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Not for the sleepy

The document you will find by clicking on the link below is not for those who lack patience, focus or the ability to wade through acres of meaningless tripe to find the filet mignon. But for those of you with sufficient curiosity about what CAS concl
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A new name for the same old game

One of my wittier, more clever friends emailed me a few weeks ago with a new term she thought she was coining: ineptocracy. She did her due diligence though, and was mildly devastated to learn that someone had beaten her to the punch and already inve
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Fall time

Brr, Brr, Brr. It’s fall time already. It feels like summer just flew by. But Halloween is around the corner one of my favourite holidays. To my dismay Holland doesn’t celebrate Halloween. Nevertheless, Oslo and I will have to have our own Ha
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Re-entry

As this post proves, I did not burn up like a piece of space junk upon entering Vancouver’s atmosphere, though the jet lag has been epic. Even Chorizo has it – demanding breakfast at 2 am, falling deeply asleep for hours in the afternoon
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Tuning Up for Winter Events

Things have been moderately quiet since Bromont, the only big excitements being an outing to Richland. Before Richland, Selena took Solo and Woody (aka Foxwood High) to Bruce Davidson’s for a tune up then onwards to Michigan, we certainly put t
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Foal Auction

I had a fabulous time with my Mom, but a week just flew by too quick. We did all sorts of horsey things together like going around to all the different tack stores. Each tack store is always different. It’s amazing all the little nifty things you c
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Big in France

Chorizo is popular here, which is excellent for his self esteem. He is welcome everywhere: bars, restaurant patios, beaches, even shops. And he’s not alone. There are dogs everywhere here. The Corsicans hunt wild pigs and boar with dogs, and every
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Close Encounters of the French Kind

As expected, the deeper I burrow into the mountains and beaches of Corsica, the more London fades in my rear view mirror. It took a surprisingly long time to settle into the mind-vacancy this holiday deserves (I’ll blame EC for getting me wound
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End of Summer

This summer has just flown by way too fast, but I am ending August in the best way possible. My Mom is coming for a visit, which I am really excited about. It feels like years since I have seen my family. She is coming to get a horsey fix and see the