MEETINGS DAY 1

A cool morning at about 6:30. Just getting ready for today’s meetings. They’re planning on trying to teach me something today – good luck.

Tonight we’re supposed to have a “games night” with “pub fare”. It’s amazing what they’ll do to try and keep your interest up.

Last night we had a nice dinner. Tomato orange bisque followed by locally raised trout fillets finished with a white chocolate torte. Pretty tasty.

Talisman seems to be in the black hole of communications. Most of the people up here with me are equipped with Blackberries that I sourced and, as luck would have it, no one has a connection and for some reason it’s my fault. I didn’t pick the location.

Update later.

SUNDAY’S PICTURE

!@(talisman1.jpg:R240 http://www.eyeno.net/images/talisman1.jpg “Talisman”) Not much to see here. This a shot from the balcony of my room at Talisman Resort near Collingwood Ontario. A crummy day.
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TEAM BUILDING

So the people who pay my salary decide the end of November is a good time to go to a ski resort for a couple of days of training and meetings. We’re at a place called Talisman.

Probably a better idea if the weather cooperates. It’s too cold to play golf and too warm to ski. Drove up here (about 1 1/2 hours North of Toronto) through a combination of rain and snow. Absolutely crappy weather.

Perhaps they planned this, we’ll have no choice but to pay attention on what’s happening in the meeting room – there’s not much happening anywhere else around here.

I’ll post some pictures if I see anything worth the pixels.

KEVIN SITES EXPLAINS

I’ve posted before about Kevin Sites, a freelance journalist embeded with the US Marines in Iraq. Sites became a lot better known last week as the reporter who took the startling video of a Marine apparently shooting an unarmed, wounded Iraqi. Many outlets identified Sites as an “anti-war” activist.

In this compelling posting on his Blog, Sites writes an open letter to the Marines to explain to them, and us, what exactly happened on that day.

He ends with these words to the troops:
>So here, ultimately, is how it all plays out: when the Iraqi man in the mosque posed a threat, he was your enemy; when he was subdued he was your responsibility; when he was killed in front of my eyes and my camera — the story of his death became my responsibility.

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END OF SEASON

Played my last round of golf for the season at Peel Village this morning. Probably my last round until I go to Orlando in February.

The cruelest part of this morning was that it was so gorgeous and my game actually sucked less than usual. The sun came out just as we started and it was incredibly bright and fairly warm for this time of the year.

Just a couple of things to do in the backyard and the snow shovels are ready for their first use. The clubs will be unloaded from the Jeep this afternoon and tucked away in the basement. I’ll hit the driving range a few times over the next few months but it’s just not the same.