tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83395933240396174112024-02-20T16:13:56.502-08:00Dan the Man in AfricaÊtre heureux, c'est savoir se contenter de peu!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-13580983780059241022010-03-31T16:33:00.000-07:002010-03-31T16:37:43.962-07:00Carmelle-Pretty in Pink!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSRZXNqVTcww_vaaY05HIgv-32AolRc8hTXup47Q5S4BFLlZ02DpgiTyHD7GnKbARe_r16NJxrkDJe4o0FxlPg0DHWeTYiDccX2MayYnUjshgC28od-9h8ZPSB_eNjSCuOSDRfzVkqtk8/s1600/carmelle.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSRZXNqVTcww_vaaY05HIgv-32AolRc8hTXup47Q5S4BFLlZ02DpgiTyHD7GnKbARe_r16NJxrkDJe4o0FxlPg0DHWeTYiDccX2MayYnUjshgC28od-9h8ZPSB_eNjSCuOSDRfzVkqtk8/s320/carmelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454945428994614610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Carmelle Très belle! Yeah! I got an instant crush on her. She said. "Oh! A French Accent!" I knew I had won her over even if it was just for the moment! Yeah, I speak French... That's just how I roll!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-25355679981581896282010-03-31T16:06:00.000-07:002010-03-31T16:11:58.115-07:00Je jette la fromage sur la montagne!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj39N5FNcQ61R4lwnjUZ_-psoamMFNDKhtP8Xrp0Tf15PI4gz59_m0bFamK1-ITjGGnp8WhPphFDUTO_bv59vJf1YGBd5_hX1UeyTBqnjgwHdSrbKBGcIdK-wV1odf0tcmI905_I19L4Qg/s1600/Dano+%26+friends.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj39N5FNcQ61R4lwnjUZ_-psoamMFNDKhtP8Xrp0Tf15PI4gz59_m0bFamK1-ITjGGnp8WhPphFDUTO_bv59vJf1YGBd5_hX1UeyTBqnjgwHdSrbKBGcIdK-wV1odf0tcmI905_I19L4Qg/s320/Dano+%26+friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454938446533218866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"I am a professional cheese thrower! This is why my stomach is so big!" I am the first and only cheese thrower (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jetteur</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">de</span>s <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fromages</span>) that these kids will ever know. Remember that I am a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">professional</span>. Don't try this at home!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-82543693153820545622010-03-31T16:03:00.000-07:002010-03-31T16:17:23.136-07:00Girls are Not as Heavy as Boys!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNCQo3XYz8O64vzkxPTrjnoMMii3xQOT68WFESAWmP6THjRUjbgAYMPwf5hZaCOvwcIiVGoFi_2dtDfTbqUGf_ePzrC-md9HhwfCOAMPOmR6mQBK3evqweJP_uzZbW1T8v_9Gge-3Twk0/s1600/dora+the+explora.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNCQo3XYz8O64vzkxPTrjnoMMii3xQOT68WFESAWmP6THjRUjbgAYMPwf5hZaCOvwcIiVGoFi_2dtDfTbqUGf_ePzrC-md9HhwfCOAMPOmR6mQBK3evqweJP_uzZbW1T8v_9Gge-3Twk0/s320/dora+the+explora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454937598771285490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I learned that a girl is not as heavy as the same sized boy. And... girls don't hit quite as hard either! Please make a note of it for next time Chachi!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-89597298775347583262010-03-31T15:49:00.000-07:002010-03-31T15:59:52.828-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYIs3xdMAKWBgL4IUwoOZNebOEJq0fcxccgOx-Nlv8TvZ3fr-aFsxYmdf1MJpe8Bbd0l7Tb25VIGm9JaEcxI2C_MW68c5f_kFBnJan_FnpTHrqMUZPG9Va6UtZURhvTnEgKjmmc1X4Mig/s1600/nasty+market.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYIs3xdMAKWBgL4IUwoOZNebOEJq0fcxccgOx-Nlv8TvZ3fr-aFsxYmdf1MJpe8Bbd0l7Tb25VIGm9JaEcxI2C_MW68c5f_kFBnJan_FnpTHrqMUZPG9Va6UtZURhvTnEgKjmmc1X4Mig/s320/nasty+market.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454934130174650626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This market smelled really bad. Hey no FDA here... or taxes, rules, lawsuits, food inspectors... None of that sissy liberal junk. Just some raw sewage inches from delicious fruit! Yummy! Let's do that in America! NOT!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-48111548039660964802010-03-31T15:42:00.000-07:002010-03-31T15:48:50.409-07:00Moises Preaching at His Church<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhch1UNLLsUs-xdV6SQ83GQqI_ZV9P_qohcxcbXzJ23kDBEKMC4Y7ePdhHFgjfqKrV4fiqk5AMWfVEcQeKmW5am9vVzWCWMgYBuRiU750GL7eyT45bixsHDkHd2FPNispAnfg9tEh80PHw/s1600/moises+church.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhch1UNLLsUs-xdV6SQ83GQqI_ZV9P_qohcxcbXzJ23kDBEKMC4Y7ePdhHFgjfqKrV4fiqk5AMWfVEcQeKmW5am9vVzWCWMgYBuRiU750GL7eyT45bixsHDkHd2FPNispAnfg9tEh80PHw/s320/moises+church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454932388231930882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This was an amazing experience! We praised Jesus side by side with the Haitians. The church was missing 3 walls and half of the roof. We walked over the rubble to enter the church. The amazing spirit of the Haitians was evident as they had nothing but praise and hope that God will provide.Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-4540770659997501932010-03-31T15:30:00.000-07:002010-03-31T15:41:12.784-07:00Croix des Bouquets Orphanage<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrOjdC3kmqR12wNfekAfsvVeld3nVx3zych8XPVzTIFl9lPxh1IKT26IUeSsSfH5nOBMYFhDiyjXHbM6StTVlIlxwDzLW19MNUxVZPxGqs_3lrSP09Tpf-hYPw7KQOe8PlhhZh3S2fLko/s1600/dano+being+pummelled.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrOjdC3kmqR12wNfekAfsvVeld3nVx3zych8XPVzTIFl9lPxh1IKT26IUeSsSfH5nOBMYFhDiyjXHbM6StTVlIlxwDzLW19MNUxVZPxGqs_3lrSP09Tpf-hYPw7KQOe8PlhhZh3S2fLko/s320/dano+being+pummelled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454929128437441490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />No that's not me in the front.That's me on the left in the Hawaiian shirt, kid on top of me... I spent most of this trip with kids climbing all over me and pummelling me. I actually loved it. I have bruises all over my legs more numerous than mosquito bites. This trip was not for the faint of heart...Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-73508905316466348442010-03-31T15:19:00.000-07:002010-03-31T15:30:28.054-07:00Haiti 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6bpz6FB2O7QU7sAgvYf7VFNAm1FkWffJOWTWEx-KF_wjbCVF_xzAKo2v1YQN8dTGlA3nZaK6R0OKiTnhI063dmh1NTX6NdAIy2OuVAPzjCvhaRX0nS-WRgq4Tf1XGsO5838AyUBQXsT8/s1600/earthquake+dammage.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6bpz6FB2O7QU7sAgvYf7VFNAm1FkWffJOWTWEx-KF_wjbCVF_xzAKo2v1YQN8dTGlA3nZaK6R0OKiTnhI063dmh1NTX6NdAIy2OuVAPzjCvhaRX0nS-WRgq4Tf1XGsO5838AyUBQXsT8/s320/earthquake+dammage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454926366583354498" border="0" /></a><br />Port-Au-Prince, Haïti, a very tragic place. The smell is of death. On our way we stopped and surfed and played on the beach in Florida. But this was not a trip of idyllic pleasure. This picture does not even do justice. There are scores of people still missing. Many of the orphans we entertained have parents and siblings under the rubble. Pray for them...Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-18840681960533725432010-03-25T17:35:00.000-07:002010-03-25T17:38:15.268-07:00Tomrrow we Arrive in Port Au PrinceJanuary 12, 2010 Haiti experienced a 7.0 Magnitute earthquake. On that Day I had no idea I would be there. We are in Ft Lauderdale. Tomorrow we depart for Port Au Prince.Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-23199834011592562652010-03-18T13:07:00.000-07:002010-03-18T13:09:34.372-07:00Haiti 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheR_OSTNmT74afraGL3DnGhJvqD60aOt7MHREN5apt-PjXkdrHJGalEaQsCxo6FHQUP9ZtSpJJmgmYblNcoJKhqvYT9JLbTlhCGZOqhwdpRMJhyphenhyphen9GUnxPqEWYqAuibBEuv1euFX4gmsnA/s1600-h/Haiti+child.aspx"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheR_OSTNmT74afraGL3DnGhJvqD60aOt7MHREN5apt-PjXkdrHJGalEaQsCxo6FHQUP9ZtSpJJmgmYblNcoJKhqvYT9JLbTlhCGZOqhwdpRMJhyphenhyphen9GUnxPqEWYqAuibBEuv1euFX4gmsnA/s320/Haiti+child.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450068124138819922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I am leaving with a group for Haiti on March 25. We are going to help some orphans....Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-33441830692434684992010-03-18T12:55:00.000-07:002010-03-18T13:04:15.526-07:00Fun with Bona Fide Rock Stars<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwohMkWgPZWJojnxLF-Ru5KUAGEZVVP7JINEYtSguLeGVFEfFulfN-j3a5Tl_PjKVfJWIRVj7HQhiMgpg3cBQ_yFR-w1Kh2swirGX3xrFUz7RbQCL31t-B80O-lSjnJxPLXfP05SWXU3c/s1600-h/John+Skillet+%26+Moi.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwohMkWgPZWJojnxLF-Ru5KUAGEZVVP7JINEYtSguLeGVFEfFulfN-j3a5Tl_PjKVfJWIRVj7HQhiMgpg3cBQ_yFR-w1Kh2swirGX3xrFUz7RbQCL31t-B80O-lSjnJxPLXfP05SWXU3c/s320/John+Skillet+%26+Moi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450065207266949538" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0-Utlms9kQQVkWz51X1A9ZN5VzSHvGdskINMERbBEGfeQK-aHmoz7FzLsM5gAwFsGcK9QW0ntNzlKxEsRdNxWdF-1YTxSW87g07lyUGqXuo4vuu0qwQD6UoMjTB6tQFSWxJNa0tx8Gg/s1600-h/Ben,+Toby+Mac+%26+Moi.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0-Utlms9kQQVkWz51X1A9ZN5VzSHvGdskINMERbBEGfeQK-aHmoz7FzLsM5gAwFsGcK9QW0ntNzlKxEsRdNxWdF-1YTxSW87g07lyUGqXuo4vuu0qwQD6UoMjTB6tQFSWxJNa0tx8Gg/s320/Ben,+Toby+Mac+%26+Moi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450065122358513890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I posed with John from Skillet.( a real rock guy) and Ben and I posed with our "old pal" Toby Mac. I felt like a monster, and a Jesus freak....Yeah!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-35393361961754446282010-02-25T10:09:00.000-08:002010-02-25T10:31:01.939-08:00Goin' up to HaitiI am going to Haiti to be a French interpreter with some missionaries! Stay tuned!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Je vais au Haïti être interprète français pour des missionnaires ! Restez branchés!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-63702007023097309402009-12-14T08:51:00.000-08:002009-12-14T09:03:46.909-08:00Consumerism is not God!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWuhbGdEHb2t0U00X8K6QfY5o4v1cvlDNgwMcFbPMQDJS7AkAcIMXl_RdxY5NjHCaq7wM5iuonnFDcMWFByLYpZYHO1fX42_z0HWc3KRaBqpqa-mGouTa5-e4103O6alb8GWs30KWVgQ/s1600-h/evdard.bmp"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWuhbGdEHb2t0U00X8K6QfY5o4v1cvlDNgwMcFbPMQDJS7AkAcIMXl_RdxY5NjHCaq7wM5iuonnFDcMWFByLYpZYHO1fX42_z0HWc3KRaBqpqa-mGouTa5-e4103O6alb8GWs30KWVgQ/s320/evdard.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415135644709313282" /></a><br /><br /><br />I am doing well at my new job. I am so happy working there. But I am tired of the crass consumerism. Everybody wants to be a bigger consumer no matter who they are. It is out of control. I am guilty of it myself. The only thing that will end consumerism is....consumerism itself. Once we have exhausted all there is left to consume, or when we has so polluted the planet with all of our toxic byproducts of our crass consumerism. Oh there are those that will deny this, but if you think about it it is an inescapable truth.Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-59228695689464720452009-10-29T12:22:00.000-07:002009-10-29T13:52:38.618-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHa61oxEvi1fGruhPLETOdPpkSoV5EpjBiCexvTnKKyrLbtOtPWFEfUIm7J-EUNmN_fTxM0RxBuGJiUKxDZmHC7GBcqP-yRWqRvl8jK6DsMWABey-7A5qqPQzjVZCCmj-upJqT279z9x0/s1600-h/us+2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHa61oxEvi1fGruhPLETOdPpkSoV5EpjBiCexvTnKKyrLbtOtPWFEfUIm7J-EUNmN_fTxM0RxBuGJiUKxDZmHC7GBcqP-yRWqRvl8jK6DsMWABey-7A5qqPQzjVZCCmj-upJqT279z9x0/s320/us+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398123958066066274" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is me (on the left) with one of my best friends ever, Geoffrey (on the right in the green shirt), Judy (Geoffrey's mom) and Uncle Marvin (in the blue hat) from this last labor day weekend. We feasted on bar-b-que! <br /> Please say a prayer for uncle Marvin. He is gravely ill.Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-6217856528848253982009-08-26T08:31:00.000-07:002009-08-26T08:41:35.726-07:00I got a new Job<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374295685280275986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZycadf8CchCZMJA51CYoyudA4xImqUQkLSBvdhfSZSokHS1nFrn9HwPfCfKuFApDQtTrejeUTGJIp3GaLpEKACxS8vgcaqkh4B99FLMwAnxm5m0XdyRSCKfXlBvqfJv7lrw5VlUxhbY/s400/me.jpg" border="0" />And they said it couldn't be done...that I was washed up. That no one other than Walmart was going to hire me because I am a "no good rabble rouser..." <div></div><div>I may be still pushing that boulder up a hill, but I'm going to get there, and all the naysayers will be eating crow when I do get there. The new job starts August 31. I am hanging on to the Walmart job part time. As you can see really <strong>am</strong> pushing that boulder up the hill!</div>Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-7751674520599182322009-07-03T20:14:00.000-07:002009-07-03T20:46:46.855-07:00Working our Way back to Africa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEpFRsxcYiDFdJUusggsPZ7flhFHIFNwTIx547e3sU6-9OywBvqs1wgUrwAxbnO5167Z3XzNI57pd_5Kc8kBfJVO0j4YXWXAUqMGw1p0mBwNBc7FKBQvbHL5F4AcIpruFjGLEvHS64CU/s1600-h/Dan+giving+Ben+advice.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEpFRsxcYiDFdJUusggsPZ7flhFHIFNwTIx547e3sU6-9OywBvqs1wgUrwAxbnO5167Z3XzNI57pd_5Kc8kBfJVO0j4YXWXAUqMGw1p0mBwNBc7FKBQvbHL5F4AcIpruFjGLEvHS64CU/s400/Dan+giving+Ben+advice.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354438271407076018" border="0" /></a>I have been working on ''side jobs'' with Ben Pahlow. (That's me on the left with the bulging biceps - no I haven't been to the gym lately, I have been working harder than ever! I may finally be turning the corner on the hard scrabble road. Whew!) Ben is trying to get his seal coating business off the ground. I have been helping. Needless to say it is very difficult nowadays to start a business. (The rich hate the competition!) And the seal coating business is no exception. But the good news is due to the generosity of good friends, I now have enough money to apply for Ruth's visa! The fiancée visa! The one they can't deny! Thank God!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-72124371353551498742009-06-10T08:44:00.000-07:002009-06-10T08:56:00.216-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_DEU6t4TXfcw_pvq9oNATZxGHxR-fGAN5B5A88FffPtbkKGlZ3EB1DU6hD-YRZinax-c4LvgHiQklR2etkWFvPj4zY1qLtYoOPv3V6PJYUFWY88au6Z5oxAV7nrc33lrxp3nvXT26vvI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345725514955050114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_DEU6t4TXfcw_pvq9oNATZxGHxR-fGAN5B5A88FffPtbkKGlZ3EB1DU6hD-YRZinax-c4LvgHiQklR2etkWFvPj4zY1qLtYoOPv3V6PJYUFWY88au6Z5oxAV7nrc33lrxp3nvXT26vvI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a> Ruth's visa was denied. Now I need to raise $1200.00 US to attempt to bring her to the US but I am still stuck working at a dead end job that does not pay enough to even live. I have made an appeal to get help. I understand we are living in tough times, but it would be such a good testimony if anyone could help...Oh!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-14269307119912947112009-05-05T09:25:00.000-07:002009-05-05T09:36:18.360-07:00A scolding! (That's helpful!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifk02nEIbdglhseF-A6PE696vbNAg88YRLTZ6Peo9mcRQCbLcaJh5SqEx_dcf0Fsyobr2R0dPC3iQq4MXH30fAdpVKzAangNgKSSxSevxX24pSFY3dZyjwsefKLkdgsEWuu5t_asX_O0M/s1600-h/scolding.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332376780519856482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifk02nEIbdglhseF-A6PE696vbNAg88YRLTZ6Peo9mcRQCbLcaJh5SqEx_dcf0Fsyobr2R0dPC3iQq4MXH30fAdpVKzAangNgKSSxSevxX24pSFY3dZyjwsefKLkdgsEWuu5t_asX_O0M/s400/scolding.png" border="0" /></a> How would you like this? First thing this morning, I get a phone call and a <strong>severe scolding</strong> from a self righteous nag! Aye this person does have a habit of stirring up discord! <em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Oy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">vey</span></em>! I don't need that noise!<br /><br />By the way...Ruth's coming is delayed until at least May 27<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Th</span>.Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-79628716623829974212009-05-04T09:25:00.000-07:002009-05-05T09:43:34.658-07:00Turbulent times<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgytujyv8CUuUd96cgsr1u8QkxZoA1P0JvQ3Y_lsm04ANCkSAGrLiB9jaPAZ8gVnJ0J6v7tTtwM-kZ4PNRUlvPOyx3TO25EQXRM3fhtEcfFGY4v7WOBHbQv5pWb5WJ2lTVNfrAzdLiQXaQ/s1600-h/GillrayBritannia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005714992192322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgytujyv8CUuUd96cgsr1u8QkxZoA1P0JvQ3Y_lsm04ANCkSAGrLiB9jaPAZ8gVnJ0J6v7tTtwM-kZ4PNRUlvPOyx3TO25EQXRM3fhtEcfFGY4v7WOBHbQv5pWb5WJ2lTVNfrAzdLiQXaQ/s400/GillrayBritannia.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ruth is scheduled to come on May 15<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Th</span>. That is great! This could be my dream come true! Even though I have two college degrees, plenty of experience, US Army veteran... I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">relegated</span> to working for well below poverty level wages because they sent away all the good paying jobs, so $1482.00 stands in my way and my dream. I have made the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">appeal</span> to several of my friends. Troubled economic times have gripped most of them, so most are without the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">wherewithal</span> to help. Those who could help, are not willing for one reason or another. I could get into the <em>reasons </em>why. But it would not change anything!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-45978772842817279322009-03-25T07:51:00.000-07:002009-03-25T07:53:06.697-07:00Global family Rescue Dinner<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0BFK7XR1FanBznxoiiHTinhCULCpa2qsAyKCEFUGsuiNarsHn2GpTxl0NV9Mf_eLTeQdDLr2MPTAC84o6JiGAmczFT2sRYzNzeTveYjooOLMJNQA6aG-6ujorTaN-36yBfHSfmQFed0/s1600-h/me+and+bill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317138333553538370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0BFK7XR1FanBznxoiiHTinhCULCpa2qsAyKCEFUGsuiNarsHn2GpTxl0NV9Mf_eLTeQdDLr2MPTAC84o6JiGAmczFT2sRYzNzeTveYjooOLMJNQA6aG-6ujorTaN-36yBfHSfmQFed0/s400/me+and+bill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This was a good reunion for some good friends. This is Bill Borbas with me! </div>Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-27084949930181907412009-03-25T07:49:00.000-07:002009-03-25T07:53:24.328-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio97AtTRUWIwvxKnBXQ9jaTLwebBlwf2ovE2hXtJKXyrTyzklnWMiGtSCeUu092LVdCPjAydv0wxKPL1MvBLzg7AczHsr84gxXZYuU6tMHX_XYlSdGYfkY9Vb26-rcwQ68yaOYSH3fgfI/s1600-h/me.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137801599164082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio97AtTRUWIwvxKnBXQ9jaTLwebBlwf2ovE2hXtJKXyrTyzklnWMiGtSCeUu092LVdCPjAydv0wxKPL1MvBLzg7AczHsr84gxXZYuU6tMHX_XYlSdGYfkY9Vb26-rcwQ68yaOYSH3fgfI/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Here I am with Harrison and Jackie. I am sporting the 'winter growth beard"</div><div></div><div>I have shaved it off since. </div>Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-67144364288204358022009-03-19T08:27:00.000-07:002009-03-19T08:30:02.968-07:00No Global Warming?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdje1YpB435pjEJrXX4j8wexFIQkE8nJT8WGmLsrHz8EtHbeWIN1ymw42V1kr6rPSuSLATM1mepjFCzRPnAOQ6kdk2KBsKmo6V4WNiff8h2urvJOQSYdmKHEMLZvDHGnvuLxzs3slN8-A/s1600-h/i080920arctique-septembre_4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314920967895464194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdje1YpB435pjEJrXX4j8wexFIQkE8nJT8WGmLsrHz8EtHbeWIN1ymw42V1kr6rPSuSLATM1mepjFCzRPnAOQ6kdk2KBsKmo6V4WNiff8h2urvJOQSYdmKHEMLZvDHGnvuLxzs3slN8-A/s400/i080920arctique-septembre_4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is a picture of the north pole on March 18, 2009. For the first time in recorded history on this date there is open water <strong>at</strong> the north pole. After winter. A cold winter in Chicago. </div>Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-8309488389757639212009-03-16T09:41:00.000-07:002009-03-16T09:50:35.660-07:00St Patrick's Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5D96aIUk4RtFpR1PSLzCIhnu66m5Vz64uQOoKf5CnL8OZlqob0pKIW5cF-TkMLeZEm9E_6tLJfw8iMhtlsN0DYOB7-KxvfCNTTIkKjkZkk7_WHIcknSzQ40hmoOEWIkIoyJItrjIxJL0/s1600-h/chicago.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313827877062754274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5D96aIUk4RtFpR1PSLzCIhnu66m5Vz64uQOoKf5CnL8OZlqob0pKIW5cF-TkMLeZEm9E_6tLJfw8iMhtlsN0DYOB7-KxvfCNTTIkKjkZkk7_WHIcknSzQ40hmoOEWIkIoyJItrjIxJL0/s400/chicago.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is a picture of the Chicago River on St Patrick's day with two tourists taking a picture of it. I am not big on corned beef and cabbage. My idea of Irish food is a bowl of Lucky Charm's cereal... Yuck!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-16859466488397335312009-03-06T09:57:00.000-08:002009-03-06T10:17:34.584-08:00Global Family Rescue Dinner Tonight!I had breakfast this morning with two of my closest friends (Ben Pahlow and Grampa Burt) and the rock song with some of the oldest lyrics ever came to mind. For some odd reason, I felt like I had to include it in this blog. It seemed apropos, considering the time and circumstances we are going though. Besides I need to put good things in this blog. I certainly don't need to have a potential employer googling around finding some politcally incorect "poo poo" talk somewhere in this blog and hire some other"Chachi" instead of me... (so there!)<br /><br />"To everything (turn, turn, turn)There is a season (turn, turn, turn)And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep To everything (turn, turn, turn)There is a season (turn, turn, turn)And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to build up,a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together To everything (turn, turn, turn) There is a season (turn, turn, turn)And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing To everything (turn, turn, turn)There is a season (turn, turn, turn)And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time to love, a time to hate A time for peace, I swear its not too late!"<br /><br />"Written" by Pete Seeger and originally recored by Pete Seeger in 1962. But later and most famously recorded by the Byrds in 1965<br />(The words are adapted from the bible, book of Ecclesiastes. As a matter of fact <em>all </em>the words eccept the last line " I swear its not too late" and "turn turn turn" are straight out of the Bible. Very clever!) Folk music rules!Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-5315159481576514282009-01-02T09:59:00.000-08:002009-01-05T09:09:35.682-08:00Happy New Year 2009<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286762263214824626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-YwLRVw-K2L81lGcmN5f2nUa1n4-YA7TkHpgUyNTHT7UG4-egdcRZNAKFdeBOQ1zZW7DAffZRkW0RDS2L9RJq-m7JQl4cz1jbtK6X0I8QtD4I9RzWMSPKlhaKiOvhyphenhypheneQPsve5_f8IT_A/s400/GordonGecko_468x305.jpg" border="0" />2008 was a very difficult year. We are looking forward to 2009. For me personally, my dad passed away on March 22, 2008. It was difficult to be festive this last holiday season. <div><div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have experienced financial difficulties of my own as well as many of my countrymen. Some of which were brought on by the economy, some brought on by shear <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">meanness</span>, malevolence and corruption and greed of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">corporate</span> America.</div><br /><div></div><div>We are l suffering in a corporate climate of greed, working much harder for much less money. I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">looking</span> forward to 2009 to be a better year...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Just know that when the American workers are put up toe to on a level playing field we will out perform <strong>any</strong> workers on the planet hands down. </div></div></div>Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339593324039617411.post-78343049505146685012008-12-17T20:52:00.000-08:002009-09-07T12:58:06.463-07:00The Family I sponsor in Uganda<a href="ftp://24.15.128.46/Temp/dan/image001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 465px; height: 397px;" alt="" src="ftp://24.15.143.27/Temp/dan/image001.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is the family ( Grandmother & Grandson- two of the family members at least) That I sponsor in Uganda. They sent me a letter greeting me thanking me for the help that I have given them over the year. They advised me of how there life has been improved though the assistance of GFR. Also they were touched by the fact that I came and visited them in person.Dan-the-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17874317188689489399noreply@blogger.com0