<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013</id><updated>2010-01-09T09:03:02.420+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave Smart | Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>from the studio of Dave Smart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-6497180274620992000</id><published>2010-01-01T21:11:00.009+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:42:17.143+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Sale now on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Briscoes have always been laughed at for having sales all the time. The old "What, Briscoes are having a sale this weekend? You're kidding?!" gag is well known by Kiwis the world over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it seems that a young pretender is trying to take that 'always having a sale' buzz off them. Perhaps Tammy, the hot Briscoes lady has got something that this other retailer wants a bit of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The impetuous newcomer is none other than Harvey Norman who either have a such a huge load of money to spend that they're gunning for a pissing match with Dubai or they're in the shit and are trying to trade out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's the season for sales and we can expect a few more of them. We've done the Christmas sales, they were closely followed by the Boxing Day sale and then the inevitable Happy New Year sales but old Harv seems to be going way harder than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wonderful thing about this is that it proves that advertising works, this is a post dedicated entirely to a price point advertising campaign, campaigns which pay my salary and for which I am eternally grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sale on now! 50% off everything!! 4 years interest free!!! Must end Monday!!!! Crikey, how are they going to top that next weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; because with all these amazing deals in the ad breaks, I'm going to need a bigger TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-6497180274620992000?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6497180274620992000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/sale-now-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/6497180274620992000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/6497180274620992000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/sale-now-on.html' title='Sale now on...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-2691474380002023118</id><published>2009-12-31T11:55:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:38:33.514+13:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 | A look back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's always appropriate on the last day of any year to review the year that's been. We look back, although not for too long because we don't want to waste today, and consider the events that shaped us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2009 was a year of beginnings for me. I was lucky enough, at the age of 34 to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/03/meeting-my-own-father.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meet my father for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sadly, &lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/ray-smart-11-july-1928-9-july-2009.html"&gt;we lost my Grandfather&lt;/a&gt; - the magnificent man who raised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/ray-smart-11-july-1928-9-july-2009.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/02/toothache.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;going to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; at one point in February and the children that Anna and I created passed some milestones. Jojo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/02/jojo-walks.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;turned one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and Sophie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-our-daughters-third-birthday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;turned 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over the year I wrote 60 blog posts, not many compared to other bloggers but that's ok. Strangely, the biggest day with the most readers was because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-we-say-but-do-not-mean.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said something I shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the work front, there were many highlights including a half hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-and-c-v-john-key.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;video interview with Prime Minister John Key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, something very special for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/03/race-relations-day.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;race relations day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and as a local Wellington show, we were first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-family-is-growing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;networked into Kapiti and Horowhenua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and then given a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-going-nationwide.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nationwide spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Throughout the year, a lot of people have had their hand in the success of the show. My co-host Camille, our Boss Piney, Talent Manager Dallas, Promotions Manager Morgs and intern / producer Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The most important of all though is my wife Anna, she is my strongest supporter, my biggest critic, my conscience and my love. She's a bloody good broadcaster, producer, teacher and voice in her own right but never gets the chance because our kids (The two that wreck the house and the one she's still building) take up most of her time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's to 09, thanks for the ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-2691474380002023118?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2691474380002023118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-look-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/2691474380002023118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/2691474380002023118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-look-back.html' title='2009 | A look back...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-1720057939047487614</id><published>2009-12-19T10:10:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:10:58.003+13:00</updated><title type='text'>50 rules to live your life by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These sorts of things get sent round in the email every now and then.  More often than not, a quick delete will sort them out.  We though, inspired by a 99th birthday of a bloke named Eric decided to seek out 99 rules to live your life by and take texts and calls to see what we came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these might be as old as the hills, some may be new. Some you may not agree with and some may be impossible to live by all the time. Some might even go against each other!  All ideas are different though so you’re welcome to copy and paste these into an email and flick them on if that's your thing.  If you do, please leave in that these rules were all suggested on December 18, 2009 by the listeners of Dave and Camille for breakfast on Classic Hits Wellington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Treat others the way you wish to be treated.&lt;br /&gt;2. Check your texts before you send!&lt;br /&gt;3. Life isn't always fair but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;4. Dance regularly.&lt;br /&gt;5. Always let the wife think that she is winning an argument or else you are a dead man!&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep work in its place, down where it should be.&lt;br /&gt;7. Smile! Be happy! Eat Cake!&lt;br /&gt;8. Respect your health, it can be taken away quickly.&lt;br /&gt;9. Life is a journey not a destination.&lt;br /&gt;10. Fart, it's better out than in.&lt;br /&gt;11. Treat everyday like it's your last day, one day you'll be right.&lt;br /&gt;12. Work hard and be good to your mother.&lt;br /&gt;13. 13: Do not break wind in a lift unless you know the people.&lt;br /&gt;14. Each day is a new day, so it's never too late to start again!&lt;br /&gt;15. Put the toilet seat down!&lt;br /&gt;16. Sing like no-one is listening.&lt;br /&gt;17. When you hug your kids, let them be the ones to let go first. Let them decide how long they need to hug for.&lt;br /&gt;18. Work is a four letter word.&lt;br /&gt;19. Love like you've never been hurt before.&lt;br /&gt;20. Remember the past, cherish the present and look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;21. Always respect your elders and let your partner and kids how much u love them&lt;br /&gt;22. Be grateful for what you already have, as tomorrow it could all go pear shaped.&lt;br /&gt;23. We are here for a good time, not a long time!&lt;br /&gt;24. Be honest and respectful.&lt;br /&gt;25. Please and thank you will open any door.&lt;br /&gt;26. Take time out for oneself to be refreshed each day.&lt;br /&gt;27. Make progress not excuses.&lt;br /&gt;28. Always blow on the pie!&lt;br /&gt;29. Every day is a new page in your book of life, write great memories.&lt;br /&gt;30. Don't eat yellow snow!&lt;br /&gt;31. Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, Today is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;32. Laugh more and forgive, enjoy what you have, not what you want.&lt;br /&gt;33. Do not be too quick to judge others.&lt;br /&gt;34. Don't stress over the small stuff, treat those things as challenges.&lt;br /&gt;35. Be generous to others. Their smile is a reward.&lt;br /&gt;36. Spend time with others who are less fortunate than you and understand them before you make a judgement.&lt;br /&gt;37. Never go to sleep on an argument.&lt;br /&gt;38. Dance like no-one is watching.&lt;br /&gt;39. Eat chocolate&lt;br /&gt;40. Always wear clean underwear.&lt;br /&gt;41. There is a silver lining in all situations.&lt;br /&gt;42. Get tattoos with meaning, you will always remember that particular event even when you have dementia.&lt;br /&gt;43. When you meet people, always wear a smile.&lt;br /&gt;44. Smile and laugh every day.&lt;br /&gt;45. Don't take a friends seconds!&lt;br /&gt;46. Don't date men who eat food off your plate without being invited!&lt;br /&gt;47. Always go to the toilet before a journey.&lt;br /&gt;48. Always wake up positive you dont know how long you have on earth.&lt;br /&gt;49. Shoot for the sky, when you fall, you will fall among the stars.&lt;br /&gt;50. When you die, your gravestone has your name and the date you were born and the date you died. eg; Rose Jordan 1977 - 2020.  It's the dash that's the important bit, nothing else matters but what you did between those two dates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-1720057939047487614?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1720057939047487614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/50-rules-to-live-your-life-by_19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1720057939047487614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1720057939047487614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/50-rules-to-live-your-life-by_19.html' title='50 rules to live your life by...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-1530223259157633697</id><published>2009-12-08T16:11:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:13:10.738+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast | Jason Alexander</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://imgur.com/pWBk5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the full unedited interview!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodytext"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.classichits.co.nz/content/web/audio/ch90fm_jasonalexander_raw.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;Jason Alexander AKA George Costanza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-1530223259157633697?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1530223259157633697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/podcast-jason-alexander.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1530223259157633697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1530223259157633697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/podcast-jason-alexander.html' title='Podcast | Jason Alexander'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-7811156452720035389</id><published>2009-12-05T08:23:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:34:38.081+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect for old technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My wife wanted to buy a typewriter and to be fair, we all thought she was mad at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The she explained how a typewriter differs from a PC and the problem is the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Screens, no matter what they're attached to, suck you in and make you oblivious to what is around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every tried talking to someone who is texting?  On Facebook?  Watching telly?  We've all been the screen addict and we've all been half listened to by someone who thinks that what's on the screen is more important than the face to face contact being sought.  As far as transgressions into rudeness go, this is on the lower end of the scale but it does happen a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So she found an electric typewriter circa 1984 on Trade Me, brought it home, started using it and it crapped out after half a page.  Through research we found that the ribbons are no longer available and Anna had a $40 doorstop.  Bit of bad luck that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then, she posted a note on the noticeboard in New World asking for a typewriter and the next thing you know, the phone rings and a lady wants to sell off her typewriter that's been used a total of twice and here it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sxlj2M2lvKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5cGWWuD1YYg/s1600-h/tabulator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sxlj2M2lvKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5cGWWuD1YYg/s400/tabulator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411466210076638370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Note that it's totally mechanical, doesn't need power and is actually quite handsome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-7811156452720035389?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7811156452720035389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/respect-for-old-technology.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/7811156452720035389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/7811156452720035389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/respect-for-old-technology.html' title='Respect for old technology'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sxlj2M2lvKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5cGWWuD1YYg/s72-c/tabulator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-9109736473796396476</id><published>2009-12-05T07:40:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:36:43.434+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast | Bits of the Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SxlZhAT262I/AAAAAAAAA2E/u_gz70QTkPg/s1600-h/wemos.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SxlZhAT262I/AAAAAAAAA2E/u_gz70QTkPg/s400/wemos.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411454850816207714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, so my plan is to put together the audio for the Sunday show as a downloadable mp3 and eventually move onto itunes, sort out feed etc and make a proper podcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These aren't the best bits or the worst bits, more a snapshot of a week that wasn't too difficult to edit up!  It's not completely pretty and I don't yet have the right access to our site for uploading the audio but we're working on it slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the first two weeks, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.classichits.co.nz/content/web/audio/chpodcast_dcsunday_nov29.mp3"&gt;Dave and Camille Weekly Podcast - Week ending November 30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The demise of the VCR, Dad's porn collection, noisy toys and charities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.classichits.co.nz/content/web/audio/chpodcast_dcsunday_dec6.mp3"&gt;Dave and Camille Weekly Podcast - Week ending December 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ali Williams, the Proclaimers, Tiger jokes, NZ's best movie and the edited Jason Alexander. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Note:  On Monday, I'll post the unedited  11 minutes we got from Jason Alexander...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-9109736473796396476?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/9109736473796396476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/podcast-bits-of-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/9109736473796396476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/9109736473796396476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/podcast-bits-of-show.html' title='Podcast | Bits of the Show'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SxlZhAT262I/AAAAAAAAA2E/u_gz70QTkPg/s72-c/wemos.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-1974012303595473391</id><published>2009-12-01T16:24:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:30:02.810+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast | The Good Men Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most men strive to be good men.  Particularly when it comes to being a husband and Dad. None of us are perfect but we do what we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://diyfather.com/content/podcast-with-tom-matlack-the-good-men-project"&gt;DIY Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, I got to talk to Tom Matlack from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.goodmenbook.org/"&gt;Good Men Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Real Stories from the Frontline of Modern Manhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://diyfather.com/files/smartcast_goodmenproject.mp3"&gt;Click here to listen to the interview...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Or watch the trailer below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UP9dhhvvbIA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UP9dhhvvbIA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-1974012303595473391?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1974012303595473391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/diy-father-podcast-good-men-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1974012303595473391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1974012303595473391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/12/diy-father-podcast-good-men-project.html' title='Podcast | The Good Men Project'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-1135223400006984169</id><published>2009-11-18T14:47:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:50:53.712+13:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going Nationwide!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was announced this week that Camille and I will be  presenting a nationwide show as of November 29 this year.   This is waycool.  It'll be a show  playing between 6am and 9am every Sunday morning and will feature all of our  best bits from each week and new stuff for the weekend as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, in the past, our ‘replay hour’ was between 9 and 10am on a  Saturday and only broadcast on our normal frequencies of 90FM Wellington and  92.7FM Kapiti but now we will be on all of the 26 stations that make up  the Classic Hits Network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's bloody exciting times for Camille and I and a kind of return to what I used to do back in the day when I hosted the Classic Hits Nightclub between  2004 and 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, I realise that it’s a Sunday morning and it’s flaming  early so there’s no expectation for you to listen but if you do happen to have a  radio playing on a Sunday morning, by all means give it a go.  We’re also  looking at the concept of a weekly (not daily – Christ no, we’d need a producer  for that!) podcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  2010 is going to be an exciting year – bring it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-1135223400006984169?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1135223400006984169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-going-nationwide.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1135223400006984169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1135223400006984169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-going-nationwide.html' title='We&apos;re going Nationwide!'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-5612512894759350970</id><published>2009-11-17T13:51:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:55:37.613+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Feature Movies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd already added these onto the facebook but forgot to post them here in my recent blogging slackness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;First movie, Sophie and Jojo have been going hard at the gym they go to on a Tuesday morning and now take the concept of Roly Poly to a new level....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiI2YhIqfFI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiI2YhIqfFI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And this is my mate (and Sophies Godfather) Flynny with me, Soph, Jojo and his two boys Jack and Leo cutting up a rug...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN79T_2aBog&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN79T_2aBog&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-5612512894759350970?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5612512894759350970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/double-feature-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5612512894759350970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5612512894759350970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/double-feature-movies.html' title='Double Feature Movies!'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-6431959962898894301</id><published>2009-11-17T09:54:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:59:52.157+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus v Pedestrian...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There have been a few instances recently that people have been injured or killed by busses here in Wellington which is heartbreaking for those involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stuff.co.nz/dominion-post/local/3067696/Bus-hits-pedestrian-in-central-Wellington"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the most recent one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fathom how this must feel to the people who are injured or worse, lose a family member in this way.  However, I put it to you that in some cases, we may actually end up being victims of our own arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a game for you.  Stand at some traffic lights and watch people crossing the road.  You get a point if you see any of the following events happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone steps of the footpath in a gap and trots to the middle of the road and then waits for the next gap, crossing the road in two sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone crosses just down from the lights, alternately running / walking / sidestepping across on an angle to end up further up the street where they want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a gap, the lights go orange, so a pedestrian steps out to 'beat the green man' .  This pedestrian then gets followed by 4 or 5 other people who all do the same thing, all before the green man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who boots it after the green man is gone and crosses on the red flashing man because they reckon they 'can make this easily'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone crosses at an intersection / bus stop / place where lots of traffic is converging where there are no lights and ends up sprinting across more than 2 directions of traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this, some people pull these moves while on the phone or listening to their iPods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always the pedestrian but it's also not always the driver either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The it'll never happen to me / I've done this heaps of time before / that person did it I can too attitude is injuring and killing us.  You wouldn't pull any of those moves in front of a train which only goes in two directions, yet people do it on the road where the big human smashing metal things are going in all directions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We teach our kids how to cross the road properly, why don't the adults follow suit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-6431959962898894301?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6431959962898894301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/bus-v-pedestrian.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/6431959962898894301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/6431959962898894301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/bus-v-pedestrian.html' title='Bus v Pedestrian...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-1128401208993963146</id><published>2009-11-11T09:12:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:15:29.677+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Was that you on the TV?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few years ago, I did a little bit of extra work. Commercials mainly, I was Duncan the Dick Smith Guy, I rode a bike and had a gym in my home for Elite Fitness. I was Chris the Pizza Hutt Delivery Guy, I was in an ad for Ford that played in Australia, I was non-strike batsman for a cricket ad for where the ball made the wicket keeper fly backwards - I think that was for Twisties? I was a Cisco Certified something-or-other for an IT training joint and a few others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those jobs was being a contestant for a game show pilot and Natalie, a good friend who was filmed as well, has found the video. In there, you'll see her, me, Eric Young from Prime TV as the 'Host' and you may also recognise our afternoon host Jason Reeves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402570714110818386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SvnJcMCA-FI/AAAAAAAAA18/BxDqscFwizk/s400/TOTALLRECALL.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never actually turned into a TV show but one day it might, our job was to illustrate what the show would be like if it did make it to telly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyeworks.tv/en/p460d3aa8004c3?movie=4613469abe468#flash_player"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click this, and watch the video for Total Recall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-1128401208993963146?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1128401208993963146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/was-that-you-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1128401208993963146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1128401208993963146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/was-that-you-on-tv.html' title='Was that you on the TV?'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SvnJcMCA-FI/AAAAAAAAA18/BxDqscFwizk/s72-c/TOTALLRECALL.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-7822907713410302765</id><published>2009-11-09T10:55:00.010+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:58:26.710+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Avalon Park Fort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SvdBTsh-ilI/AAAAAAAAA10/9dQXFsCi5OA/s1600-h/avparkfort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401858084681189970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SvdBTsh-ilI/AAAAAAAAA10/9dQXFsCi5OA/s400/avparkfort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found this travesty on facebook - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/group.php?gid=190388431638&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hutt City Council plans to demolish the Avalon Park Fort, the most rickety, dangerous, outdated construction in the Hutt apart from the actual Hutt City Council Buildings and the old firestation on Waterloo Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I say rickety, but I mean wonderful. This is a classic example of the way things used to be, being better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hundreds, nay, thousands of kids have played here over the past 30 odd years and the plan is to rip it down and replace it with a structure called "Spaceball" - A 7 metre high globey climbing frame thingee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It got me thinking about the structure I used to play on at Tahunanui School. It was one of the first in a style of Adventure Playgrounds and was known by us kids as "The Vench" and made a handy alternative to the car wreckers yards that we also used to frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember being scared of the firemans pole til I'd done it a couple of times and the exhilaration of jumping off the structure and landing on the bark with a crash was some of my best learning experiences in Primary School. (This as well as seeing the girls flash their knickers on the bars...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In later years, I was lucky enough to spend a bit of time at Burnham Military Camp and do the Krypton Factor Course - magnificent and frightening all at the same time but so good for this slightly chubby kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went eeling in creeks and ditches and tunnels, much like the one that dear Aisling Symes got caught in, we set up jumps for our BMXs in the middle of the street, we messed around at the wharf, we made huts in empty sections and we had a ball. The cheapest playgrounds were a couple of massive cotton reels next to each other with a plank connecting them. The best ones had the fastest flying foxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's flying foxes are for sooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I actually have a theory about the PC brigade and it's this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't ever complain about these sorts of things. Beaurocrats and journalists in glass ceilinged offices just come up with negative ideas and angles because they're sad and bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What great places did you go to when you were a kid that have disappeared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-7822907713410302765?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7822907713410302765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/save-avalon-park-fort.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/7822907713410302765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/7822907713410302765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/11/save-avalon-park-fort.html' title='Save the Avalon Park Fort'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SvdBTsh-ilI/AAAAAAAAA10/9dQXFsCi5OA/s72-c/avparkfort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-5345634777068706085</id><published>2009-09-30T11:56:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:02:33.835+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast | Nigel Latta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SsKRkpvprKI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Od8gb4oew4g/s1600-h/latta_300x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387028163155569826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SsKRkpvprKI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Od8gb4oew4g/s400/latta_300x200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another one in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://diyfather.com/content/podcast-with-nigel-latta"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DIY Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Podcast Series... Camille and I talking with Clinical Psychologist and politically incorrect parent &lt;a href="http://www.goldfishwisdom.co.nz/"&gt;Nigel Latta&lt;/a&gt; - just a short one today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://diyfather.com/files/smartcast_nigellatta.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-5345634777068706085?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5345634777068706085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/09/podcast-nigel-latta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5345634777068706085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5345634777068706085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/09/podcast-nigel-latta.html' title='Podcast | Nigel Latta'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SsKRkpvprKI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Od8gb4oew4g/s72-c/latta_300x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-3106189842967114271</id><published>2009-09-24T08:35:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T08:49:57.345+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at our house this morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They say that all kids want is our time and attention, it seems that all they REALLY want is pyjamas and some mattresses on the floor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqIp_T4AbI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SlTtV0Oas1o/s1600-h/DSCF6075.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqIax3AIdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/mrX7IRUZA0E/s1600-h/DSCF6075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384766298116858322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqIax3AIdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/mrX7IRUZA0E/s400/DSCF6075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqIAozd8fI/AAAAAAAAA1I/zXJDwiII7LQ/s1600-h/DSCF6073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384765849009517042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqIAozd8fI/AAAAAAAAA1I/zXJDwiII7LQ/s400/DSCF6073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqH_SsbCbI/AAAAAAAAA04/b_LM4Y_WIxo/s1600-h/DSCF6065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384765825894517170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqH_SsbCbI/AAAAAAAAA04/b_LM4Y_WIxo/s400/DSCF6065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqH-1jrBAI/AAAAAAAAA0w/VgZn0cb1SdA/s1600-h/DSCF6042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384765818073187330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqH-1jrBAI/AAAAAAAAA0w/VgZn0cb1SdA/s400/DSCF6042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqH-RCZpdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Byk4JjddJG0/s1600-h/DSCF6038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384765808269960658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqH-RCZpdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Byk4JjddJG0/s400/DSCF6038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-3106189842967114271?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3106189842967114271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-at-our-house-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/3106189842967114271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/3106189842967114271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-at-our-house-this-morning.html' title='Fun at our house this morning...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SrqIax3AIdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/mrX7IRUZA0E/s72-c/DSCF6075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-8656501484988869346</id><published>2009-09-01T15:29:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:56:44.484+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad always used to say...</title><content type='html'>There’s a phrase you hear on TV and in the movies that refers to a wonderful Dad thing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“When I was growing up, my Dad always said...”&lt;/i&gt; ...followed by some sort of quote of immeasurable wiseness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now that my two are three and one, I’ve been hunting for such a phrase.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wanted to be the Dad who always said something that summed up a sensible life lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was criteria however.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1:&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It couldn’t be a stolen phrase.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That’s not to say that it had to be a collection of words that had never been put together before, I just had to come up with it on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2:&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Equally, there would be no application of copyright if I came up with something good.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wise words are to be shared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3:&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It needed to be meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4:&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also knew that I couldn’t force it.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At the right time, the thought would come, and words would follow that my children would always remember and speak fondly of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just recently, my family and I were out in the car.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know the drill, Dad is driving because Dad usually always drives.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mum is in the passenger seat and the two kids are in the back.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Where we were going wasn’t important, what was important was that at that moment, we were totally and utterly complete.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There was plenty of gas in the tank, there was no hurry, and unbelievably, everyone was happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a perfect moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Out onto the motorway we went and Miss Three broke into song.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The song was nothing particularly recognisable, the tune was nothing specific, she was just making up words and applying her tune to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then, listening to her happy little voice singing her pretty little song that made no sense to anyone else in the car except for her.&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My Wise-Old-Dad-Always-Said phrase came to me and I said it for the very first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Sophie, no matter what happens in your life, never, ever stop singing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://diyfather.com/content/dad-always-used-to-say"&gt;Also published on DIY Father.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-8656501484988869346?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8656501484988869346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/09/dad-always-used-to-say.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/8656501484988869346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/8656501484988869346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/09/dad-always-used-to-say.html' title='Dad always used to say...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-2815827075280791920</id><published>2009-08-27T06:08:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:14:36.318+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast | My Little Red Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SpV6lCqrrZI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/pN6NGh0feq4/s1600-h/MLRBcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374336507126197650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SpV6lCqrrZI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/pN6NGh0feq4/s200/MLRBcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've interviewed a lot of different people over the past 16 years but this one is perhaps in amongst the more eyebrow raising ones. Not because it should be, but because men talking about periods is not really seen as the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Kauder Nalebuff is American, 19, and has just written "My Little Red Book" a collection of stories about first periods and she's got some good advice for Dads to make the subject a lot more approachable with their daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diyfather.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DIY Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Podcast series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://diyfather.com/podcasts/smartcast_mylittleredbook.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click here to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-2815827075280791920?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2815827075280791920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/podcast-my-little-red-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/2815827075280791920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/2815827075280791920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/podcast-my-little-red-book.html' title='Podcast | My Little Red Book'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SpV6lCqrrZI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/pN6NGh0feq4/s72-c/MLRBcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-5766523985207440345</id><published>2009-08-22T10:23:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:26:56.681+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugby Tonight - 6.35 kick off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're playing Auckland and if you get there early, you could be taking part in the Tui Challenge, here's us at the last home game vs Otago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/158235687784"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/158235687784" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-5766523985207440345?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5766523985207440345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/rugby-tonight-635-kick-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5766523985207440345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5766523985207440345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/rugby-tonight-635-kick-off.html' title='Rugby Tonight - 6.35 kick off!'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-5768840726099147475</id><published>2009-08-15T14:54:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:59:19.856+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here at the scene of the crash...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SoYjmApV_RI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Ad2sRAqt-2g/s1600-h/utecrash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SoYjmApV_RI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Ad2sRAqt-2g/s400/utecrash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370018741601303826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So at about lunchtime today, this fulla in the ute comes round the corner on the way back from Staglands and doesn’t make it, the front of his ute is actually hanging over the edge of the bridge there.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were second on the scene and the biggest at that stage so we tried to use the Classic Hits car to drag it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The rope in the picture snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A bigger 4WD came along so we tried to drag it out with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The second rope snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;End of the story was about a dozen blokes dragged it off to the side enough to allow traffic to pass and then the cops turned up to sort the rest out and we carried on our merry way to tell the story to anyone who’ll listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-5768840726099147475?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5768840726099147475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-at-scene-where-it-happened.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5768840726099147475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5768840726099147475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-at-scene-where-it-happened.html' title='I&apos;m here at the scene of the crash...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SoYjmApV_RI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Ad2sRAqt-2g/s72-c/utecrash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-7151612219541075037</id><published>2009-08-14T12:14:00.009+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:23:10.405+12:00</updated><title type='text'>People can be like Wolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: This post is not based on science, or any particular series of events. It's a work of Observational Faction. Faction is something that is essentially fiction but some of it may ring true, depending on the reader.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, like wolves, often move in packs. This is generally a reasonably good system. However, when something out of the ordinary happens with one of the members of the pack, people in the group can often deal with the 'issue' in a wolf like way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say for example, that one of the group has done something that the other members of the pack don't agree with. They've made, not necessarily a bad call, but one which is taken the wrong way. This person is embarrassed, and feels sick for doing it, and out of this feeling comes a kneejerk reaction which offends again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole gets deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They don't have a history of doing the wrong thing but all of a sudden, nothing else matters to the group except for this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other members of the group all react in different ways, and this can be the wolfy bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some members of the pack take the Alpha role and bite the single wolf who has done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other wolves stand behind the alpha wolf and growl in support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other members may sit at the back of the pack barking and growling about the issue with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other members of the pack try to ignore what's going on because they don't wish to make a fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can tell, it's not very often that a member of a wolf like pack of people tries to extend a hand of and actually offer support to the first wolf. They seem to band together, close ranks and push the offending wolf out which is a shame because the lone wolf who has been kicked out of the pack is the one that needs the support, the rest of the pack still have each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this post seems wierd to you, good. It illustrates my final point. Read it out loud and take it all in. Words written down can often be taken out of context. We've all cherry picked phrases out of a written document and got the wrong idea. You may even be doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is this, If you ever have a problem with someone, talk about it with them. Get to the bottom of a situation by using your voice and your ears. Don't text, email or facebook them, make a phone call or catch up with them in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends will give you a heads up if you've crossed a line, wolves will hang you out to dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends will support you if you made a bad call, wolves will turn their back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old boss of mine at a radio station back in the day said, "I will support anything you do on air, even if it's the wrong thing, if you have a good reason for it." In essence this means, if you make a genuine mistake, I'll still back you up.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a great feeling when your friends have your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-7151612219541075037?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7151612219541075037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-can-be-like-wolves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/7151612219541075037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/7151612219541075037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-can-be-like-wolves.html' title='People can be like Wolves'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-3925524605453136643</id><published>2009-08-07T18:14:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:16:14.475+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got something to tell you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/152110542784"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/152110542784" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-3925524605453136643?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3925524605453136643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-got-something-to-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/3925524605453136643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/3925524605453136643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-got-something-to-tell-you.html' title='I&apos;ve got something to tell you...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-2113233396050898819</id><published>2009-07-17T22:49:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:56:32.187+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A plug for my brother in law...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SmBYpUk78mI/AAAAAAAAA0A/l5IAEYzoSE8/s1600-h/pdp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SmBYpUk78mI/AAAAAAAAA0A/l5IAEYzoSE8/s400/pdp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359381023492403810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pete Da Palaga works for our sister station, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://flava.co.nz/"&gt;Flava&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  That's him there in the stripey suit with his co-hosts Dave Fane and Stacey Morrison.  He was cooking sausages outside the Auckland Radionetwork building when a truck who had decided to stop for one of his bangers hit the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pete is also my wife Anna's little brother and that little sausage sizzle made the news tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://tvnz.co.nz/national-news/sausage-stop-wreaks-havoc-2851073/video"&gt;video from TVNZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.  You can't buy this sort of media attention from a promotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-2113233396050898819?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2113233396050898819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/plug-for-my-brother-in-law.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/2113233396050898819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/2113233396050898819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/plug-for-my-brother-in-law.html' title='A plug for my brother in law...'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/SmBYpUk78mI/AAAAAAAAA0A/l5IAEYzoSE8/s72-c/pdp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-5593530216323921273</id><published>2009-07-17T22:25:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:48:02.020+12:00</updated><title type='text'>John Key on Fatherhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I've already posted the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-and-c-v-john-key.html"&gt;John Key video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, this audio is a part of that and I've reposted it for a few reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1:  The  vid was 28 mins and you may have got bored or not bothered with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2:  It shows how an interview can be used and reused in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3:  It's, in part, talking about the upcoming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://yesvote.org.nz/"&gt;anti smacking referendum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4:  it's &lt;a href="http://diyfather.com/content/A-Prime-Minister-and-a-dad-interview-with-John-Key"&gt;just been posted&lt;/a&gt; by our good mates at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.diyfather.com/"&gt;DIY Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's us vs John Key on the specific subject of being a Dad.  I cut this up specifically for the DIY Father Podcasts.  I had an excellent meeting with DIY today about some projects I'll be doing with them - watch this space.  It's going to be fun.  Especially if you have kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://diyfather.com/files/Smartcast-JohnKey.mp3"&gt;Click here to listen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-5593530216323921273?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5593530216323921273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/john-key-on-fatherhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5593530216323921273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/5593530216323921273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/john-key-on-fatherhood.html' title='John Key on Fatherhood'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-6147790816460396318</id><published>2009-07-15T19:11:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:19:30.811+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray Smart - 11 July 1928 - 9 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sl2C_E6xMWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/rUgN3TbmuKU/s1600-h/anna-dave-joe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sl2C_E6xMWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/rUgN3TbmuKU/s400/anna-dave-joe.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358583151804363106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandad died last week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wanted to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’d had enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wasn’t well, he missed my Nan who went about 8 years ago and the Emphysema had taken its toll on his body.&lt;div face="arial" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was lucky enough to be raised by my Grandparents.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My Mother passed in 1986 after a particularly bad asthma attack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My step father remarried a woman who had kids of her own and they made it clear that there wasn’t a place in that family for me so off I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ray Smart was always in the garage making stuff for us kids and he was first to arrive to help out if something needed doing at anyone else’s house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being allowed to mow his lawn was a big deal and if he called us by our given names, we were in trouble.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He called a spade a spade and you always knew where you stood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I remember once an old teacher of mine was trying to sell me Amway so he went to the phone, dialed 137 to make it ring, picked it up, had an imaginary conversation with no-one, told me I had to take the call and booted the guy out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He always had his family’s back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He loved his cars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember once &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nan&lt;/st1:place&gt; crashed the Holden into the corner of the garage, she tried to get it fixed before he got home but somehow he knew what she’d done before he got home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To be allowed to drive Grandad’s car was an honor and a privilege.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I crashed his Bluebird when I was 21, it was 8 years until he let me near it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He was big on his Sunday drives, whether we were checking out new subdivisions, pointing out houses he’d built years ago, getting ice creams, whitebait or mushrooms.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Grandad had an uncanny ability to spot a mushroom 3 fields over and thought nothing of stopping the car, climbing 3 fences and walking a mile to get it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t give a stuff whose field it was, those mushrooms were coming home with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last Friday, I was quietly clearing out his room at his retirement village and all the staff wanted to stop me and say how fond of him they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I truly believe that going into care added almost another 2 years onto his life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was warm, fed and he had company.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had cups of tea whenever he wanted it and his secret supply of beer as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He gave as good as he got with the nurses and loved it when they gave it back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He decided to name one of the staff 4 foot 11.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was his name for her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She swears she’s 5 foot tall but he wouldn’t have a bar of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I overheard one of the inmates telling a staff member how much quieter it was without him puffing away, she said she missed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For as long as I can remember, the first thing my Grandfather did when he got the paper each day was check the death notices to see if he was still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He’s finally made it in there and he’s now back together with Nan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-6147790816460396318?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6147790816460396318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/ray-smart-11-july-1928-9-july-2009.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/6147790816460396318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/6147790816460396318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/ray-smart-11-july-1928-9-july-2009.html' title='Ray Smart - 11 July 1928 - 9 July 2009'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sl2C_E6xMWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/rUgN3TbmuKU/s72-c/anna-dave-joe.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-1443169376268856513</id><published>2009-07-03T10:33:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:39:47.051+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sk02X5JmLvI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zm2Lyw2A09g/s1600-h/Holiday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353995316119351026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sk02X5JmLvI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zm2Lyw2A09g/s400/Holiday6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time to rest, recuperate and generally not think about work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, so the first two aren't true. There is no resting with a 3 year old and a 1 year old and we're moving house so we'll actually probably be freakin' busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for the third, much to the annoyance of my loved ones, I'm guilty as hell of seeing something on holiday and thinking, 'we could talk about that in the show.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back on July 20 with a whole bunch of stuff that I've tried not to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-1443169376268856513?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1443169376268856513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/holidays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1443169376268856513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/1443169376268856513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/07/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcpwAAopa3E/Sk02X5JmLvI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zm2Lyw2A09g/s72-c/Holiday6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22823013.post-208165825379742568</id><published>2009-06-29T17:57:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:28:43.595+12:00</updated><title type='text'>D and C v John Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week, we were lucky enough to get half an hour with the Prime Minister, here it is, on film and unedited.  See what makes our PM tick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5341185&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5341185&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5341185"&gt;Dave and Camille v John Key&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1959689"&gt;Dave Smart&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22823013-208165825379742568?l=davesmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/feeds/208165825379742568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-and-c-v-john-key.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/208165825379742568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22823013/posts/default/208165825379742568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesmart.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-and-c-v-john-key.html' title='D and C v John Key'/><author><name>Dave Smart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17943134573570115891'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>