<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30756585</id><updated>2012-01-28T13:36:51.661-06:00</updated><category term='Mark T. Carboni'/><category term='Happy Birthday to ME...'/><category term='Matt Kelty'/><category term='Photo from FWOB'/><category term='Carbo'/><category term='Freakingnews.com for the photo that I give credit to...'/><category term='carbo before the 70s&apos;s party'/><title type='text'>Creative Mind of Carbo</title><subtitle type='html'>Perhaps in tune or perhaps out of tune but nonetheless I have random thoughts to share</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortwaynecarbo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30756585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortwaynecarbo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30756585/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carbo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03214089010164744890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SF2GtXbCmXI/AAAAAAAABac/q5uMzxglPuY/S220/07810003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>581</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30756585.post-4113417207147503410</id><published>2008-07-31T06:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T14:36:10.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything must change ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SJGngJEvMJI/AAAAAAAABgw/XC4TETCLMAM/s1600-h/suitcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229144812987297938" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SJGngJEvMJI/AAAAAAAABgw/XC4TETCLMAM/s400/suitcase.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the end of an era ... but a new beginning all the same ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog is moving to a new home so ... you if you are one of the three faithful readers, you will need to redirect yourself to the new site .... &lt;a href="http://www.carboblog.com/"&gt;http://www.carboblog.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to have a new design, a new look and some additional features too. I enjoyed the ease of the blogger but it was missing some things I wanted ... so ... I am moving! Don't worry, Clyde is coming too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Follow up on Facebook.com - www.facebook.com/carbofw or Twitter at: twitter.com/carbocooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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I worked the summer of my freshman year and was there until I started (my first round of ) college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over time, I would move from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bagger&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stocker&lt;/span&gt;, to deli clerk, to baker, to produce manager to assistant to the store manager. It was a fun environment. Made many friends and knew many of the frequent shoppers - and they knew me as well. What I made best friends with was the overhead speaker system.... I would give announcements, talk about specials, ask for a clean up in the aisles when something went wrong, and would be the count down for when the store would close for Christmas... I work every Christmas Eve so I could be the person to say the store was closing in five ... four ... three ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As with most things I do, I try to make it fun or funny. Well, I started a group call the "Selects" and it was a group of people who would go out after work. We did everything together ... we stood in that parking lot for hours until someone made a decision (and it was normally me who would break the stares and say Chi Chi's). We even had a newsletter. We hasd stickers on our name tags that said we were select... and nearly everyone no matter their age was part of the group ... even if they thought we were childish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the best things about White Swan was the signature raisin bread... well it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;who made it a signature bread. Every employee would have to take their picture with a loaf of raisin bread. I have photo album after photo album of the people who worked there and even those who shopped there holding the loaf of bread. Over a period of a couple days, the icing would turn greenish from the fluorescent lights ... and this made it even more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dearly departed friend, Shirley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wyss&lt;/span&gt;, was one of the two raisin bread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;icers&lt;/span&gt; and she was the neatest lady. Even when I was away at college I would write back to let her know what I was doing. I had blown up a photo of she and Irene, the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;icer&lt;/span&gt;, as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;farewell&lt;/span&gt; gift that hung in the baker for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, you are wondering where the hell is the point to this entry ... well ... this Friday the White Swan Supermarket will close. 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So, it is on to matching the rest of the stuff up ... my two walls which are not either travertine marble or granite/onyx/marble will be painted a color called "toasty" which sounds warm but not burnt eh! The ceilings will be Spanish laced (wish the word was Italian laced but it is not). Oh, before you write the hate mail ... I am not anti-Spanish just that my home is having an Italian theme ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get a painting commissioned for the dining section of the kitchen. I intend to use some of my pictures from Italy on the walls by the windows which now overlook the mini forest of trees. The picture above is the table I will have ... but not the chairs or any of the crazy decor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As this room evolves the rest of the house must follow suit. So the entrance of my house is getting a "freshening up" as the marble cabinet which was along the wall, will now be on the staircase side giving me back another wall for art. I am re-using my Terry Ratliff from the living room to be moved to the entrance. It is a great piece and I think this will be the ideal spot for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The formal sitting room is now being transformed into a conversation pit with overstuffed leather chairs and a terrazzo table as the center piece. Think Oprah set but no cameras. I regain a new wall for art with this plan and I am hoping to find this in Ann Arbor next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wall of fame is getting a shot in the arm as it not only will be finally complete (uggh, work in progress for a year) but the picture frames will be enclosed in a shelving system which will allow perfect symmetry! Yeah for me ... more structure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lower level ... well, now that the almost new carpet will be replaced with new carpet ... I will make the bar room flow into the music room with more ease now. My walls are a darker brown color while the ceiling is a very lite blue. The leather sofa from the upper level will make its way down as will the chase lounge that is off the master suite. Another terrazzo table will round out the room which will host the juke box and a bar top table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I feel by recycling some of the items and infusing something new (that may just look old) will create the ideal place for Clyde to call it a night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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(IN211) is a nonprofit organization dedicated to building the 2-1-1 system for Indiana. The goal is to create a seamless network of information and referral services that enables anyone in Indiana in need of human services to have quick referrals to those who provide them by dialing 2-1-1. Additionally, aggregate data will be collected to assist communities in assessing needs and allocating resources. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 311 - "One Call to City Hall" The public now can dial 311 to get quick and easy access to non-emergency City services. Several City departments are part of the initial rollout. Those departments are Solid Waste, Neighborhood Code, Parking Control, Street Department, Property Management, Sign and Signal Operations, and Right of Way. Additional departments, including Animal Control, Water Maintenance and Traffic Engineering will be added in the near future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 411 - is telephone directory. Pretty simple and probably one of the "11" I know very well and have used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 511 is for road assistance ... After dialing 511 from any phone, just follow the voice instructions to access the information you're seeking. Some states also have Web sites which allow you to review the information online. 511 is free from landline phones and most cell phone carriers. Services in Indiana may or may not be available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 611 has yet to be developed - but we must use this last exchange! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 711 - Relay Indiana (or any state) allows you to have assistance speaking to someone who can not hear. You can easily call 711 from anywhere in the nation and connect with any relay service. While in Indiana, if you dial 711, you will connect with Relay Indiana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 811 is Call Before You Dig - By calling 811, utility crews can come to your property and mark the locations of underground utility lines at no charge to you. The markings are done with chalk that rain will eventually wash away. Allowing utility crews to mark line locations will help keep you - or a contractor - from accidentally hitting a gas line, water main or other underground line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 911 is for emergency service - In an emergency situation, every second counts. That's why it's important for 911 operators to know where callers are so that help can find them as quickly as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of these descriptions I lifted from their mission statements, their web pages etc just so you know what all these numbers do. Now we just got to find a reason for 611 ... I am thinking it should be for a community calendar of events!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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Wow, that sounds like my days at White Swan when I was starting my first entry into the workforce over 25 years ago. Times have changed for me, and luckily, I clock about 45 hours a week. To the person who is working 102 hours, I sure hope you are paid hourly, because at salary you just crossed into slave territory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One response wondered about the history of my businesses - well, Tri State Maintenance, Inc was founded by my family and in 1996 I joined in a Human Resource capacity and eventually would learn all aspects of the company. Two years ago, I became and retain the role as President. Since then, I, personally, started Tri State Maintenance Snow Division, Inc. A snow removal management firm that has oversight of five states. This year, Tri State Maintenance Landscaping, Inc opened to serve the Greater Fort Wayne community's commercial landscaping needs. During peak season, TSM Snow has 1,200 employees. Proud of my success on that new portion of the business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Italy? How many pictures? Yeah, I know 1,400 pictures were captures and about 1,200 of them are decent enough to be put into books. I had them all uploaded into the computer and had them put into leather bound books. Have to tell you, this is the best way to safeguard something that is important ... for eternity. Speaking of eternity, someone inquired if I have made those plans ... and fortunately, that is one of those things I did before I flew across the country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I ever received "hate" mail? Well, I do have a few people who pass by that do not agree with a stance, but I doubt it is hate mail. The nice thing about writing a blog is if someone disagrees they will send a real email and offer a different viewpoint. [read that as being an adult] Those are wonderful. Then there are those who send an anonymous post, not to offer a different view, just a cracked-up rant that unfortunately can't be published due to language or slander. [read that as a coward]. I believe if I can put my words out and stand behind what I say, some chump who wants to disagree should and will need to do the same, otherwise, take your gripe somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend, I had time to reflect back on something my former workout buddy had put into my noggin and that was making a list of goals, tasks, plans which one wants to achieve in their lifetime. It really has become a living document, which answers the question are there dreams I yet aspire to achieve. 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I did find my flooring - it is a stone that resembles a deep red wood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The refrigerator was a no brainer - I am getting a glass front, stainless steel sub zero wall refrigerator. I did pick out the wine cooler and the beverage center too. These were the easy selections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a dishwasher and I have picked out an Electrolux that is suppose to be so quiet I have to lean in to hear it wash ... trust I am not leaning in to hear it. I also need a clothes washer (but I doubt I can find her) so I have to buy a machine. I am leaning toward an LG for that to put in the lower level kitchen/wash area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The double oven and microwave has become more of a challenge - but what I have found is I really like a stove where the metal wracks slide out on gliders than the lift, tug and pull. The Electrolux is a bright blue on the inside and that is kinda dandy. I have to decide between 27 or 30 inches - size is important as I keep reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally the grand daddy of them all - the range. Well, I have decided that it must be 48" and it must be gas. I need a griddle top for breakfast. I really want a double oven in it (because every home must have 4 ovens and a microwave). I like the Wolf, Viking and Thermadore. Who wouldn't? So then I have to really decide - do I need to invest over $10,000 into a stove when perhaps the next grade down looks and functions very much like the big boys. This is the crossroad I am at yet today. Trust me anything is an upgrade over the Amana that I have today ... I am not sure they even make them anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been fun yet very exhausting. I even slept in this morning a bit ... I have picked out the counter top (terrazzo), the cabinets (custom made Graber), the wood (which is maple) and a brown stain (the name escapes me). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to pick out a kitchen sink yet but beyond that I am ready for the cement and framing to begin. I will be available on loan on evenings if you want someone to come to your house and cook a meal since I will be without my kitchen for about 3 months when the work gets hot and heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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Guess I would never win a beauty pageant crown &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own 4,000 cd's (not money but music)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have watched Guiding Light since I was a burping baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sleep with a fan on because I like it cool and the noise is nice too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I seldom carry any cash and charge nearly everything I buy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The theme for the big holiday Open House is "&lt;strong&gt;A Carboribbean Cruise&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never seen Carole King or Carly Simon in concert, but aspire to do so&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am the President of three companies all based in Fort Wayne, thank you very much&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have considered a run in the political race but I don't think I can accomplish as much as I can serving in other capacities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;For this year's Presidential race I may have to select my vote by using the "Duck, Duck Goose" method&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to write - ah yes, that is why I torture others with my blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In high school I wrote parodies to the tune of 15 books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoy snapping pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am allergic to scallops (but love PYI - I added this after I typed it the first time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paris is dark and gloomy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to burn candles or oils in my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My pup, Clyde, lives a much better life than I do sometimes haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I believe my Blog readership may be up to 3 people. I am on fire!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of Fire - I don't fear much in life but fire is something that scares me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a lightening and heavy thunderstorm takes place you will normally find me standing near the door or the window.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I once flew almost to the North Pole for a volunteer conference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was married for almost 10 years - but had to get out to live my life for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have tried dating on match.com but only found two peopel one person in Washington state and the other in Russia. Even she just wanted to come clean my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of Russia - I like vodka ... so maybe it would have worked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am addicted to "Owned" on Facebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have not played a video game since PONG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never been to a Rap concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only want to marry if she promises to do my laundry - I hate doing laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite color is blue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want to seduce me, bring over a tuna casserole. hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to go to Memphis sometime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This birthday season will be capped off with the amazing vocals of Anne Cochran as she sings me the song I really hate "Happy Birthday!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all my (3) faithful readers, you now know 40 useless facts about me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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Thus the reason I am not a truck driver. Second, even when I am told I am on the right path I still can't believe that it is correct and I go into mild panic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus I wish I was back in Italy having a private driver. Oh well, I finally found the track through great advice from a "phone a friend" at 8 in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty nifty set up this Indianapolis Motor Speedway has. I had a special parking pass that would put me in the in-field. Only to find out that even though I showed them, they still parked me in the wrong place. Guess I am not the only one who can't follow directions. But no harm, I can walk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was part of the Alumni Association's Pole Day at the track. There was a nice breakfast and lunch, an air conditioned chalet and tv screens throughout the room. All and all, there was not a reason to leave the building. When I did leave, I became part of a Channel 13 Exclusive as I was interviewed about the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, thank you to my press agent - this may have not been the most shining hour I have had in front of a television camera because I really don't follow auto racing. I did know Marco Andretti, and thus he was my "pick". My friend was interviewed also, and she said she did not know much about racing either (on camera) except that the wheels go around that Helio was on Dancing with the Stars. My guess, someone in the control room said - oh lovely! the perfect soundbite - stupid Hoosiers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was a beautiful day - not too hot and never too cold. I even saw and spoke with my ex-wife. I know, you probably think, what are the chances we would run into each other at the race track. Well, not so far off the mark, she is part of a University and it was Alumni Day. We had a great talk and I don't think she hates me (as much as she may have the last time we saw each other last year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we walked around gasoline alley, coming out of the restroom was Mario Andretti. I did not know who he was, he would have needed a "My name is ..." name tag, but I knew the name when he was swarmed by people. I got close enough to snap a picture. Then I thought, why the hell am I taking a picture when I don't follow auto racing. But I did, and it is stuck in my camera. I would have posted it, but I have to read the directions to learn how to send it to my computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess you will never see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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I will share a few pictures just to show just a snapshot of what I saw. Italy was simply gorgeous. It rained just a couple days while there, and they were travel days from city to city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people - well I have an entire collection of pictures of the people I saw on the streets, sitting in benches and simply enjoying life. I made friends with a couple people while there and it was amazing that even if you do not speak the same language ... the topic can turn to Clinton and Obama (the only two candidates that are running for President according to those I spoke with ... they did not know McCain was on the ballot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196467289341931682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SB2Pd7QpsKI/AAAAAAAABSI/lpPPsYJyWXs/s320/DSC02119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doors - I have an enormous collection of the doors and the architecture of the buildings. I plan to make a collection of them because they really were interesting. Some of the buildings were from 300 ... like 1,600 or 1,700 years ago. We build a building to last at least 25 before we have to begin the reinforcement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196467276457029778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SB2PdLQpsJI/AAAAAAAABSA/-6cSrAUXRDw/s320/DSC01613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food - oh mylanta! I ate wonderful food. Sampled foods I have never heard of and drank a portion of an espresso after drinking six glasses of wine, a glass of grappa (aka turpentine) and a dessert wine. When you can't see what is in front of you, but develop a habit for drinking, you drink anything ... I hate coffee by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196467267867095154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SB2PcrQpsHI/AAAAAAAABRw/sstY_kEE-1E/s320/DSC01790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The landscape - found gorgeous country sides and window displays of hot fashions! Old never looked so good nor does the smell of the fresh air (or the smell of leather in Florence - where my new jacket was born!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196467272162062466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amjACbejnmY/SB2Pc7QpsII/AAAAAAAABR4/G4eXuV7NOQw/s320/DSC01433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the cooking classes and gourmet events - I had some of the most fun, wild and truly once in a lifetime moments. The process of cooking was much more simple, much more olive oil (or lard too) and everything was fresh and not from a can. One story ... we were told about the three harvests of olives - the first one is Extra Virgin Olive Oil (EVOO for you Rachel Ray fans) the highest and best quality. The second one is Virgin Olive Oil - more of your salad oil. Lastly, the third one ... they call motor oil - you may bake with it (or ship it to America).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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This time my first stop was Dick's Sporting Goods. I bought shirts that I can wear in Italy that I can easily launder and that will be comfortable too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next I went to Pier One. I had a gift card from Christmas that I just had to use. I thought it was $25 worth of merchandise on the card. So I bought a few votive candles and holders that are all brown pieces of glass put together in a circular pattern. Probably can't envision what they look like, but they are cool and I bought a glass triangle- larger candle holder and a cool candle that goes with it. I was rung up by three talkative staff members. They were really deep into how to get one of the ladies hair colored and how to make it more "fluffy". I thought, well, you know what, you do need to do something to your hair, and perhaps a shower is the start ... anyway, I was more of a bother to them than their duty to wait on me. One scanned the merchandise the other wrapped. The bad hair lady she just stood there talking and hand-fluffing her hair. Then the scanner started to put the wrapped items into the bag. She then began to unwrap the items saying "what is THIS!?! I don't remember scanning this ..." I thought if you would have shut up long enough to do your job you would have known what you scanned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the point of that was to denote that I actually have $50 on this card so now I have to go back again and shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next I went over to Jefferson Point, but I stopped to get gas at that Wal-mart parking lot gas pump. There was a guy with a metal detector going through the piles of snow. Oh well, everyone has a job I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I go to Sharper Image. Store Closing Sale! Everything at least 20% off. You know, you just can't give stuff away in that store. Other than the massaging chair I just can't find anything that is worth buying. No wonder they are closing more stores than they will have open ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Eddie Bauer next. I used to be a Eddie Bauer freak in the 90's. Could not find anything other than different versions of the Swiss Army Knife - they even look like a key. I guess this is so you can easily sneak them through airport security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop Yankee Candle. New flavors, err scents, came out and I bought a root beer candle and a lime lavender and some other lavender to remove the stress of shopping. Buy one get one half off! This is what the most annoying clerk said to me at least four times. So when I check out, she of course is the short straw I selected. She rang it up, I paid for it and walked outside to think, hmm that does not seem right. I pull out my receipt and dangbangit she did not give it to me for buy one get one half off. So I go back in, she is like "I forgot those were on sale". Don't EVEN! So a manger comes up and he returns, and then credits, and then new sale and he said "Lot of paperwork to return candles... which I said - if your staff did their job the first time I would not be returning a candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I was walking to my car and passed the new Chipolte restaurant ... what a fun experience. A burrito as big as my ass, well not that big, but it was a gigantic burrito and it was done up in a Mexican subway type theme where you pick out what goes in it. Then they fold the sides, roll it up and ring ya on up. I did not even eat dinner my breakfast and lunch held me through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today I have to go to Macy's to return my cowboy shirt that I bought in Chicago two weeks ago. Have you done your part to save money this weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- AddMe Bookmark Button BEGIN --&gt;
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