<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:13:57.753-08:00</updated><category term='Patterson'/><category term='Apricot Fiesta'/><category term='candidates'/><category term='responsibility'/><category term='benefits'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='Trader Joe&apos;s'/><category term='news'/><category term='SNL'/><category term='local'/><category term='employees'/><category term='pastries'/><category term='newspaper'/><category term='fiesta'/><category term='community'/><category term='France'/><category term='recreation'/><category term='wine'/><category term='activities'/><category term='photos'/><category term='treasure hunt'/><category term='PHS drama'/><category term='Radner'/><category term='clues'/><category term='local shopping'/><category term='rumors'/><category term='play'/><category term='representatives'/><category term='posts'/><category term='anger'/><category term='fun'/><category term='hot air balloons'/><category term='chocolate chunk'/><category term='traffic'/><category term='GPAC'/><category term='homecoming'/><category term='Wal-Mart'/><category term='parade'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='comments'/><category term='downtown'/><title type='text'>From where I stand ...</title><subtitle type='html'>No threat of nosebleeds down here!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8997746871879648286</id><published>2009-09-25T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:59:27.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sports.  For anyone who knows me, they know I'm not an expert or even much of a fan.  To blog about a sport is a first for me.  But I've just hit my limit of tolerance when it comes to the unbecoming behavior of the adults who are associated with the youth football teams in Patterson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, PATTERSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a team's home field is the Patterson Community Stadium, then that team is a Patterson team.  If the team has played on that field one season or for the last twenty, it's a Patterson team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents:  Please understand that one sports reporter can only do so much.  Please understand that your children are watching you, and learning from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8997746871879648286?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8997746871879648286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8997746871879648286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8997746871879648286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8997746871879648286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/09/sports.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-5555028316480185306</id><published>2009-07-21T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:23:56.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good stress vs Bad stress</title><content type='html'>Our little community paper has recently experienced an unusual amount of change.  Change can be good, right?  It can mean "new and improved", or fresh and exciting, like an adventure.  Usually I find that change means all of that in a variety of combinations, coming at me like waves.  I either paddle like crazy through the breakers or I get pulled down in the undertoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the ride was wild, but for now, things have calmed down, and the staff is finding some breathing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad to say good-bye to John Saiz.  His unique view of the world was appreciated by those of us who knew him on a personal level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, there will be someone new, with their view of the world and our town.  Another reporter who will call Patterson "home".   This person will arrive in time (hopefully) to cover the county fair, the new school year and our city's Centennial celebration.  Through those assignments, our new reporter will see the best we have to offer.  Our spirit of community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-5555028316480185306?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/5555028316480185306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=5555028316480185306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/5555028316480185306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/5555028316480185306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-stress-vs-bad-stress.html' title='Good stress vs Bad stress'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-1352215302712129242</id><published>2009-05-19T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:02:08.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over-zealous Hunters</title><content type='html'>Another Fiesta Treasure Hunt is over.  It's always bitter sweet.  Bitter for those of us who love the hunt.  Knowing we have to wait an entire year, for our chance to find the elusive treasure. Sweet for the lucky and skillful folks who perserved, did the research and lost sleep in pursuit of the prize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the staff at the Irrigator, it may be sweet to not have to answer multiple phone calls everyday from people wondering, "has the treasure been found?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we warn hunters against defacing or disturbing property.  And every year we hear stories of some infractions, generally small and well tolerated by the property owners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year may be the exception.  This year, I'm very sorry to hear, some of our hunters went overboard in their quest for the treasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that there has been some damage to mail boxes, sign posts and maybe some areas we haven't been told about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, people.  We want to continue this family fun tradition.  But we won't be able to if the property owners in town feel violated for four weeks out of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to give it some thought.  We hope you do too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-1352215302712129242?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/1352215302712129242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=1352215302712129242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1352215302712129242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1352215302712129242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-zealous-hunters.html' title='Over-zealous Hunters'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8922743989021021651</id><published>2009-04-30T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:24:17.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasure hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apricot Fiesta'/><title type='text'>Treasure Hunt equals treasured memories</title><content type='html'>The annual Fiesta Treasure Hunt!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahhhh, yes&lt;/span&gt;.  What great memories......good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years a dear friend, my children and I were avid treasure hunters.  From the time the first clue was published in the Irrigator, until the treasure was found, we would go out nearly every night and scour the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went as far as to wait in front of the Irrigator office, late at night, hoping to be the first to get our hands on the newspaper.  It was so freshly printed, the ink would rub off onto our fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would sit in the car, read the clue and then the lively discussions would ensue.  Each of us had theories about what the clue meant.  We would dissect the clue, trying to decipher if it was literal or if the clue held double meanings.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun.  A great time for family.  An opportunity to have the kids learn investigative skills and critical thinking.  The chance to learn more about the history of Patterson. They never thought about it that way, and actually, neither did I.  We were just having fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While out searching, we would meet other folks doing the same.  Sometimes, we would discuss our theories.  Sometimes, we would guard our notions of what the clues meant.  After all, we wouldn't want to give our brilliance away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know at that time, that one day I would be working at the Patterson Irrigator, and ultimately responsible for the clues.  That dear friend who hunted with me and my kids, for those many years, is now the author of the clues.  We are co-conspirators again.  Having almost as much fun as when we were hunting........but getting a lot more sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8922743989021021651?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8922743989021021651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8922743989021021651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8922743989021021651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8922743989021021651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/04/treasure-hunt-equals-treasured-memories.html' title='Treasure Hunt equals treasured memories'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-2247163896204686455</id><published>2009-04-16T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:12:43.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><title type='text'>It was so nice of you, whoever you are.......</title><content type='html'>Kind words of appreciation can change my mood from apathetic to enthusiastic.  Every once in a while, I find myself getting weary of the almost daily flow of opinions, complaints and suggestions that I receive from our readers.  Isn't it human nature to express a grievance? Yet, when we're pleased with something, how many of us take the time to express our pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's mail had a letter in it from an anonymous reader, who signed themselves, simply as "The Family from..........."  and then added their address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enclosed in the letter was a money order for $50.00.  Here's an excerpt of the letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Dear Patterson Irrigator:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;For many years we have received PI for free. We are sending you ....... to pay for a subscription.  .................We understand the hard times that newspapers are facing. We enjoy your publication and have for many years and appreciate your service to our local youth, education and small businesses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;...............electronic media can never replace the actual newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Keep up the great work!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.  That's like a B-12 shot right in the arm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do appreciate what we do, everyday,  in good times and in bad, we thank you.  We also promise to continue to bring you the news that affects you the most, your local news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, whether you hold it in your hand or view us online.  You're the reason we do what we do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-2247163896204686455?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/2247163896204686455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=2247163896204686455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/2247163896204686455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/2247163896204686455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-was-so-nice-of-you-whoever-you-are.html' title='It was so nice of you, whoever you are.......'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-4686535638607770760</id><published>2009-04-11T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:36:05.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It really does flow downhill!!</title><content type='html'>It's one of those sayings I've heard for years......but until today, I had never seen it demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PI potty rooms came to a rather messy standstill on Thursday afternoon.  Thanks to our good neighbors around the block, we all were able to continue our routine with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; visits to our neighboring restrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can't depend on them for ever, so I spent the better part of Saturday here, watching and learning about the city's sewer system and the underground world that harbors all the secrets that go down our drains.  My kids will tell you, this stuff fascinates me. Here's what I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PI's&lt;/span&gt; drainage seems to be lower than the city's pipes.  I'm no engineer, but even I can understand that water and whatever that water carries, needs gravity to flow out and away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without volume and velocity, the liquid tends to flow too slowly to fully flush (pardon the pun) the sewage into the main line where it will be carried to it's final destination, the water treatment plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's when I realized "OH, so that's what they mean when they say '&amp;amp;@it flows downhill'". It's not just about hierarchy, it's a fact of nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-4686535638607770760?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/4686535638607770760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=4686535638607770760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/4686535638607770760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/4686535638607770760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-really-does-flow-downhill.html' title='It really does flow downhill!!'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-1046530157230140746</id><published>2009-04-08T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:38:16.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiesta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot air balloons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apricot Fiesta'/><title type='text'>The Fiesta needs You!</title><content type='html'>What a busy week or two!  This town starts buzzing every year about this time, as we all gear up for Fiesta. &lt;br /&gt;Patterson puts on one of the best parties in the state every year.  The volunteers who work to be sure everything is ready put in thousands (no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exageration&lt;/span&gt;) of hours to bring three days and two nights of fun for families, singles, and seniors.&lt;br /&gt;The Fiesta needs our help this year.  Last night's city council meeting was a real eye opener for me. This economy has taken a toll on all of us.  But non-profits are getting hit the hardest, as people start pulling back their donations.&lt;br /&gt;The Fiesta board is faced with some tough decisions as they plan this year's 39th annual event. &lt;br /&gt;When I heard Rich Greer talk about what choices have to be made as far as cutting back on their expenses..................well it just made me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no fireworks?  Or how about no hot air balloons?  It just wouldn't be Fiesta without those things, for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, if you love the Fiesta and enjoy any part of it, please consider a donation.  If everyone who attends could give $1, or $5, that would amount to tens of thousands of dollars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-1046530157230140746?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/1046530157230140746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=1046530157230140746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1046530157230140746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1046530157230140746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/04/fiesta-needs-you.html' title='The Fiesta needs You!'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-6988924465486535598</id><published>2009-03-27T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:30:42.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recreation'/><title type='text'>Are you kiddin' me!</title><content type='html'>"There's nothing to do in this town!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a dollar for every time I've heard someone say that..............well, I'd have enough money to buy a new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is read the paper (hint, hint) and you'll find all kinds of stuff to keep your evenings and weekends plenty full.  In fact, you may find yourself wishing for a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From recreation department sports for all ages, to service clubs offering breakfasts, dinners, dances, casino nights, fish fries and beer fests. You can fill your dance card nearly every weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I are already scheduled heavily from now until Fiesta!  The historical hay ride, the PRT Art &amp;amp; Wine, private get-togethers with friends, and chores that come with any home and family keep us as busy as we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, don't say you can't find entertainment here in Patterson.  It's here, lots of it.  Just read the posters around town, the banners that hang on the Plaza circle, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;Patterson Irrigator&lt;/strong&gt; to be amazed at all this town has to offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-6988924465486535598?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/6988924465486535598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=6988924465486535598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6988924465486535598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6988924465486535598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-you-kiddin-me.html' title='Are you kiddin&apos; me!'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8912576014672638911</id><published>2009-03-25T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:57:08.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiesta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Desperately seeking.......Fiesta photos</title><content type='html'>This year's special edition of the PI for the Apricot Fiesta will include a pictorial trip down memory lane.   In the theme of honoring Patterson's 100 year celebration, we want to look back at the 38 years of past Fiesta fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where you come in.  If you have any photos from early Fiestas......1970's, please bring them into the PI office.  We'll scan them and return them to you and give your photo credit in the Fiesta tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Fiesta was in 1971.  It was the summer before my senior year at PHS .  The awesome class of '72 needed to raise some money for our class gift to the school, homecoming parade supplies, etc.  So we had a lemonade stand at the Fiesta.  It was a scorching, mid-summer day and the lemonade was very popular.  We made $300!   But no pictures......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8912576014672638911?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8912576014672638911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8912576014672638911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8912576014672638911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8912576014672638911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/03/desperately-seekingfiesta-photos.html' title='Desperately seeking.......Fiesta photos'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-3818542345247216692</id><published>2009-03-23T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:01:35.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rumors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHS drama'/><title type='text'>Rumors</title><content type='html'>Calm down.................I'm not starting any.  I'm referring to the Neil Simon play, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rumors&lt;/span&gt;. Gary and I inhaled some left-overs Friday night and ran out the door just in time for the curtain.  Leaving dirty dishes in the sink is not my MO, but we had no choice if we wanted to walk in before the play began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did arrive on time.  But the auditorium had a line of people at the box office desk! Good. We love to see the arts supported. We waited our turn in line and greeted others who came in after us. Chatted briefly with a few folks and then went into the theater and took our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Tori's opening remarks about cell phones, texting and general etiquette during the performance until the curtain call, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the cast and crew: Great job, well done.  The costumes were wonderful, the acting was fresh and the timing was almost flawless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fantastic way to spend a Friday evening.  All for only $5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-3818542345247216692?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/3818542345247216692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=3818542345247216692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/3818542345247216692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/3818542345247216692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/03/rumors.html' title='Rumors'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-1791519300448074636</id><published>2009-02-18T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:50:17.358-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate chunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>The French Connection</title><content type='html'>There is a delightful young man visiting us this week.  His name is Mathias and he is from France.  He and about a dozen other students are staying with area families for ten days, as part of an educational experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not our first time as hosts for this type of thing.  We have enjoyed two previous French students over the past few years.  In fact, we still have contact with one and hope to visit him and his family some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a visit to the grocery store, Mathias wondered if he could purchase a particular type of cookie that is very popular in France.  He wondered if I had ever heard of  "Chocolate Chunk" cookies.  I assured him there were many types of cookies that he could choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the cookie aisle, his eyes grew wide with the selection.  He told me he would like to come back, before he heads for home, to load up his suitcase with packages of Pepperridge Farm Chocolate Chunk cookies.  He went on to explain how he and his sister love to put them into the microwave for 20 seconds, and then eat them warm with a glass of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned.  Aren't French pastries famous?  You'd think a kid who grew up in Paris would turn his nose up at a pre-packaged cookie?  Guess not.  As it turns out, Mathias told me that French cookies are hard and crisp.  Not gooey, soft and melty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?  Maybe he'll tell me he's heard that California wines are better too.............. oh wait, that's a already been established.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-1791519300448074636?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/1791519300448074636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=1791519300448074636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1791519300448074636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1791519300448074636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/02/french-connection.html' title='The French Connection'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8293137850675069356</id><published>2009-02-05T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:40:54.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GPAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wal-Mart'/><title type='text'>Remember Roseann Roseanna Dana?</title><content type='html'>Gilda Radner created an unforgettable character in the early days of SNL: Roseann Roseanna Dana. This middle-aged single woman, with out-of-control hair, would rant on and on about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roseann would begin her diatribe with a particular subject in mind, but then as she delivered her very unique perspective, her mind would wander and somehow the audience would hear about a little drop of sweat precariously dangling from someone's nose as they prepared her pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how ridiculous her story was, she always ended it with the following words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It just goes to show.........it's always something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sentiment is simple and very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not GPAC, it's planning commission.  If it's not Walgreen's, it's Wal-Mart.  If it's not the State budget, it's the State drought.  There's plenty to keep a body spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick is to find humor in the little annoyances.  Realize that what may seem HUGE today, will morph into routine tomorrow.  And when it seems like there's just one challenge after another to rely on the words of wisdom from an unlikely hero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It just goes to show..............it's always something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP - Gilda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8293137850675069356?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8293137850675069356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8293137850675069356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8293137850675069356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8293137850675069356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/02/remember-roseann-rosanna-dana.html' title='Remember Roseann Roseanna Dana?'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-6414268284899587181</id><published>2009-01-22T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:03:53.899-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benefits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wal-Mart'/><title type='text'>Survey says.............</title><content type='html'>Our little poll indicates there's a lot more people who want a Wal-Mart than those who do not.  So ok- I'm listening (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er, reading&lt;/span&gt;)  Let me hear from you if you support the Wal-Mart Super Store coming into Patterson, and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithful Wal-Mart shoppers that I've spoken to say the one on McHenry in Modesto, is clean and attractive.   I want to go and check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our council can negotiate the deal to benefit the downtown, that would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the employees expect to ALL BE PATTERSON RESIDENTS?  That would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get a real conversation going on this, and let the council know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-6414268284899587181?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/6414268284899587181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=6414268284899587181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6414268284899587181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6414268284899587181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/01/survey-says.html' title='Survey says.............'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8265224427991952590</id><published>2009-01-21T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:23:18.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trader Joe&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wal-Mart'/><title type='text'>Say it isn't so.........</title><content type='html'>My husband and I disagree on very little.   But on the subject of Wal-Mart, we don't see eye-to-eye. &lt;br /&gt;Being open minded is something I work at almost daily.  So when Gary told me that he thinks Wal-Mart isn't the huge threat I consider it to be..........I listened.  It's hard to disagree with some of his points:&lt;br /&gt;Earning minimum wage with no benefits may be the only job some people are qualified for. For those folks, working at Wal-Mart would be a blessing.  Or maybe a family needs a second income, that too would be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;But what if those same people could get a job at - oh I don't know, let's say - Trader Joe's.  They pay very well, plus benefits including retirement.  How about Starbucks?  They offer their employees more than minimum AND benefits. &lt;br /&gt;Here's some other concerns.&lt;br /&gt;Traffic problems in and around the area.&lt;br /&gt;Trash - ever noticed how the parking lots are maintained (or not)&lt;br /&gt;Will the residents have the opportunity to "weigh in" on this matter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8265224427991952590?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8265224427991952590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8265224427991952590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8265224427991952590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8265224427991952590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-it-isnt-so.html' title='Say it isn&apos;t so.........'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-340086545309266336</id><published>2008-12-19T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:07:50.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wal-Mart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patterson'/><title type='text'>Wal-Mart is coming to town?</title><content type='html'>You better watch out&lt;br /&gt;You better not buy&lt;br /&gt;You better not shop,&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you why........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wal-Mart is coming to town..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before making up your mind on how happy you will be to have a Wal-Mart in town, please take a few minutes to read some of the research that's been gathered over the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.walmartmovie.com/facts.php"&gt;http://www.walmartmovie.com/facts.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about some of the shops in town that will be gravely affected.  Your friends, neighbors and family who own or work at auto parts shops, hardward stores, convenience markets, and even some grocers. &lt;br /&gt;These local businesses that support our local schools and clubs, will be forced out.  Will Wal-Mart contribute to our youth sports or the local arts scene?  Can Patterson FFA expect Wal-Mart to donate to their fundraisers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-340086545309266336?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/340086545309266336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=340086545309266336' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/340086545309266336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/340086545309266336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/12/wal-mart-is-coming-to-town.html' title='Wal-Mart is coming to town?'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-2694122346381032518</id><published>2008-12-16T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:05:55.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to 2008.......</title><content type='html'>Growing up, time crawled by slowly. There was always something just out of reach, that only the passage of time would allow me to grasp.  My next birthday, Christmas, graduating from high school, waiting for my wedding day, the birth of my children. All these moments just couldn't arrive fast enough! &lt;br /&gt;But now that I've reached my fifties - time is like a bullet train!  I can't believe how quickly this year has sped by.&lt;br /&gt;Next year will be even quicker and there is so much happening in Patterson in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a healthy and prosperous 2009 for our little bit of the world -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-2694122346381032518?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/2694122346381032518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=2694122346381032518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/2694122346381032518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/2694122346381032518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-to-2008.html' title='Goodbye to 2008.......'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-6537803730027229139</id><published>2008-11-05T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:26:29.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's move forward now</title><content type='html'>We've come a long way, baby! Has there ever been an election that was filled with so much emotion? Locally, state wide and of course, our presidential election seemed to all have elements that touched us more personally, more deeply than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Patterson, there's no less work to be done than in Washington DC. What happens here is as just as important to our everyday lives. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, we are all members of this community, this circle city that we all call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish is that the new energy that the challengers brought to the campaign, the new ideas and involvement from new residents will continue. So let's move forward, together, east and west, new residents and natives, businesses and consumers to move Patterson into a new age of thriving prosperity and small town charm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-6537803730027229139?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/6537803730027229139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=6537803730027229139' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6537803730027229139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6537803730027229139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-move-forward-now.html' title='Let&apos;s move forward now'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-1428676423355774824</id><published>2008-10-24T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:50:24.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Dat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Knowledge will forever govern ignorance; and a people who mean to be their own governors must arm themselves with the power which knowledge gives."&lt;/em&gt; James Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to think about.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-1428676423355774824?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/1428676423355774824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=1428676423355774824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1428676423355774824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1428676423355774824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-dat.html' title='True Dat!'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-4990053833372963707</id><published>2008-10-22T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:28:44.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade'/><title type='text'>Homecoming memories</title><content type='html'>What a great time of year, I love homecoming week.&lt;br /&gt;For some of us who are old enough, we can remember the night parades through downtown, the bon-fires, beating up an old car with a sledge hammer during lunch-time and spending evenings in country barns decorating floats.&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, I loved having hordes of kids at our house, practicing skits, cheers and painting up posters, signs and each other! We still have paint on a tree out back from 1993.&lt;br /&gt;But now that the kiddles are out of high school, homecoming week is quiet at our house. I miss it. The energy and the optimism of teens is invigorating............like a B-12 shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go to the parade and the game and it'll be fun, and I will be reminded of some of the past homecomings - as a student and as a parent. Homecoming's not the same when you're a spectator rather than a participant. But then that's true in all things.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-4990053833372963707?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/4990053833372963707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=4990053833372963707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/4990053833372963707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/4990053833372963707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming-memories.html' title='Homecoming memories'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-6899645921671150163</id><published>2008-10-09T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:20:27.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember this?</title><content type='html'>Ran across this and had to chuckle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"To those critics who are  so pessimistic about our economy, I say, Don't be economic girlie men!"  --California Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger, at the Republican  convention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there a whole lot of "girlie men" now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-6899645921671150163?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/6899645921671150163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=6899645921671150163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6899645921671150163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/6899645921671150163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/10/remember-this.html' title='Remember this?'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-4749130286717178178</id><published>2008-10-06T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:11:23.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love Ronnie</title><content type='html'>I find myself buried in politics.  The national political scene is captivating.  It's almost like watching "E" network, but with government officials, instead of movie stars and entertainers.  Sometimes I have to make a conscious effort to pull away from it for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locally, here in my sweet little town, things are getting just as interesting. Has it always been like this?  Or is this race a little more venomous?  I'd love to hear from others on this subject.  Sometimes I think that working at a newspaper puts me so far into the middle of it, my viewpoint may be askew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ran across this quote and just found myself smiling, so I wanted to share it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/politics_is_supposed_to_be_the_second_oldest/11926.html"&gt;Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.&lt;/a&gt;” - Ronald Reagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make you go, hmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-4749130286717178178?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/4749130286717178178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=4749130286717178178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/4749130286717178178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/4749130286717178178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/10/gotta-love-ronnie.html' title='Gotta love Ronnie'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-7425320457561146524</id><published>2008-10-01T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:40:16.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaza Circle Raceway</title><content type='html'>Well, I almost got creamed today during the lunch hour rush to return to work. &lt;br /&gt;Not once, but twice as I made my way around the circle from Del Puerto Ave. to North Third Street, two different vehicles chose to create a two lane race way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was a young woman in such a big hurry.  Apparently I wasn't going fast enough for her, so she passed me on the inside, then cut in front of me so she could exit onto E. Las Palmas.  Only problem for her was a pedestrian crossing there, which meant she had to stop.  I stopped behind her too, as my other option would have been to A) hit her from behind; or B) try to veer left and continue my trip around the circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I didn't go around her, as another vehicle with two gentlemen, was making it's way on the inside track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I ask you: When did the Plaza circle become a multi-lane roadway?  Did I miss the memo on that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-7425320457561146524?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/7425320457561146524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=7425320457561146524' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/7425320457561146524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/7425320457561146524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/10/plaza-circle-raceway.html' title='Plaza Circle Raceway'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8537455551669519320</id><published>2008-09-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:42:50.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Play Nice</title><content type='html'>With age comes wisdom........hopefully..........if you're payin' attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to rant, rave, accuse and name-call when you're wearing a cloak of invisibility.  When your words have your name attached to them...............you think a little - maybe choose those words more carefully.  Why do you suppose that is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs, posts and comments aren't personal diaries or journals.  They are public.  Anyone with a computer can read them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago - when my older children were in elementary school - there was a song that was in the Top 10.  It's chorus was also the title, and was repeated over and over throughout the song: "&lt;em&gt;French kissin' in the USA&lt;/em&gt;".   Stupid song.  Catchy melody though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime it came on the radio, I would switch the station.  A friend observed this once. Her children were toddlers at the time.  She asked why I was bothered by it.  Besides promoting an activity that was inappropriate for an 8-year old, I was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had the attention of millions of ears, several times a day, I know I could find something with some measure of value, to share with that audience.  That's the way I feel about blogs, posts and comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading barbs and venting anger - what does that accomplish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8537455551669519320?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8537455551669519320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8537455551669519320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8537455551669519320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8537455551669519320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/09/play-nice.html' title='Play Nice'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8267391998020615405</id><published>2008-09-23T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:03:55.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Turnout</title><content type='html'>Well, we did have a few people standing at last night's Candidates Forum.  That was nice to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice to see the quality of questions that came across the desk.  This town has so much to treasure and be proud of.  Our residents being the most valuable asset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candidates gave us the opportunity to see each of them answer questions from the public without the benefit of much time to &lt;em&gt;consider&lt;/em&gt; their answer.  Very informative.  Body language and facial expressions are also interesting to note.   I wish there was a camera poised on the audience so we could watch their facial expressions as the candidates replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall I'd call the night a success.  Thanks to all who turned out for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8267391998020615405?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8267391998020615405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8267391998020615405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8267391998020615405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8267391998020615405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-turnout.html' title='Good Turnout'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-8666077583867823619</id><published>2008-09-22T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:04:58.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='representatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candidates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patterson'/><title type='text'>Got Questions?</title><content type='html'>Tonight is your chance to participate in the democratic process.  This is a real opportunity for all the people who blog and comment on our website to actually come in person, face to face and pose your questions to the people who are willing to serve this city as YOUR representatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people have asked me if I think the council chambers will hold the crowd.  Yes I do. The answer is based on past experiences.  I wish we could have so many people turn out for these evenings, that we would need to hold it in a gymnasium.  That has never been necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If every person who complains about Patterson, and it's lack of this or that, would actually care enough to go to city council meetings and planning commission meetings, there might be a capacity problem.  If people exercised their right to address these panels, at the meetings during the public comment period, they would find the councilors and commissioners very responsive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it will be very interesting to see how many people take a couple of hours out of their evening, away from their televisions, to come and see a reality show, that will impact their lives for the next two years, and possibly beyond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-8666077583867823619?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/8666077583867823619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=8666077583867823619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8666077583867823619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/8666077583867823619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-questions.html' title='Got Questions?'/><author><name>Colton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483064445006278965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-5111609767410525959</id><published>2008-09-15T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:16:34.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football time is here again</title><content type='html'>How 'bout them PHS Tigers?  Wow.  What a great time it is to go to a home game.  Everyone there is rooting for the same team.  How refreshing, during this political season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just so nice to sit in the stands, perfect weather, beautiful stadium, a new group of cheerleaders with all their energy and enthusiasm.  And the PHS band!  They sounded so grrrrrrrreaattt!  Having the band in the stands during the game  -  with their special brand of musical humor and well timed bits during time-outs..........fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at the PI, we're working late on Fridays to get the game on the internet and some video for all the fans to see on Saturday morning.  It's a labor of love in a town that loves it's high school sports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you who log in to PI.  We're doing it for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-5111609767410525959?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/5111609767410525959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=5111609767410525959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/5111609767410525959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/5111609767410525959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/09/football-time-is-here-again.html' title='Football time is here again'/><author><name>Colton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483064445006278965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-3267423989520504091</id><published>2008-09-08T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:52:31.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You never know......</title><content type='html'>Development west of I-5......what a surprise.  The results of the very unscientific poll that we had up for over a week, came as a real eye-opener to me.  So did the video we shot last week, for our &lt;a href="http://pattersonirrigator.com/content/view/2087/43/" target="_blank"&gt;Street Beat&lt;/a&gt;,  posing the same question to residents at the local donut shop.&lt;br /&gt;Our poll showed 244 votes were cast. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes"&lt;/span&gt; votes totaled 151, or just over 61%; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No"&lt;/span&gt; votes totaled 93, or just over 38%.  For some reason, that really caught me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought people here had an emotional tie to the foothills west of town.  The natural beauty, the solitude, the sunsets......... guess I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new poll up now.  Equally unscientific, but it may prove to be just as enlightening as the last one. &lt;br /&gt;Who knows?  Maybe my grandkids (mere figments of my imagination as of right now) will someday come down I-5 and see high rise condos in them there hills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-3267423989520504091?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/3267423989520504091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=3267423989520504091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/3267423989520504091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/3267423989520504091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-never-know.html' title='You never know......'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-1371635349006757662</id><published>2008-09-01T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:23:50.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn the rules of the round-abouts!</title><content type='html'>What is so difficult about negotiating a round-about?  The approach is marked with "yield" signs, "One Way" signs, and in some cases, even a cute little circle of arrows showing the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening, as I approached the Plaza circle, I saw a small pick-up truck going the wrong way, hugging the inside curb, at about 5 mph.  The poor driver had one passenger and they both looked very intense as they tried to decide where/how to get off the merry go-round.  I tried to wave to them - didn't want to honk as that may have scared him - but he finally turned off on South Third street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time I've seen this happen.  But that's not the biggest problem.  The real mess comes when the traffic is heavy, usually around 3pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That circle becomes a 3-lane game of Frogger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are cars backed up waiting for the light at Hwy 33, cars driving on the outside (along the right-hand curb) exiting on Salado to avoid the back up, and then the cars trying to exit past W. Las Palmas, that hug the inside curb to pass the standing line of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help the poor pedestrians who may be trying to use the cross walks - hope they were good at Frogger!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my advice on how to drive in Patterson............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you approach any roundabout - you should expect to yield to any traffic that is either: a) already on the round-about; or b) entering the roundabout from a street to your left.  This is one case when the driver on your LEFT has the right of way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try some patience and courtesy too.  Maybe we should add road signs:  "Entering a patience zone"........... or "Courtesy required next 1/4 mile" .    whadaya think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-1371635349006757662?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/1371635349006757662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=1371635349006757662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1371635349006757662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/1371635349006757662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/09/learn-rules-of-round-abouts.html' title='Learn the rules of the round-abouts!'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-805842388793170762</id><published>2008-08-28T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:13:55.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Usherettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SLcuRA6lyJI/AAAAAAAAABg/6rmQqXJFeYg/s1600-h/172+R++USHERETTES++P+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SLcuRA6lyJI/AAAAAAAAABg/6rmQqXJFeYg/s320/172+R++USHERETTES++P+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239707561307261074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out these very cool ladies.  This photo has been lovingly restored by Jenifer West, the President of the Patterson Centennial Committee. It shows us two usherettes posed in front of the Del Puerto Theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that people in old photos seem so elegant and regal? Ever noticed that?  Pictures of my dad in his WWII uniform, and my mom with her hair all coiffed and her petite figure in some amazing 40's dress..........it was just a different time, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child and well into my early years as a mother, the Del Puerto Theater was such a cool place.  Every Christmas season, Mrs. Fink would have Santa come by after the movie and hand out candy to all the children.  What a thrill that was! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching just about every classic Disney film in that theater. Then in later years, I enjoyed getting scarred by the likes of Vincent Price and Christopher Lee.  I even recall my first kiss in the balcony of that theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who these ladies are, but if anyone knows (Claude-a little help here) please comment here and share the knowledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-805842388793170762?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/805842388793170762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=805842388793170762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/805842388793170762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/805842388793170762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/08/usherettes.html' title='Usherettes'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SLcuRA6lyJI/AAAAAAAAABg/6rmQqXJFeYg/s72-c/172+R++USHERETTES++P+17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264639912096043660.post-2796808728734731244</id><published>2008-08-26T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:04:01.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew?</title><content type='html'>When the idea of a blog was first mentioned to me, I honestly doubted that I had anything worthy of sharing. But during subsequent conversations with staff at the Irrigator, as I was spouting off about something or other, they would tell me, "That's a blog, right there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if having ideas and opinions on this adventure we call life qualifies me to blog, then who am I to question technology and the Y-generation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lived in Patterson from the day of my birth at Del Puerto Hospital, I have seen a few(&lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;) changes in this, my hometown. My husband and I have enjoyed raising our three kids in this town. We've benefited as parents by being surrounded with a caring network of health care providers, teachers, neighbors and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's from that perspective that I will attempt to share some insights on the pulse of this great little city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2264639912096043660-2796808728734731244?l=carolscoles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/feeds/2796808728734731244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2264639912096043660&amp;postID=2796808728734731244' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/2796808728734731244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2264639912096043660/posts/default/2796808728734731244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolscoles.blogspot.com/2008/08/testing.html' title='Who knew?'/><author><name>Carol Scoles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16708400469402580339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KD_pcA995FM/SK7-4QyOQCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ddd4hS5Tlvs/s1600-R/carol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
