK7B_fjbOc7sZmcxsbNro3V8REPd8fu1qjoZpROSYx1xERJgQPl-pPi02s6PdXgzzjDSSDayqqL1Ub-_vKUZO17m-IOVvPHuX/s1600/White+Deer.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; linkindex=&quot;28&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;259&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi02n8hl0YZqekjN35S-bhMhdjAkD9zGdcUwNx-h9vbQw2WK7B_fjbOc7sZmcxsbNro3V8REPd8fu1qjoZpROSYx1xERJgQPl-pPi02s6PdXgzzjDSSDayqqL1Ub-_vKUZO17m-IOVvPHuX/s320/White+Deer.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1AydKlnein57D2XTJY-6BDKMQ8F4Y4q4iddPq1WvD_7yuK32cXAMOZEVwvbIru5-bBEx__00F9KDkFhpCCBPKjRvFqAWEZ9fSjAWiG0q9VZhqw2yYEbfyPoL1hIU-9mPEmQnQHm4rzQo/s1600/White_Horse.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; linkindex=&quot;29&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1AydKlnein57D2XTJY-6BDKMQ8F4Y4q4iddPq1WvD_7yuK32cXAMOZEVwvbIru5-bBEx__00F9KDkFhpCCBPKjRvFqAWEZ9fSjAWiG0q9VZhqw2yYEbfyPoL1hIU-9mPEmQnQHm4rzQo/s320/White_Horse.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Wow - what a pic Jude got of this white deer. I have never seen or even heard of white deer. I know white horses are extremely rare. Grey or Roan horses look white from afar , but up close you can see two color hair. A grey has black and white and a roan had red and white. But pure white horses are rare. There is one farm that has started to produce them regularly , but they rarely make it to the races.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2011/02/with-all-snow-everythings-white.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi02n8hl0YZqekjN35S-bhMhdjAkD9zGdcUwNx-h9vbQw2WK7B_fjbOc7sZmcxsbNro3V8REPd8fu1qjoZpROSYx1xERJgQPl-pPi02s6PdXgzzjDSSDayqqL1Ub-_vKUZO17m-IOVvPHuX/s72-c/White+Deer.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-4722881582340122509</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2010 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T06:04:29.578-05:00</atom:updated><title>Weather stuck?</title><description>Wow-&lt;br /&gt;
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Incredible weather is being experienced all over the globe currently and the Weather Channel just showed &#39;how the weather is stuck&#39;, but have no clue why. The snow is being measured in FEET in California, huge snow storms in Europe, and freezing temps in Florida in December. Seems crazy huh? &lt;br /&gt;
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I know why. The &#39;flow of tides&#39; that keep the jet stream moving were destroyed by the oil spill and the ONE company in control of the spill, the clean-up , and the selling of inflated oil and gas to heat your homes - Halliburton.This company is extremely close to our crooked government as many ex-presidents have big shares in this company. &lt;br /&gt;
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Go to YouTube (via internet) and put in - Jesse Ventura , Conspiracy Theory, Season 2 - Oil spill , and watch the episode on how all this is in plain sight. They created the oil spill , then purchased the Largest Oil Spill clean-up company a mere 5 days PRIOR to the oil spill!!&amp;nbsp; The show also showed that they have disrupted the &#39;flow of tides&#39; because they &#39;sunk the oil&#39; rather than clean it up. Without this &#39;flow of tides&#39; , our weather is now &#39;stuck&#39;, and we are gonna be in for a hell a a winter. This is crazy how ONE COMPANY is the cause of this!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Watch the show!&amp;nbsp; It explains why the weather has gone crazy.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/12/weather-stuck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-770786842556757099</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2010 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-10T09:53:23.595-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sgt Sheena Adams</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LStkAZUy-vHLsM2BMWSWDssGTKdRMSqLmEXwKMxZ473Smfd25aiMtRPhqBUx7uIaWSNpoMVRzwwFwP6NNIAl1TvOSeTRxt1w7NBBEjj6xZLN56359gbDP-A8IjEeCrLfHa-mMzl3nRIW/s1600/capt.1c0694ede90e4cedde047466e7556a4f.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; linkindex=&quot;175&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LStkAZUy-vHLsM2BMWSWDssGTKdRMSqLmEXwKMxZ473Smfd25aiMtRPhqBUx7uIaWSNpoMVRzwwFwP6NNIAl1TvOSeTRxt1w7NBBEjj6xZLN56359gbDP-A8IjEeCrLfHa-mMzl3nRIW/s320/capt.1c0694ede90e4cedde047466e7556a4f.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is 25 yr old Sergeant Sheena Adams from the 1st Battalion 8th Marines - Regimental Combat Team II currently serving in the silly war our government has been involved with for a few years now. I don&#39;t know her whatsoever - but she could be related since &quot;Adams&quot; is apart of our family tree. &lt;br /&gt;
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I just found this picture , well I guess it moved me. To see her blowing a bubble with these kids shows me tremendous courage, self assurance, and bravery. I mean she is in the middle of some shitty third world country &#39;defending our country&#39; - but she acts like she&#39;s playing in any average neighborhood here in the US, except for the gun. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sergeant Sheena Adams - you are my hero and also my inspiration. Please make it home safe.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/12/sgt-sheena-adams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LStkAZUy-vHLsM2BMWSWDssGTKdRMSqLmEXwKMxZ473Smfd25aiMtRPhqBUx7uIaWSNpoMVRzwwFwP6NNIAl1TvOSeTRxt1w7NBBEjj6xZLN56359gbDP-A8IjEeCrLfHa-mMzl3nRIW/s72-c/capt.1c0694ede90e4cedde047466e7556a4f.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-2347212328016663421</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 20:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-26T16:59:37.066-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jack&#39;s on Discovery Channel</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOT2H3zCQIpYpiaGD23mNjF95s1j9F1rI1nv-aslG5s0eMD-KnEydLbjST_2Lsye6v5KBxZjn19wXrsZZnC6In9IkLJb-10nbD4Ibgfz3jY_BB_Qi6xQsAD4AbWwaCuF72_jklYw5Tk64/s1600/jjjjj.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; linkindex=&quot;27&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOT2H3zCQIpYpiaGD23mNjF95s1j9F1rI1nv-aslG5s0eMD-KnEydLbjST_2Lsye6v5KBxZjn19wXrsZZnC6In9IkLJb-10nbD4Ibgfz3jY_BB_Qi6xQsAD4AbWwaCuF72_jklYw5Tk64/s320/jjjjj.png&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well the camera was running when I pulled up to take his picture, maybe we&#39;ll be in a future episode. This is the new home of Orange County Choppers - American Chopper on Discovery Channel. I would have love to see Paul Sr to tell him he is a piece of shit as a father since he has made his son his enemy. They do build some cool bikes, but I have never been a regular viewer - I had enough of a Italian father stuff when I was a kid, no need to watch it on TV too. But it&#39;s another cool pic for Jack!</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/10/jacks-on-discovery-channel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOT2H3zCQIpYpiaGD23mNjF95s1j9F1rI1nv-aslG5s0eMD-KnEydLbjST_2Lsye6v5KBxZjn19wXrsZZnC6In9IkLJb-10nbD4Ibgfz3jY_BB_Qi6xQsAD4AbWwaCuF72_jklYw5Tk64/s72-c/jjjjj.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-8925481901477484859</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-07T17:06:43.596-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jack&#39;s Boo Boo</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbkcRpmCPQSQdm_M4dOQRu-r64uzGpi8ei9lDAFmEtYzoMzftqg_d-CBMXCDoUpfxhY80HByjdU6a-P4JmgqXbYuAYMtyGN1zmGs3PTqhLJY26pBHf-E2CTnMQsYBqAdphZGJJNofkfQn/s1600/0000000000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbkcRpmCPQSQdm_M4dOQRu-r64uzGpi8ei9lDAFmEtYzoMzftqg_d-CBMXCDoUpfxhY80HByjdU6a-P4JmgqXbYuAYMtyGN1zmGs3PTqhLJY26pBHf-E2CTnMQsYBqAdphZGJJNofkfQn/s400/0000000000.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480139048620405746&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice his rear right paw - its got a mini cast!  Well mini for me! Its up to his knee so its a lot bigger than the one I put on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday it was raining so I was home not golfing. I got up at some point to get more coffee and saw bloody paw prints everywhere on the carpet. He tore a chuck off of his pad on that foot. He must have run full speed over a piece of glass. I cleaned it up and wrapped it up. It doesn&#39;t bother him in the least, he wants to chase squirrels still. He is going back to the Vet on Friday to take off the new bandage. He ate up his meds without even knowing. He&#39;ll be full speed again soon.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/06/jacks-boo-boo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbkcRpmCPQSQdm_M4dOQRu-r64uzGpi8ei9lDAFmEtYzoMzftqg_d-CBMXCDoUpfxhY80HByjdU6a-P4JmgqXbYuAYMtyGN1zmGs3PTqhLJY26pBHf-E2CTnMQsYBqAdphZGJJNofkfQn/s72-c/0000000000.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-8208080696636128062</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 22:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-24T18:52:57.003-04:00</atom:updated><title>the fridge ...</title><description>Just in case anyone has something to say ...</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/05/fridge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-2993108923485013458</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2010 13:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-16T09:38:34.583-04:00</atom:updated><title>Thanks</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh015Vs1F5_tD51EfWCChdPOTzzFKbomGTcQI2BZ07vY9P2tqssjHZK5LnI2WOO0PkM4-qF4Z99OWK8nPWYFewzYhM9af0tyBw-Pcvh0Y36iDovrcS8cdPz-rqIhtqP6E0IEW2-OAxgZFAi/s1600/000000000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh015Vs1F5_tD51EfWCChdPOTzzFKbomGTcQI2BZ07vY9P2tqssjHZK5LnI2WOO0PkM4-qF4Z99OWK8nPWYFewzYhM9af0tyBw-Pcvh0Y36iDovrcS8cdPz-rqIhtqP6E0IEW2-OAxgZFAi/s400/000000000.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471860922708893762&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy was with me yesterday at my meeting so I took him for a walk near this pond. A stupid barking dog was distracting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the B-Day wishes - it only took 41 years for someone to have a &#39;party&#39; for me nonetheless the six people who sent wishes along. Wish the weekend was better - but it sucks, not having the least bit of fun. But just another fun day I get to trudge through. Yippy.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh015Vs1F5_tD51EfWCChdPOTzzFKbomGTcQI2BZ07vY9P2tqssjHZK5LnI2WOO0PkM4-qF4Z99OWK8nPWYFewzYhM9af0tyBw-Pcvh0Y36iDovrcS8cdPz-rqIhtqP6E0IEW2-OAxgZFAi/s72-c/000000000.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-1477964249382465710</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2010 23:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-09T19:54:29.091-04:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Mother&#39;s Day</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gZqan3E2AGs92Efr1VZbm9jUn93B2l1c6zni7-oRR-GMRUl0mc75juaW5D3CLE_KztBkVOhDrQRzVGnRv7_In2-ktua26GMzr9hp_54CHfqy3dAOJGRGIv2WqnobLD0uOrSz8VFZ4wxB/s1600/0000000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gZqan3E2AGs92Efr1VZbm9jUn93B2l1c6zni7-oRR-GMRUl0mc75juaW5D3CLE_KztBkVOhDrQRzVGnRv7_In2-ktua26GMzr9hp_54CHfqy3dAOJGRGIv2WqnobLD0uOrSz8VFZ4wxB/s400/0000000.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469422173411759714&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPqxboX1eD6LT2BpZrUOZJ7aHEG_6H3NKpC5vJ9UP9GgT0mYinIYsv7qBYBEcWxOIICndyIre9KUpLeFtmBDN3jy20eJ36ClG8l9Mt8ezpdvWn05HTSnkCWyh3R3B7X9zenjs1Jep90MRg/s1600/00000000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPqxboX1eD6LT2BpZrUOZJ7aHEG_6H3NKpC5vJ9UP9GgT0mYinIYsv7qBYBEcWxOIICndyIre9KUpLeFtmBDN3jy20eJ36ClG8l9Mt8ezpdvWn05HTSnkCWyh3R3B7X9zenjs1Jep90MRg/s400/00000000.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469422170125263746&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my latest pics I have sent to Nikki. That was the first lilac I have seen all year. So Happy Mother&#39;s Day = Mom, Jude, Mo , and Nikki ...</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gZqan3E2AGs92Efr1VZbm9jUn93B2l1c6zni7-oRR-GMRUl0mc75juaW5D3CLE_KztBkVOhDrQRzVGnRv7_In2-ktua26GMzr9hp_54CHfqy3dAOJGRGIv2WqnobLD0uOrSz8VFZ4wxB/s72-c/0000000.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-6936137708269447258</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2010 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-01T14:52:21.411-04:00</atom:updated><title>Derby Day!</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2IuWz5UeVq0vdED3ER00OvwrA7X7V1M9EqBnCXtqKo7Mr0A6xjagR-d71dsi7V7ISRNCXvzZ2kjaxDsXh4STFdjb4mze-IGVcQKCi0EYvdoZfFDpKIWN1TxZPdGUNs4_lEe6H4Vy_mkLH/s1600/000000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2IuWz5UeVq0vdED3ER00OvwrA7X7V1M9EqBnCXtqKo7Mr0A6xjagR-d71dsi7V7ISRNCXvzZ2kjaxDsXh4STFdjb4mze-IGVcQKCi0EYvdoZfFDpKIWN1TxZPdGUNs4_lEe6H4Vy_mkLH/s400/000000.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466374117050186322&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But Jack wants to play ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn&#39;t let me leave this morning for golf. I got out the door into the truck and looked up to see his face in the window. So I got back out and the little face disappeared. Then I heard these glorious little barks - whoo whoo whoo ... He was so excited I came back to get him - then ran right over to his truck door and couldn&#39;t wait to get in for the ride .... Being Derby Day I was only playing 9 holes anyway - so it worked out just fine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He plays with this toy every night. He came with one just like it -and the little dog next door destroyed it - so this one will be just fine ... We played with the toy at Pete&#39;s house, but I have so much more yard space now to play with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I stand corrected, Jack plays with me.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/05/derby-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2IuWz5UeVq0vdED3ER00OvwrA7X7V1M9EqBnCXtqKo7Mr0A6xjagR-d71dsi7V7ISRNCXvzZ2kjaxDsXh4STFdjb4mze-IGVcQKCi0EYvdoZfFDpKIWN1TxZPdGUNs4_lEe6H4Vy_mkLH/s72-c/000000.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-9187670725830131877</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Apr 2010 21:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-25T19:43:21.251-04:00</atom:updated><title>Flowers</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFpMnBlwjtzIVFktH71RqWSFJbwTt1b5HsMIkae8dINOaWw1XBGuQsKS-PzBdCA8MlqfEsDuN5g_RRuL8jVBWg7OOCaajSqG_oNe4f2Guw-erxQGF4N1jeHUDxDRGdRnxwYWxDgtb5mjU/s1600/0010.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFpMnBlwjtzIVFktH71RqWSFJbwTt1b5HsMIkae8dINOaWw1XBGuQsKS-PzBdCA8MlqfEsDuN5g_RRuL8jVBWg7OOCaajSqG_oNe4f2Guw-erxQGF4N1jeHUDxDRGdRnxwYWxDgtb5mjU/s400/0010.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464190705729680850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFHkMnjYh5FqZeDNHXxh8lCFmZea1MDa_TJkMlWFn_nWNxvAVci7kRRLUaym-eEnqqnj4K7-mZjUUVya6XWLqR0LytaNGzknnmzkoKiducfdCwHUBr-PUlhwUAoji88C2ahR2HTGr_19hR/s1600/001.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFHkMnjYh5FqZeDNHXxh8lCFmZea1MDa_TJkMlWFn_nWNxvAVci7kRRLUaym-eEnqqnj4K7-mZjUUVya6XWLqR0LytaNGzknnmzkoKiducfdCwHUBr-PUlhwUAoji88C2ahR2HTGr_19hR/s400/001.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464190702106433090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfK6v61NDuNgj-mZ5MaK3cKoLPO51krdPv6WufZN_cuSQbs7CYkDF2pyNO1ERMKZzzITyMLNPMDe2YMrM7OltSsALYlYq6X2cTbkTvBn1t3PQzDYzQ9mz9auvk0qwahRaU4ZaYyrML5Q3m/s1600/0001.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfK6v61NDuNgj-mZ5MaK3cKoLPO51krdPv6WufZN_cuSQbs7CYkDF2pyNO1ERMKZzzITyMLNPMDe2YMrM7OltSsALYlYq6X2cTbkTvBn1t3PQzDYzQ9mz9auvk0qwahRaU4ZaYyrML5Q3m/s400/0001.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464190693879378482&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take pictures of flowers all the time and have been doing it for years. I have an eye for beauty.  I take most of these pictures to send to Nikki - she gets them on her Blackberry. She is going through such a tough time still - her fight is taking a toll on her health. I do what I can to add smiles to her day from afar. So if I see a different flower in my travels, I will stop and take a pic for a &#39;future smile&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since is now Jacks blog - he loves Nikki too , she is a dog lover for sure. She put her kids dog down last year after 10 years with it. She will go to the truck to see Jack anytime he is at a meeting with me.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/04/flowers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFpMnBlwjtzIVFktH71RqWSFJbwTt1b5HsMIkae8dINOaWw1XBGuQsKS-PzBdCA8MlqfEsDuN5g_RRuL8jVBWg7OOCaajSqG_oNe4f2Guw-erxQGF4N1jeHUDxDRGdRnxwYWxDgtb5mjU/s72-c/0010.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-3202574094463960775</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2010 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-24T19:58:06.833-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jack goes to the park</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97jDLwjwBxquomerqukIVSagzT2ud90LuVtAhDrm3Qg_V2DRlzpX5RQWaPbldw2aLNatTtcwWQAju-PbLsR9GEcO9AYLTfLueYe_hECxyXAUgNjLWGQP4k4ncvCEU1IEWO_EXs9-G-qHo/s1600/01jack.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97jDLwjwBxquomerqukIVSagzT2ud90LuVtAhDrm3Qg_V2DRlzpX5RQWaPbldw2aLNatTtcwWQAju-PbLsR9GEcO9AYLTfLueYe_hECxyXAUgNjLWGQP4k4ncvCEU1IEWO_EXs9-G-qHo/s400/01jack.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463856253794618178&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Dog Park in Saratoga - which may close because of these Karner Blue Butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butterflies live for less than 14 days and are gone till the next year. But they want to close this park for the butterfly. Silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jack loves to sniff around here. There are trails to walk and plenty of trees and bushes for Jackson to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to open my own dog park with a cafe, a pet shop, a doggie day care, and trails and space to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bone Yard - Cafe &amp;amp; Dog Park ...</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/04/jack-goes-to-park.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97jDLwjwBxquomerqukIVSagzT2ud90LuVtAhDrm3Qg_V2DRlzpX5RQWaPbldw2aLNatTtcwWQAju-PbLsR9GEcO9AYLTfLueYe_hECxyXAUgNjLWGQP4k4ncvCEU1IEWO_EXs9-G-qHo/s72-c/01jack.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-2973767880744673867</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2010 23:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-16T20:00:00.907-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jack goes to Columbia County</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhtIGQ4AjGFE_bikHnK41RXsfnYLP1-jZ63lOxL_hT7ToXIQruA-ajljGk5s3MqeZXDX4JZOd2E4UwCaiFrWu00MYCx5wBXlBljq5eGPMo2eTzooGgylHDNxsDgWyTwWJxoRVcAe7W3II/s1600/00jack.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhtIGQ4AjGFE_bikHnK41RXsfnYLP1-jZ63lOxL_hT7ToXIQruA-ajljGk5s3MqeZXDX4JZOd2E4UwCaiFrWu00MYCx5wBXlBljq5eGPMo2eTzooGgylHDNxsDgWyTwWJxoRVcAe7W3II/s400/00jack.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460874762503539170&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where Jack gets to stretch his legs when I go to Ginsbergs&#39; Food service. The Catskill Mountains are in the background. This field is across the street and when I&#39;m done with my business - he gets to do his!  This field grows so high, I lost him for 10 minutes last year as he hopped into the brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack got to meet Suzanne Thursday too, she is the person in charge of Ginsbergs daily operation, she is also a very nice and understanding person with a dog she loves to walk and spend time with everyday. She spent time getting to know Jack that morning. The girls in the Cash n Carry store all love when Jack is there. He&#39;s been in the store a few times to say hello!</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/04/jack-goes-to-columbia-county.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhtIGQ4AjGFE_bikHnK41RXsfnYLP1-jZ63lOxL_hT7ToXIQruA-ajljGk5s3MqeZXDX4JZOd2E4UwCaiFrWu00MYCx5wBXlBljq5eGPMo2eTzooGgylHDNxsDgWyTwWJxoRVcAe7W3II/s72-c/00jack.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-1071782456928556647</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2010 11:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-25T07:31:33.225-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mom &amp; Aunt Debb</title><description>&lt;span dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;profile/02663054942497748384&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; onclick=&quot;&quot;&gt;Aunt Debb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  said..&lt;br /&gt;.I&#39;ve always wondered the same thing ... how in the world did the  Hall of Fame end up in Cooperstown, NY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the shots of  Jackson ... keep them coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said -&lt;br /&gt;Hey John&lt;br /&gt;Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the reflection in your car door too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson  is leading the &#39;life of Riley&#39;!!!!</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/mom-aunt-debb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-3309903259185207380</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 21:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T17:56:47.259-04:00</atom:updated><title>A first for Jack and me</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-eWcNIld5-7JFoehTajjTMN19MCc8L5tj_bQ3gUu85pmlkeT1igmUFEsaF9OR2G4SEYnNqgslJXU3jhwiWyWkQyJtYJBw1MGzcJvnB4b4hUGpkH6Utwy1nKZndZQqt3y1aZTuCqJZzMY_/s1600/01.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-eWcNIld5-7JFoehTajjTMN19MCc8L5tj_bQ3gUu85pmlkeT1igmUFEsaF9OR2G4SEYnNqgslJXU3jhwiWyWkQyJtYJBw1MGzcJvnB4b4hUGpkH6Utwy1nKZndZQqt3y1aZTuCqJZzMY_/s400/01.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452319113628134882&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep - Jackson and I traveled to Cooperstown, NY for the first time. Wow, don&#39;t blink huh?  How did the Hall of Fame find this small town?  I saw a plantation that looked like it was founded by August Busch - founder of Busch Beer ...   This is the stadium where they play the Hall of Fame game every year. Jack seems unimpressed. lol. Was that a squirrel over there?</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-for-jack-and-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-eWcNIld5-7JFoehTajjTMN19MCc8L5tj_bQ3gUu85pmlkeT1igmUFEsaF9OR2G4SEYnNqgslJXU3jhwiWyWkQyJtYJBw1MGzcJvnB4b4hUGpkH6Utwy1nKZndZQqt3y1aZTuCqJZzMY_/s72-c/01.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-6906168154332931637</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 23:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-23T19:41:08.543-04:00</atom:updated><title>at the KeyImpact office ...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnD3icAJWCvk3GY8eI2fmZNcXiOI6sbkMxOykF2GXcubYnwHGiSiVQ8aF1cNZVLuD-LIzZQ4xDpWJZG79BuaXNfozu1Wgq2fnWsYsjtTj6vFGQ-Id2c7DXr8yKW5mjcrKF930h0BvEzq8/s1600-h/00.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnD3icAJWCvk3GY8eI2fmZNcXiOI6sbkMxOykF2GXcubYnwHGiSiVQ8aF1cNZVLuD-LIzZQ4xDpWJZG79BuaXNfozu1Wgq2fnWsYsjtTj6vFGQ-Id2c7DXr8yKW5mjcrKF930h0BvEzq8/s400/00.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451973827347423970&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here in the warehouse - Jack loves to sniff around - you&#39;ll never know what he might find. Food is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_zk9bGac3Duk1_LbEtqxTZZNyrPqGSGi2AC0FU71MnT7pkYnm9OHmGoQPisPG1jtRiRg0bUvlnxcLu9firZ6foJRUv4F0xikxPHBaAPEM2dX-GGzLq-IRcbJ9eqc1_mPYcBoZts2e9i4/s1600-h/0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_zk9bGac3Duk1_LbEtqxTZZNyrPqGSGi2AC0FU71MnT7pkYnm9OHmGoQPisPG1jtRiRg0bUvlnxcLu9firZ6foJRUv4F0xikxPHBaAPEM2dX-GGzLq-IRcbJ9eqc1_mPYcBoZts2e9i4/s400/0.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451973818811109282&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always fun for Jack at my office. The girls inside love when I bring him inside for a visit. Sue loves to get him going!  He barks and jumps around till its back outside to rest in the truck. They want to make him our mascot and have a KI Sales blanket to drape over his side. My boss gave me a months heads up for an overnight - just so I had time to make plans for Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of travels ...</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-office.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnD3icAJWCvk3GY8eI2fmZNcXiOI6sbkMxOykF2GXcubYnwHGiSiVQ8aF1cNZVLuD-LIzZQ4xDpWJZG79BuaXNfozu1Wgq2fnWsYsjtTj6vFGQ-Id2c7DXr8yKW5mjcrKF930h0BvEzq8/s72-c/00.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-729429328406077499</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 19:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-21T15:12:18.242-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday afternoon</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4-Yom9j-o80WjyPlPzBPBlTGskhRB9rQzkc5QksGMG55btWAnvehPAqqwxaSSqBceQaRcox_P7XZeVEly4o86FkIASoO10GeOljfcrK_nbjwXX2Ne-A9P2qoqqgM2D7HxPXQhVdH2LRl/s1600-h/jack2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4-Yom9j-o80WjyPlPzBPBlTGskhRB9rQzkc5QksGMG55btWAnvehPAqqwxaSSqBceQaRcox_P7XZeVEly4o86FkIASoO10GeOljfcrK_nbjwXX2Ne-A9P2qoqqgM2D7HxPXQhVdH2LRl/s400/jack2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451166351042291858&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a morning filled with a hour in the truck and an hour playing in the yard - its a much less stressful day for Jackson. He actually puts his head on my pillow to sleep when I&#39;m not sleeping next to him.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-afternoon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4-Yom9j-o80WjyPlPzBPBlTGskhRB9rQzkc5QksGMG55btWAnvehPAqqwxaSSqBceQaRcox_P7XZeVEly4o86FkIASoO10GeOljfcrK_nbjwXX2Ne-A9P2qoqqgM2D7HxPXQhVdH2LRl/s72-c/jack2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-353872866521385149</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-20T08:56:25.094-04:00</atom:updated><title>Oil change ...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD753N4kZ-uH2YA9S8te7wE46OH0i0a8fmD70SNuUZvS8EnNeeXIVj2187tBZAyV6RDJX0U7foxQXC4lCEt3ryuEqu3gZnAT0qH0K2fPekxycZPlH8equ-YFm_dV0YvZoJ_edpASmZ0rEG/s1600-h/jack.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD753N4kZ-uH2YA9S8te7wE46OH0i0a8fmD70SNuUZvS8EnNeeXIVj2187tBZAyV6RDJX0U7foxQXC4lCEt3ryuEqu3gZnAT0qH0K2fPekxycZPlH8equ-YFm_dV0YvZoJ_edpASmZ0rEG/s400/jack.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450698837497502514&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep - Jack goes everywhere with me - even to get my oil changed!  He&#39;s usually just goes to sleep but today something caught his attention ....</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/oil-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD753N4kZ-uH2YA9S8te7wE46OH0i0a8fmD70SNuUZvS8EnNeeXIVj2187tBZAyV6RDJX0U7foxQXC4lCEt3ryuEqu3gZnAT0qH0K2fPekxycZPlH8equ-YFm_dV0YvZoJ_edpASmZ0rEG/s72-c/jack.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-8516178699583776317</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T14:30:57.481-05:00</atom:updated><title>A sure thing with help from an Angel</title><description>This is part of a story about Fantasy Line Stables -owners of Uptowncharlybrown , a very talented colt on the Derby trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hutt mentioned this horse to me when he wrote a comment on the blog , now that I know the story - bet as much as you want Saturday - this filly is a stone cold winner - Joyce&#39;s Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From The BloodHorse -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“When we bought Uptowncharlybrown, nobody hyped him up or said  anything to us,” said Hutt. “We just liked the way he moved, with the  beautiful long stride that he shows now. We look for the athlete with  the least conformation flaws. Pedigree is last, because we can’t afford  expensive racehorses. That’s been the secret to our success.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hutt explained how at the same sale, FLS also bought a filly they  later named &lt;span class=&quot;bloodhorse-horse&quot;&gt;Joyce’s Angel&lt;/span&gt;, after a  little girl from Holland who succumbed to cancer last year. The girl  was the daughter of a close friend of one of the FLS partners, said  Hutt, who always lets his investors have input in the horses’ names.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before Joyce’s untimely death last November, the FLS partners  arranged for the girl and her family to travel to the United States,  meet Joyce’s Angel, and also see superstar Rachel Alexandra defeat the  boys in the Haskell Invitational (gr. I) at Monmouth Park.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“This little girl touched all of us…we thought we were doing her the  favor, but it was the other way around,” said Hutt. “The partners just  fell in love with her.”&lt;/p&gt; Ironically, after Joyce died, Joyce’s Angel, a now 3-year-old  daughter of &lt;span id=&quot;horse-6537841&quot; class=&quot;bloodhorse-horse&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stallionregister.com/sr_sire_page.asp?refno=6537841&amp;amp;origin=BHonline&quot; title=&quot;Afleet Alex | StallionRegister.com&quot;&gt;Afleet Alex&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;external&quot; class=&quot;equinelineLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.equineline.com/dotReportProductSelectionDisplay.cfm?horse_name=Afleet+Alex&amp;amp;YOB=2002&amp;amp;breed_type=TB&amp;amp;horse_type=I&amp;amp;ASCID=1443262&quot; title=&quot;EquineLine Reports for Afleet Alex&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  began to excel beyond expectations in her training, posting multiple  bullet workouts. “We got reports (from her trainers) that they didn’t  know what had gotten into this horse, but she’s training as good as any  horse we’ve ever had,” said Hutt. “She went down to Tampa, and (trainer)  Alan Seewald will tell you that he doesn’t know which one is the better  horse—Uptowncharlybrown or Joyce’s Angel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know when you&#39;ll get &#39;touched by an angel&#39;.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/02/sure-thing-with-help-from-angel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-1842563335490782693</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-21T08:35:15.493-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Bill</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7Sc0liFakfkiisW_1gd-2SMnW7b_nBenzseJCMDBD1HrgZ3Ztp4V5o8CaibdZRqfOP4xeqZ6fTnyM0vw0MgxWGUiWiwGBJ8-9xNzjrPwy-hLSdC21vlPzZBKCL-h5KDrkPGm7wYMJKJv/s1600-h/100_3463.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7Sc0liFakfkiisW_1gd-2SMnW7b_nBenzseJCMDBD1HrgZ3Ztp4V5o8CaibdZRqfOP4xeqZ6fTnyM0vw0MgxWGUiWiwGBJ8-9xNzjrPwy-hLSdC21vlPzZBKCL-h5KDrkPGm7wYMJKJv/s400/100_3463.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440689657174480850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Weekend to Bill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there&#39;s nothing like  celebrating with a group around the dining room table singing Happy  Birthday, Ellie makes us smile with her version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew for a week  what she wanted to get for Bill.  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DD shot an unheard of  59 in a final round to win a tournament. He was on top of the world. DD was misunderstood. He was quiet. People didn&#39;t know him so they said his quietness was arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then - he was gone. Disappeared from the Tour and the spotlight in general. What nobody knew was his personal life was in turmoil. He got divorced. It took DD many years to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD popped up at The US Open 2004 at Shinnacock. Nobody had seen him for years nonetheless had he played competitive golf and now his story came out. With all the bullshit - he lost his game. Since he was a major winner of the British Open - he was invited to play in the Open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Open&#39;s to follow Phil. But i went out of my way to find DD during his opening round. After he teed off on the 18th - I was standing next to him and said - &quot; go get um DD , its great to see you back - and don&#39;t worry you&#39;ll be back.&quot; He turned around and smiled at me. It wasn&#39;t until later that I and the world found out how much that moment touched DD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD was interviewed after his round , his first competitive round in many years , and he was over par. But DD said he had never played a round with so many people pulling for him. He said people all during his round were shouting out well wishes. Then DD said someone touched his soul after he teed off on the 18th hole and he cried. Well that was me. I have a way of touching peoples&#39; lives with the smallest effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD is one stroke off the lead at this weeks Pebble Beach Inv. He is just now finding his groove again. 2010 will be the year of DD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope he wins this weekend.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-man-double-d.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-7923550529252799762</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-06T16:59:30.172-05:00</atom:updated><title>aunt debb said ...</title><description>I hear you, John, but I believe that we all need to be the Stewards of  Compassion no matter where we see the need. I don&#39;t feel guilty about  Haiti - I feel proud that we, Americans, can reach beyond our borders to  help others.  Yes, we have lots of areas in the USA that need help and  we always will.  I&#39;ve donated money, products, time, love and support to  charities here in the states and around the world that need my help and  I&#39;m just grateful that I&#39;m in a position to be able to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  world isn&#39;t perfect, we can only try to do our best, help when and  however we can, and try not to exclude any area because we don&#39;t like  the way they do things.  I&#39;m not turning a blind eye to the travesties  of Haiti (the cruelty and brutality present in that country) but I also  can&#39;t turn a blind eye to the devastation.  Some of the people of Haiti  would welcome a FEMA trailer at this point...they have nothing and the  prospect is grim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That voodoo nation as you call it doesn’t need  to be cast aside, forgotten and ignored.  I don’t have the answers.   I  only know that we should all help where we see the need and if you see  the greater need in the homeless man in Albany – that’s great.  I  applaud you for helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take pride in the USA and it’s  because we as a nation can reach out to the less fortunate…you are right  our government is running amok but that’s a whole other conversation.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/02/aunt-debb-said_06.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-7780132733083200518</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-05T08:20:40.255-05:00</atom:updated><title>Did you take my advise?</title><description>Did ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begged that if you wanted to donate money to Haiti - DON&#39;T - find a charity or give to the people of New Orleans who some residents STILL live in FEMA trailers since our country doesn&#39;t care enough to help rebuild a tradition rich city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten US citizens from a church group from Idaho who went to the devil worshiping Haiti to help children. They were trying to save 33 kids from that scumbag country. Now all ten are being held on Kidnapping charges. We send our money and our citizens to help this Voodoo nation and they want to put them in jail for 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from Haiti !!   They are raping their own woman and children in the camps set up for living quarters. They are looting and killing their own to sell organs.  Why would you help these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT SEND MONEY TO HAITI !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your money or your time to help people in the USA. Go work in a soup kitchen if you feel bad. Find a charity in New Orleans and donate to them - help rebuild our country since our own government won&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the insanity!   Strengthen your own country first. There are plenty of kids to be adopted right here. There are people living in the streets in thousands of cities around the USA.  Why does Haiti make you feel guilty and not the deprived underprivileged people right here in the United States? Instead of sending $10 to Haiti - I gave $20 to a homeless guy in Albany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take pride in the USA - someone has too since the government is running amok.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-you-take-my-advise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-4014664690958114021</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 12:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-05T08:00:17.498-05:00</atom:updated><title>aunt debb said ...</title><description>John, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too find it ironic that Jude moves south and the snow  moved with her.  Kind of good for anyone wanting to hit a golf ball in  February though, don&#39;t you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I second your best wishes to  Maureen and Tony on the birth of Gianni and agree that Grammy is &quot;plenty  happy&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your vacation in Myrtle Beach next month goes well  ... and no snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to see you&#39;re back writing here ... We  missed you.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/02/aunt-debb-said.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862283977220229266.post-8063593780938927607</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Feb 2010 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-04T13:13:39.871-05:00</atom:updated><title>Funny - to me anyway ...</title><description>I love to watch the Weather Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been calling my own radar for years - being a golfer I trust my read of the radar, not any weather mens. Its worked very well. I once was waiting in the Clubhouse for the teeming rain to stop - looked at the radar and told Chuck it would stop at 9:20. And it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But was just looking at all the snow in Virginia. Jude moves 8 hours south and has 10 times as much snow as here in Saratoga. I am gonna hit golf balls out of the grass in the back yard today and she is getting blasted with snow. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to swing with a Myrtle beach vacation coming sometime in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to Maureen and Tony on the birth of their first child . I&#39;m sure Mom is plenty happy now.</description><link>http://standinonthemoon.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-to-me-anyway.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zenyatta John)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>