COOL COLOURS FOR CANADA'S SHORT-TRACK TEAM!

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Taken from http://mustangjames.blogspot.com/

RIDING OFF INTO THE SUN-SET: FORGIVE ME MY PRESS PASSES!

Mayor George Peary handled criticism from the media and cheap seats with class, promising to right the ship once everyone around his council table gets on board. He's a great leader and a former great teacher-principal. Abbotsford has one of the best new hospitals and cancer centres in Western Canada thanks to his tireless lobbying and dedication. I will miss covering his city and hearing his talks and great quotes!


Forgive me my press passes, dear readers, for taking a few liberties with my allotted space this week. In fact, My Two Bits has runneth way over. I promise it won’t happen again.
Profit flags at Mt. Lehman coffee and doughnut shops are likely lowered to half-mast today – the writer and editor who has earned such loving nicknames from respected rivals as The Teflon Cowboy (doesn’t stick), Boomerang (sucker keeps coming back) and Nomad Gordy (always on the move) is done. Tear off the Velcro on the old business card and load up the U-Haul.
So why am I so emotional today when I’ve gotten so good at goodbyes? Permit me to rewind.
I was 16 and dumped by my first real girlfriend. She left me for an older guy with a job, a car, good looks, money and no school-night curfew. What the heck was she thinking, eh?
We didn’t have cellphones, text messaging or e-mail back then. She just handed me a crumpled piece of paper in the school hallway. I opened it in English class and immediately went numb.
Fighting back tears, I wrote a note that was as raw and as real as you would expect in that fragile moment. Life can be so cruel to a broken-hearted teen.
My English teacher at Yorkton Regional High School was Ruth Jolson and she had the heart of Mother Teresa. But she wasn’t big on students wasting valuable class time.
She saw me out of the corner of her keen eye scribbling on paper when I was supposed to be listening to her lesson du jour. She walked over and asked me to read whatever important thing I was writing to the rest of my Saskatchewan classmates. I objected, so Mrs. Jolson politely lifted the paper off my desk and began reading it out loud. Some tears began to flow around the room as she realized this literature wasn’t for public consumption. She stopped and asked me to stay after class.
When the bell rang and students fled for freedom, Mrs. Jolson closed the door and gave me a big hug and apologized. We both cried. She offered encouragement when all seemed lost.
“You really should be a writer. That was one of the most beautiful things I have ever read. You really have a way with words.”
Three years later I wrote my first column for Yorkton This Week. Mrs. Jolson sent me a note that I treasured and saved with early newspaper clippings: “Congratulations on your article. You made me smile and you made me so happy. Use your gift wisely, never give up and dream big!”
Mrs. Jolson passed away in March 1981, while at work. Today the best high school in Canada presents the Ruth Jolson English Medal during its annual graduation ceremonies. It is one award I’d love to hand out before I die just to let the recipient know how special the teacher was and how much that award really means.
I’d like to thank Mark Rushton, Randy Blair, Duane Geddes, Rod Thomson and Fred Armstrong for giving me the special privilege over the years to write and work in Abbotsford and Mission.
Randy and Rod – two of the bright minds in the business – gave me more than one chance. I’m sure they still blame me for their premature grey hairs and nervous twitches!
The next Times’ editor will be lucky to have a publisher with a good heart and who fully understands we all have good days and bad in this pressure-packed gig.
The bonus is Fred also tolerates bad jokes. In my reign here, he was King of the Peardonville Palace, while I was the Prints of Pun. OK, blame me for the extra grey hairs under his crown, too!
The new editor will also be fortunate to work with editorial director (a.k.a. Super Woman) Marlyn Graziano, who deals with all the company’s excitable editors while her own son serves our country in Afghanistan. Talk about real super heroes.
I have been fortunate to call Abbotsford home for nearly half of a 30-plus year media career that included coffee consumption in Toronto, Calgary, Vancouver and Kamloops.
I have worked here when we were known as Abbotsford-Sumas-Matsqui, the Bible Belt, The Murder Capital of Canada, Gangland, No-Fun City and now No-Money City. Whatever. I loved it.
I wrote a column last year about the social justice Rally in the Valley and discovered that swear words aren’t exclusive to those who sleep in on Sundays. Was also surprised by some adults in this community who encourage small children to hold their Pro-Life signs on downtown streets, but are less open to older students and adults holding Equality for All signs. WTF?
I was amazed that Tim Felger would erect Parks Are For Children signs during his many election campaigns, but freak out at excellent cops for busting drug dealers in those same parks. Go figure.
I was confused when the Abbotsford Chamber of Commerce aggressively backed the HST, the local gas tax, extra AHL costs and Plan A, but fielded a mayoralty candidate last year with a mandate to cut local business taxes.
I was stunned that our City in the Country claimed to be broke, but apparently not that broke as they bought a $2-million scoreclock and whirlpools for a private business. A business loaded with millionaires content to use taxpayers’ money. Didn’t receive many invites to their parties for pointing that out!
Was surprised to hear “On time, on budget” being parroted at council when neither was accurate. The arena was at least 10 years late in being built by our civic “visionaries” and don’t even get me started on the fudget-budget part. Having said that, I loved all the concerts, Heat games and the fact you didn’t have to drive to Vancouver. And the staff at AESC, especially Michaella Petrik, are great.
City Hall may be filled with ex-bankers, successful business owners and financial wizards, but most don’t seem to respect the taxpayers’ money the same as their own.
I was also dismayed that Premier Gordon Campbell saw fit to remove class-act Abbotsford South MLA John van Dongen from cabinet over speeding tickets, but we keep those with drunk driving records. Politics, eh?
As for quality people here, Mayor George Peary is a brilliant leader and he will find a way to make it all work. Give him some time. If anyone can right the Good Ship Abbotsford, Skipper Peary has the skills and the brains.
Abbotsford Chamber of Commerce executive director David D. Hull – and the real office boss La Goddess Bandsma – work relentlessly to promote this great piece of Fraser Valley turf. Even though we agreed to disagree at times over their columns or agendas, I love their conviction to the cause.
Abbotsford Police Chief Bob Rich and his crew will find a way to flush out most of the bad guys. They will always have critics, but I won’t be one of them – even though Elly Sawchuk and Casey Vinet refused to let me “try out the Taser.” Or pass them in the Police Run, pregnant or otherwise.
Mike Archer and Vince Dimanno, who infuriate many of the city’s big spenders with their not-so-gentle Abbotsford Today website rants, should be commended for getting involved.
If more people in this city were like them and got off their butts and voted, or showed up to public meetings, or held the politicians more accountable, we’d all be better off. I think!
Want to commend the many intelligent letter writers and passionate community activists for getting involved in local issues.
Debate is great – never stop caring and never stop screaming at the editors (but wait until tomorrow, OK?).
And despite all the yelping about Plan A, once the economy improves you will have some of the best facilities in the country filled with the top acts and artistic talent in the world. Can a parking lot be that far behind?
And while Abbotsford is known as being one of the most charitable places in Canada, it can also be one of the most forgiving.
After being grilled by some readers over that social justice column, one lady vowed to never read my articles again.
Six weeks later, my born-in-Abbotsford black lab died on his 14th birthday. Despite a tsunami of tears and total grief, I wrote a column much like the one I scribbled in Mrs. Jolson’s class.
My angry Abbotsford critic got in her car, drove to our office and demanded to see me ASAP. She confessed she “reluctantly” read the article and told me she lost her awesome dog one year earlier and was still devastated. We hugged, we cried and we buried our past differences.
Seems we’ve somehow come full circle. Sorry for taking the long way home.
This swan song is dedicated to my wonderful wife and her ever-cool parents – all from Abbotsford – who endured my “many opportunities” over the years and who never complained when they found me sprawled out in front of the TV with a beer and I said: “Shhhh! Gordy’s working!”
Godspeed and Merry Christmas, folks. And thanks! It is a beautiful life!

** Gord Kurenoff begins working for The Vancouver Sun on Monday. He will be on the Olympic coverage team, quietly cheering for Canadian gold and loudly cheering for tourists to spend lots of money to pay for the Games! **

Taken from http://myextratwobits.blogspot.com/

hYundai spring 2007 partnership

iT had to be an MPV for 2007/2008 with one main difference:

the rear seats were for children. aDults did not have any

access there. i Worked during this project with very talented

Claire Bourguignon. sHe did the interior. wE had the final

presentation at Hyundai Design Center in Russelheim

in July. iT was great.

Taken from http://esquireplayground.blogspot.com/

Procura-se pilotos .... 4 a 8

24 HORAS - O GRANDE DESAFIO ESTÁ EM ANDAMENTO

Está em andamento aquele que se prevê ser o maior desafio às gloriosas scooters, pondo-as à prova na mais longa Resistência em circuito fechado, fazendo-as rodar sem parar durante 24 HORAS.

Atenção! Caros aficcionados das resistências, não há tempo a perder....a abertura das inscrições tem início a partir de Hoje!.

Mais uma vez vai-se voltar ao Kartódromo de Abrantes, estando tudo a ser tratado de forma a proporcionar as melhores condições de convívio, que estão sempre presentes em todas estas animadas resistências, onde não falta a sua pitada saudável de adrenalina.

A fórmula é 1 Vespa*, 4 a 10 condutores, boa disposição e muita animação!

(*ou outra scooter clássica)

É só fazer o download do boletim de inscrição em www.vesparacingpt.com

(clica na data do cartaz)

Todos os interessados estão ainda a tempo de tirar o pó às vespas (ou outras scooters clássicas) e prepará-las para este evento. O que interessa é participar!

Aspecto geral da pista

As inscrições são limitadas a 24 equipas e serão aceites até Domingo dia 31/05/2009 , ou antes caso seja atingido o nº limite de equipas. O valor de inscrição é de 120€ por equipa + 20€ por participante (seguro incluído).

O Horário e restantes informações podem ser consultados nos Regulamentos Geral, Técnico, e Particular, que vão estar online em www.vesparacingpt.com.

AQUI VÃO UNS VIDEOS E FOTOS DA ULTIMA VEZ EM ABRANTES:

300KM EM ABRANTES

Este evento insere-se no calendário de Resistências previsto para 2009, sendo uma organização conjunta do VESPARACING PORTUGAL(VRP) em parceria com o VESPA CLUBE DO ESTORIL(VCE) e com o VESPABRANTES (VA)

Informações pelos tlm: 913401625 (Gonçalo-VRP) ou, 963961840 (Izak-VCE/VRP) ou, 962457572 (Francisco-VA) ou vesparacingpt@gmail.com

Consulte o site do VESPA RACING PORTUGAL em:

http://vesparacing.110mb.com/

ou

http://vesparacingpt.com/

A diversão é garantida!

20 de Junho de 2009 lá estaremos!

saudações Vespistas

VespaRacing Portugal

Disponho
de vespa para participar neste evento

quem quiser alinhar mande um mail para

vespaalgarve@gmail.com

Taken from http://vespafriendsalgarve.blogspot.com/

MANOVRA'S...THE LOFT

Taken from http://manovrasoldvehicles.blogspot.com/

READY FOR THE GOOD OLD HOCKEY GAME!