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If it's a child in hospital, they can often hook you up with McDonald House. Otherwise, Ive spent a few nights sleeping in lobbies and waiting rooms. Hotels just weren't an option.

Guess I'll just have to stay home and drink. It's cheaper than driving The economy can never get rolling as long as the consumer has neery a penny left to spend.

Summer is not the time for stripers in the rivers. They'll be back offshore by the times you've given. You can still pick em off river and harbour mouths. Cape Breton and the Margaree. In the evening you can fish off the Govt wharf in Lunenberg. Great for squidding in the evening. Halfway tween Liverpool and Annapolis is Kejimkujik national park. Some decent C&R brookie waters, as I recall. You may need a special permit ( it was a long time back).

Haven't found a way to put some happiness in a bottle

Some get into the Christmas spirit. Me, I like swimming in it. Just finished bottling the elderberry liquer in time for the holidays. Let's just say it will give you a healthy kick

Ther you go, getting my hopes up!

I was too tired to get frustrated last night. After the second poop-out I crashed.

Hey guys! Anyone wanna go halfsies on a wad of ton o gum and shoot some cards down at the tree fort?

Want a really big difference from yesteryear? Only the wealthy and well to do flew from place to place. Regular folk hopped on a bus or a train. Made many a trip back and forth to Halifax on the Ocean. Riding coach at Christmas was a party in itself. Back then the conductor had a supply of free crayons and colouring books.

Steinbergs was more of a Quebec chain. Lasted less than 10 years in North York at the Jane/Wilson mall. I do remember my Gram always collecting green stamps and the monthly expedition down to Honest Ed's. It was quite the trip from North York. From Jane st, you ran down and picked up the Rogers rd, which got you to the Bloor Danforth subway. Or you took the jane bus to the Trethewey loop which took you to the Yonge line at Eglinton with a transfer onto the BDL. Back then Toronto was still divided into zones so you had to pay a double fare each way, and you could only use a transfer once. Once in a while we could cheat by catching the bus the stepfather was driving. Let me tell you, going from rural Muskoka to TO was absolutely mind boggling and scary. Especially the suburbs; an endless sea of houses and buildings with not a real tree in sight.

My favorites were the merry melodies set to classical music. How about this old original with Ollie and Stanley? Far better than the disney version. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDdhg8CyeUo&feature=related How about silly symphonies? Still fun to watch so many years later.

Might not be the right season for targetting tarpon. They tend to be a warm water fish and stay offshore in the cold months. YOu might be better off shinner fishing for trophy bass that time of year. Also check a couple of party boats in the area, and call down to find out what the best target will be that time of year. maybe cobia, grouper or billfish?

Hey! Lay off on the liver and onions. We loved em. pan seared calf liver, medium, served up with a mound of bacon and carmelized onion. When things were real tight we ate lots of P B, and dozens of eggs. Cheap protein with bread. Still love eggs and to this day will dig into the peanut butter jar with a spoon. The one cheap plentiful source of food was our fish. Only fish worth buying at the store was tuna, salmon and pickled herring. I still eat fish 3 days a week. One thing I've learnt in the past year. Being on a limited income, due to health, we've downsized a lot and simplified. Life is getting better just by not having, wanting, or "needing" so much stuff. I'm introducing my family to simple, wholesome cooking. No fast food or takeout. No nukem plastic dinners. Supper tonight, a big pot of cabbage soup, topped with a dollop of sour cream, right out of a Scandinavian cookbook. Living in an apartment you cannot collect all the latest fad toys and gimmicks just to let them gather dust. Before moving I loaded an 8 x 15 dumpster full of junk, and probably gave as much to every charity in town. Gave away well over 1000 LP's that were taking up lots of space and gathering dust. I'm feeling a lot happier having made the leap. As things are going to remain tight for the next while, folks are just going to have to learn to prioritize and simplify. Maybe even learn to appreciate all the good things they do have.

To this day I cannot stand the taste of milk on it's own. No thanks for that reminder.

Capt B, you hit it right on. Life was simpler, and simple was good. Our kids and grankids will never enjoy the lives we had as the world has become too complicated and costly. Although, now that I've been downsizing,,,,,, life is simpler and getting better.

Last time I replied OFC blew up When I first started working, a pack of smokes was $.85, a cup of coffee .20, a mickey was $2.15/ $2.55 premium. Minimum wage was $2.25 an hr., bumped to 2.55 3 months later. I did not drive, but rode the 'Red Rocket' on a .20 fare. When you broke the $10G barrier per year, you were making good coin. Today you cannot buy a mickey on 1 hour's minimum wage, but just barely buy a good pack of smokes. You could buy a good breakfast at the local greasy spoon for .99. A cheap one egger goes for 2.99 today. As for 'newfie steak' Brian, my Gram would buy the whole log for a whopping $2. We loved fried newfie steak sandwiches. As a kid we did not have a lot, but Gram scrimped and saved to make sure we had good things, like my $30 Mitchell 300A that now hangs on the wall. 40+ years later, I still have the clearest cherished memories of the Christmas presents we got. Twice our best presents came from the Xmas party held by the firefighters at the Junction firehall. Did not know anything about 'brand name' clothes til I started working. As for junk food. Chocolate bars were a nickel. Pop was the same price plus a penny deposit and came from a big red Coke water cooler. Old man Bye had a foot stool for us to stand on so we could see what we were looking for. A big box of fries was $.30 My step father was on the Gardens waiting list for 10 years!!!! We finally got seasons tickets for 1967. Centre ice seats on the very top row at the Gardens. We were actually looking down on Foster Hewitt in the broadcast booth. Would you believe the tickets were $10 a pair!! I wouldn't pay that much to see them play today Truth is we were better off back then. our world was one of promise and potential. We were not so obsessed with posessing everything as we were with the things we could do and the places to discover.

I was just replying to Brian's thread and Poof!!! What did I do this time?????

A most joyous experience, I would think.

Chemo is a nasty but often necessary evil. I know many who are very grateful survivors, thanks to the treatments. Your daughter sounds like a right stubborn cuss, and that's good. It helps stack the deck in her favor. There is still the promise of hope, and I truly wish the best for your daughter and your family. I know only too well how it feels to be a spectator while your child struggles and suffers. Try to look after yourself once in a while. It takes its toll on you.

Yup, them snow squalls in St Jakob's were fun.

About sums it up. Young Norway Maples or sucker growth will produce a few extremely large leaves until they mature a little. My kids always had one extremely large specimen in the middle of their annual fall leaf collections for school.

Your Chiquita has nothing over the two oversized rats and furball that rule my household

Did the poor wittle putty tats get dwownded? For real excitement, the western semi. Gotta love the last quarter Hail Mary for OT

Some angelic voices

A 2 man clam an Aquaview camera.