<?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-4549087482222998919</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:36:22.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THORS HELMUT</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-2450330198959699595</id><published>2009-06-04T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:56:57.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragons and Old Souls and other such assorted stuff</title><content type='html'>So feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; worn down today, perhaps a flu bug of sorts or something else equally as draining yet relatively harmless, I spent some time on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. Being the immense &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;timesucking&lt;/span&gt; entity it is there are tons and tons of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inane&lt;/span&gt; distractions available on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. i try to avoid the truly retarded ones like, how Michigan are you or what type of peanut butter are you or whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; bullshit people try to pass off as interesting. But now and then there are some little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quizzes&lt;/span&gt; that peak my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt;. There has been the which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pixar&lt;/span&gt; character are you(wall-e) which psychological disorder are you (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ADHD&lt;/span&gt;)  and a few others but today i came across two that made me feel kinda good. First, which mythical creature are you. turns out I'm a dragon, and having a personal high regard for dragons and what they represent it made me feel pretty good! not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ferociousness&lt;/span&gt; and great strength but great wisdom and respect. things i value greatly. the next was how old a soul a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt; you. turns out I'm a very old soul, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of been there done that jokes come to mind but someone who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; believes in this sort &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;of thing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; put some heartfelt effort into this quiz (that's my opinion anyway). it helped me realize why i do some of the things i do, and if it's true it does explain how i know some of the things i know. all in all a (if nothing else superficially)somewhat enlightening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KABOOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-2450330198959699595?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/2450330198959699595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=2450330198959699595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2450330198959699595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2450330198959699595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/06/dragons-and-old-souls-and-other-such_04.html' title='Dragons and Old Souls and other such assorted stuff'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-5995810064250464441</id><published>2009-03-23T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:51:49.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Philosophy</title><content type='html'>And my new philosophy is " It's not what you can &lt;a href="http://files.conceptcarz.com/img/Ferrari/Hamann-Ferrari-599-GTB-manu-07_04-1024.jpg"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt;, but what you can &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUfC2RPKmBI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;build&lt;/a&gt; that matters" I just read this, and  what a cool statement. I mean anyone can put time in at &lt;a href="http://tomtoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/tooofunny9951.jpg"&gt;a job they don't like &lt;/a&gt;and BUY&lt;a href="http://www.artworldsalon.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/11-November/bling.jpg"&gt; whatever&lt;/a&gt;, but to build something that's &lt;a href="https://www.cleantools.net/Website/htm/images/1974Datsun.jpg"&gt;exactly what you want&lt;/a&gt; is about the most gratifying thing you can do. At least it's been that way in my experience.&lt;br /&gt; Having been a builder type all my life, starting with &lt;a href="http://www.lego.com/en-US/default.aspx"&gt;LEGO&lt;/a&gt; (the greatest toy in the world) at a young age and progressing through nearly every other building material out there ( i think concrete and plastic are the only things I don't have a whole lot of experience with) I can honestly say, Yes it is better to build your own than buy someone elses.&lt;br /&gt; That goes for anything, homes, vehicles, decorations, relationships, kids,whatever.It's worth the effort to make your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later&lt;br /&gt;THOR&lt;br /&gt;KABOOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-5995810064250464441?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/5995810064250464441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=5995810064250464441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/5995810064250464441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/5995810064250464441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-philosophy.html' title='New Philosophy'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-2290846080629301475</id><published>2009-03-14T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:53:30.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My world.</title><content type='html'>Just found this and wanted to share it, mostly put it somwhere cool for me to look at later though.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://thekneeslider.com/archives/2009/03/09/learn-mechanical-engineering-now-for-free/"&gt;Free schooling&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; it's kinda neat how this stuff comes to me at random times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-2290846080629301475?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/2290846080629301475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=2290846080629301475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2290846080629301475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2290846080629301475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-world.html' title='My world.'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-2692550844900175914</id><published>2009-03-13T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:50:23.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Word</title><content type='html'>The word of the day/week/month is"THUMPITUDE".&lt;br /&gt;a level of thumpitude is displayed&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3K-mrlYG7Y"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; Now as some of you might already know, I'm a big fan of the more gracefull styles of martial arts such as &lt;a href="http://fitness.resourcesforattorneys.com/images/tai-chi.jpg"&gt;tai chi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fueL5DsMMU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;baguazhang&lt;/a&gt;, and the likes but these are mostly good for training. Training &lt;a href="http://www.9parkstreet.com/images/imgbin/unicycle2.jpg"&gt;balance&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ukriversguidebook.co.uk/galleries/easternusa/images/big%20sandy%20river%2010.jpg"&gt;flowing &lt;/a&gt;one technique into the next, smoothly transfering from one move into the next, kinda like the way an &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0RWLxOFGLY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;avalanch &lt;/a&gt;flows down a mountain. It rolls and flows over itself, adjusts to the contour of the mountain and pretty much decimates everything in it's path. Not a bad analogy for martial arts in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt; I know that fighting isn't civalized or pretty or predictable. I can make it gracefull and balanced and flowing though. I mean  why not. it's my life on the line why not make my version of thumpitude a little mor gracefull than..than that drunk chick on the dance floor at the bar that one weekend, you know the one she couldn't even walk but man she could dance, right off the floor and into the speaker tower ending her manouver under the table. Round of applause for Lisa (every bar in the world has a drunk skanky woman passed out under a table named Lisa. come on everyone knows that)&lt;br /&gt; That was a little off topic. Back to my point, I have a unique situation whereas I have studied Kung-fu ( Which litterally means HARD WORK! ok hard work over time to develop skill. Not some foofy dancy fighting style that only works if your 5'1" and 95lbs) with some very experienced teachers, military types and such. There Kung-fu looked less  like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzLhiWd9Efw"&gt;Bruce Lee&lt;/a&gt; and more like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O7_dzu4TQDs"&gt;these guys&lt;/a&gt;. there is definately  a degree of Thumpitude in the flow of what they tought me.&lt;br /&gt; So remember kids, the word is "Thumpitude"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-2692550844900175914?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/2692550844900175914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=2692550844900175914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2692550844900175914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2692550844900175914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-word.html' title='New Word'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-242368879821268243</id><published>2009-03-10T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:46:51.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's so greecy</title><content type='html'>So I watched &lt;a href="http://www.geekshow.us/wp/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/mama-mia.jpg"&gt;Mama Mia&lt;/a&gt;! a few weeks ago, the musical based on the music of &lt;a href="http://home.freiepresse.de/diklu/abba.jpg"&gt;ABBA&lt;/a&gt;. After watching this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; entertaining piece of work I came to two conclusions; First, Pierce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brosnan&lt;/span&gt; should never sing, and Second, I need to go to &lt;a href="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/photography/greece/greece_6.jpg"&gt;Greece&lt;/a&gt;. The weather, the culture, the history. All good things in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt; After coming to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;revelation&lt;/span&gt; and sharing it with no one my darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adherents.com/lit/comics/img/w/WonderWoman.jpg"&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/a&gt; tells me that there is a charity marathon to be held in, you guessed it, Greece. In November no less, a great time to get away from some &lt;a href="http://www.rialian.com/winterwind.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sackscratchewan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The charity is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diabetes&lt;/span&gt; and the amount needed is about $6,000.00 , and not to mention the ability to &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iyKa6yfMhx8/Rq5PzDyW5HI/AAAAAAAAAJw/C8a5C2mpvy8/s400/tired_runner.jpg"&gt;RUN&lt;/a&gt; a marathon.(not walk, not ride a bike, not drive drinking a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Slurpee&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; air conditioning on listening to your favorite "jam" on the radio. RUN)&lt;br /&gt; Fund raising for a cause like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;diabetes&lt;/span&gt; is a noble affair all on it's own, and training to be able to run a marathon would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be a big boost to my, I can do anything, factor. throw in the fact that I could get to go to Greece in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of winter and I think I have found something to drive me, &lt;a href="http://www.greysgabble.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/thor.jpg"&gt;physically&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/LPG/50048%7EYin-Yang-Posters.jpg"&gt;spiritually&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/professional_pervert_tshirt-p235038920328150555t5gn_400.jpg"&gt;sexually&lt;/a&gt;.( I mean come on, being able to run a marathon and taking a vacation at the same time, as if my wife isn't gonna have a bit of an uncomfortable tingle on the plane ride home. I AM THOR, "your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thor&lt;/span&gt;, I can't even pith")&lt;br /&gt; I'm bracing myself for all the "you gotta be nut's" and "you'll never do it" comments. And personally all who think that way can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;righteously&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/kiss_my_arse_irish_gaelic_tshirt-p235848971465459377ydmw_400.jpg"&gt;KISS MY ARSE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Running a marathon is a great goal to set, I'm not planning on winning the thing, I just want to finish without stopping. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;That'd&lt;/span&gt; be cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Later&lt;br /&gt;THOR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-242368879821268243?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/242368879821268243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=242368879821268243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/242368879821268243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/242368879821268243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-so-greecy.html' title='it&apos;s so greecy'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-5206705482822611732</id><published>2009-03-04T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:52:25.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH my GOD! Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>WELL! two months and three day. That's how bloggaliffic I am. but like the profile says it's not the size of the helmut, it's what's in it that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially become a professional weldor in the first degree (that's a level one apprentice for those who arn't sure what I mean) six months of training and not even one day missed. AND didn't have to wait to get a job either. my work practicum employer hired me before my two week work evaluation was over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I kinda kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to get a welder for myself, perhaps something like &lt;a href="http://www.millerwelds.com/products/multiprocess/xmt_350/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and a torch setup, something like &lt;a href="http://www.northerntool.com/images/product/images/1644112_lg.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Then I'll be in business, &lt;a href="http://www.bustedknucklegarage.com/catalog/bkg159.jpg"&gt;literally&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I could write about how awsome my wife is but since she's sitting right here to make her crazy I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her usefull tips on grammer and spellelening are MY FAVORITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; that's about it fer now OH MY FRICKEN GOD MY WIFE'S &lt;a href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs5/i/2005/010/6/9/The_Psycho_Ex_Girlfriend_by_avid.jpg"&gt;INSANE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I LOVE HER REGARDLESS, that kinda makes me &lt;a href="http://www.thebrooklynbrothers.com/blog/images//2007/02/lazy-psycho-strip1.jpg"&gt;insane as well&lt;/a&gt; i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOR!&lt;br /&gt; KABOOM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-5206705482822611732?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/5206705482822611732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=5206705482822611732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/5206705482822611732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/5206705482822611732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-god-where-have-i-been.html' title='OH my GOD! Where have I been?'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-4232381711380198673</id><published>2009-01-01T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:56:27.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year</title><content type='html'>YAY, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! 2009 is here and people seem to think it's a new beginning, another chance to get their proverbial shit together. Unfortunately yesterday 2008 looks exactly the same as today2009. the changing of a number on a calender doesn't really signify a great new spiritual start or re awakening or new beginning or chance to start again.&lt;br /&gt; Whatever it may be. A diet, exercise routine, relationship commitment, financial goal, whatever. You don't need a new year to do any of those things, you just need to do it. Get off your ass and do it, anytime.&lt;br /&gt; I heard once that your fate is set, the time you spend on this planet is already decided, you have no control over that. What you do have control over is how you spend that time. The scale of your life is set so being a coward serves no one.&lt;br /&gt; So, with that in mind, BEGIN! whatever it is, take the step on your journey whenever you feel brave enough, or even when you don't. Do it 'cause being a coward serves no one!&lt;br /&gt; Whatever that thing may be, make sure it's something you WANT to do, not something you think you "should" do. I've found that whenever the word "should" pops into your head it always sounds like someone elses voice. Like someone telling you to call them, and then you tell yourself , "I SHOULD call them" when you know in your gut nothing will be gained, and in your head no good will come from talking to them, but the should pressure is there.&lt;br /&gt; So again make sure you do what is best for you, not selfish, just best for you.&lt;br /&gt; And if your start fizzles, start again. you don't need a reason, or special date, or traumatic experience to begin anything, just begin, quit whining and get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until later&lt;br /&gt;THOR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-4232381711380198673?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/4232381711380198673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=4232381711380198673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/4232381711380198673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/4232381711380198673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-4538009424619794596</id><published>2008-10-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:20:27.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything</title><content type='html'>In the course of things lately I've found a great deal of happiness and satisfaction in going with the flow. By this I mean I've let go of trying to get what I want and decided to go where the universal river takes me (by universal river I might mean god, i might mean fate, i might mean chi, i probably mean all these things . They're all the same thing as far as i've found.) .Becoming a profesional welder is what I'm doing right now, it all came about very definately as what I'm supposed to be doing and in doing so I've become happier, wealthier, healthier and more available to my family, pets and friends. if that ain't a sign I'm doing the right thing I don't know what would be.&lt;br /&gt; Please don't take this as meaning i'm some flake who chants at flowers and meditates to the sound of a cherrub peeing in a pond ( read my last post ) I did have to take hold of the oppertunities as they came my way, but trusting in the fact that by bieng a good person and following the signs that came my way and taking pleasure in the little bits of the world that I happen to see, life has become pretty enjoyable and quite relaxing, not the stressfull angry existance I was dealing with. ( meaning I hated my job was broke constantly and was rarely at home long enough to enjoy anything enough to make the rest of it worthwile.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-4538009424619794596?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/4538009424619794596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=4538009424619794596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/4538009424619794596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/4538009424619794596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything.html' title='everything'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-2794070539324262009</id><published>2008-10-01T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:07:55.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>violence and sheepdogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence.&lt;br /&gt;~ Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I got this quote from a website article about how three people stood impotent watching a man beat a child to death, waiting six and a half minutes on a back road for a police officer to fly in , in a helicopter and shoot the man square in the forehead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I found the website &lt;a href="http://defendyourself101.ca/"&gt;http://defendyourself101.ca/&lt;/a&gt; whilst researching womens self defense, the full article is &lt;a href="http://defendyourself101.ca/articles/six-and-half-minutes"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; so you don't hafta search for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The reason for my personal search on women's self defense is because I want to start my own self defense class using the skills and techniques I know to help women feel safe. I know that women get hit, I know that the main reason they get hit is because some insacure asshole needs to prove his manhood by hitting, and this same insacure asshole doesn't have the spine to face the real source of his insacurity, or the balls to challeng a real man to prove himself. When I say real man I don't mean some testosterone fueled meathead, I'm talking about the kind of man my grandfather was, opening doors for ladies, saying please and thank you. The kind of man I try to be, knowing right from wrong, loving with all i have, bieng respectfull, crying when needed, and not hesitating for a moment to rip the head off anything that threatens the things I love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This leads me to the sheepdogs. I found a thing that describes people as one of three types. Sheep, Wolves and Sheepdogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Sheep are described as USEFULL, Productive members of sociaty who would only hurt another sheep by accident, they also live in denial about violence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Wolves are described as using violence to meet their needs, they prey upon the sheep with no hesitation to harm, maim or kill to satisfy their cravings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheepdogs are described as having the gift of aggresion, understanding that violence exists, willing to defend self and family, and having the ability to use force aginst wolves never sheep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheepdogs are often found in law enforcement, the military or the martial art comunity. Sheepdogs often make the sheep uncomfortable because they remind them that the wolves are out there. They also make the sheep uncomfortable because they have fangs like the wolf, fur like the wolf, and are constantly looking for the oppertunity to engage the wolf in battle...The very thing the sheep fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I'm pretty sure that if more people were a bit more dogged about defending themselves and a little less sheepish towards violance, the wolves would have a lot harder time staying wolves. It doesn't take much to stop a violent crime, especially against women, since the majority of violence against women is about controll. If a woman shows that SHE'S in control of herself and confidant in herself usually violence doesn't happen. From a personal standpoint, The one person who is always gonna be there if something bad is going to happen to me ,the one person who has the most to gain by defending me, the one person who has the most to lose by standing by and not defending me is ME.  If you don't take a vested interest in keeping yourself safe why would anyone else, and regardless of wether they do the only person that is garuanteed to be there if you need defending is you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all for now, I'm going to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-2794070539324262009?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/2794070539324262009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=2794070539324262009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2794070539324262009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/2794070539324262009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/10/violence-and-sheepdogs.html' title='violence and sheepdogs'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-156779502245564231</id><published>2008-09-27T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:35:32.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night woo hoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's 7:39 pm saturday night, and i just tried to find a funny picture of some drunk folk to link to and it made me kinda sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So heres &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8e4Vgu4Uys&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking of rambling on about bieng old and staying home on a saturday night but decide to NOT do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna do this instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwQVcLxFBIQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http:///www.youtube.com/watch?v=BHUAdUFoSdM"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrUiGIIklS4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askaninja.com/"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrUiGIIklS4&amp;amp;feature=related"&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/4549087482222998919-156779502245564231?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/156779502245564231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=156779502245564231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/156779502245564231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/156779502245564231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-night-woo-hoo.html' title='saturday night woo hoo'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-8422778329469145974</id><published>2008-09-17T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:14:01.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doing or reading</title><content type='html'>The thing about bieng in a school setting again after about 18 years is that at now I understand the mechanics of my personal learning style much better then I did way . . . WAY back when.&lt;br /&gt; I know now that I learn things 100 times faster if I get to DO something, screw it up a few times and finally get it right on my own, rather then read about it, be told about it and then be expected to have it perfect first try.  I've gained this insight from experience and a vacuum cleaner commercial. The vacuum cleaner was a &lt;a href="http://www.english.dysoncanada.ca/about/story/"&gt;Dyson&lt;/a&gt; and what the commercial said was that they screwed up about 500 times before they got it right. This made me think about the things I did well and I realized that the stuff I was good at, &lt;a href="http://www.lego.com/en-US/default.aspx"&gt;I mean REALLY good at&lt;/a&gt;, I had spent alot of time doing, and mostly doing poorly before I got good at it.&lt;br /&gt; Getting back to the Schooling part, today was the first day in the shop. All we did was light a torch, but we had to prove we could do it using proper as tought procedures. I realized that the first try is always going to be flawed somehow, and I mean the first try of anything simply because it's new and foriegn (The quote " the best teacher is experience" holds true, no matter what the new thing is.) but I now like screwing stuff up a bit when something's new, it means I'm human and can develop my own way of doing things. I appreciate the fact that there's less waste in the world if people screw up less stuff, but that's the end result. Not the first try. I've come to enjoy the process of learning instead of hating being tought stuff. Being tought never worked on me because deep down I wanted to mess things up a bit and see what happened, learn from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt; I really apprecite the opertunity I have right now to grow in who I am and get rid of some of the crap I've been carrying around since high school. honestly I didn't know I was carrying it until I went back to school but now I'm quite glad to lay that bag of bull$#!% down and light it on fire on the principals doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. have I mentioned how much I love my wife for putting up with me, and the fact that she's HOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-8422778329469145974?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/8422778329469145974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=8422778329469145974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/8422778329469145974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/8422778329469145974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/doing-or-reading.html' title='doing or reading'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-8285842123849664119</id><published>2008-09-15T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:41:12.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My money rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;  Hre's my bit on the evils of money. As some may know I have recently Quit working to become a student, so I can get a better job, a career to be exact ( enough of this working a JOB crap.). And knowing that I have a great support system behind me,i.e. family and stuff, I knew finances wouldn't be too much of a stresser. Shit was I wrong. (it's amazing the level of stress one can get used too and accept as normal) It's only been about two weeks without a paycheck and all would seem fine,  it wasn't. The feeling of not being able to pay the bills and take care of my family was slowly weighing down on me. By now some of you might be thinking " why wouldn't you have all that taken care of with savings BEFORE you quit working." or " why didn't you get a student loan " .Well I thought I had the financial part worked out with E.I. helping and the word of my former work saying they'd lay me off. Nope on both. Student loan it was I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; The reason this is all coming out like this is, I got my student loan papers back today saying yes they'd give me money. The relief I felt actually brought tears to my eyes. ( even bruce lee {my dog} came over and gave some love) Knowing that some money was going to come in and allow me to continue my training/schooling AND pay bills without having to scramble and scrape for the money is a big relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; I guess what i'm trying to say is that not having enough money to take care of your loved ones is a bit too much stress for a comfort loving taurus like me. not too much stress to not take the sketchy road for the aries in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Thank you out there whoever provided for me this great relief of money. thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And now, let the lightshow &lt;a href="http://mcgonnigle.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/lightning.jpg"&gt;begin&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/4549087482222998919-8285842123849664119?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/8285842123849664119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=8285842123849664119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/8285842123849664119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/8285842123849664119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-money-rant.html' title='My money rant'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-978221418368090200</id><published>2008-09-13T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:38:34.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>It's not the size of the &lt;a href="http://faculty.musowls.org/BuchmanJ/Costumes/images/Viking_helmet_dlx_no_fur[1].jpg"&gt;helmut&lt;/a&gt;, it's whats &lt;a href="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c85/tejons/brain.jpg"&gt;in it &lt;/a&gt;that &lt;a href="http://andrightlyso.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/Wish_they_were_brains.jpg"&gt;matters&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nightskyinfo.com/sky_highlights/hunters_moon/full_moon_small.jpg"&gt;late&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flatbarcelona.net/sleeping_baby_small.jpg"&gt;tired&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://vistawallpapers.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/vista-wallpaper-night-time-aurora.jpg"&gt;nighty night&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/monkey_smile.jpg"&gt;smile&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-978221418368090200?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/978221418368090200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=978221418368090200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/978221418368090200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/978221418368090200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/deep-thoughts.html' title='deep thoughts'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-5332745990539838577</id><published>2008-09-12T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:50:06.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just figuring stuff out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMtFmuR0SaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0DHcAXdNMpA/s1600-h/cb750cafe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245362722563180962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMtFmuR0SaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0DHcAXdNMpA/s320/cb750cafe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I go over to my wifes blog and she's got some &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazing.com/profiles"&gt;amazing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and fun things going on,( I especially like the pictures cause she's kinda dirty he he). she's figured out how to do some pretty neat stuff. So i'm just bumpin around the old computertron 1000 figuring &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.konaworld.com/08_stuff_w.htm"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; out. I've kinda got a handle on &lt;a href="http://www.shunganetsuke.com/main.htm"&gt;things&lt;/a&gt; and it's getting easier all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm trying to get one more thingdone but it's gonna take some expert advice I think so i'll talk more later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-5332745990539838577?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/5332745990539838577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=5332745990539838577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/5332745990539838577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/5332745990539838577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-figuring-stuff-out.html' title='just figuring stuff out'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMtFmuR0SaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0DHcAXdNMpA/s72-c/cb750cafe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-3845126939780808905</id><published>2008-09-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:10:42.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I hated about School</title><content type='html'>ENGLISH CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it, english class in high school was the worst,mostly because of the teacher I had. She was an uppity, snoot of an old englishwoman who had no desire to teach if there was any type of problem.&lt;br /&gt; I'll explain this a bit more, it involves a bit o'  background though so bare :) with me, when I was nine my family moved from B.C. to Sask. In B.C. skool I was still printing everything, in Sask. skool they were writing everything. I had missed a valuable step in there somewhere, the learning HOW to write part. bringing me to my english class dilema Everyone said my writing was awfull, especially miss snooty pants, and nobody did anything to help me relearn. so there I was, messy writing, not too sure how to fix it on my own, getting POUNDED with statements like, That writings attrocious, why don't you just print, you'll hafto redo everything because I can't read that, and my alltime favorite, I think your functionally illiterate with writing like that ( that one was my Mom).&lt;br /&gt; So i did what any self respecting defiant teenager would. I left it messy.&lt;br /&gt; I've come to realize that now in my later mid thirty's that my writing's not messy or illegable it's just quite unique. all my h's look the same all my n's look the same all my everything's look the same they just don't all look like everybody else's.&lt;br /&gt; The reason this little outburst comes up is beecause in my current career choice I am taking a "life skills" module in my welding course and all the old walls and issues that i havn't had to deal with for twenty years or so are showing their stupid heads again.&lt;br /&gt; My beautiful wife was the first, and only, person to ever say they liked my writing. I'm deciding to join her in that opinion, I like my writing too.&lt;br /&gt; I really don't want a career where writing skill is a priority, I just want all the voices in my head to shut up and quit bothering me about it. I mean if i'm gonna write stuff down it's gonna be for me to look at so why not make it look the way I want.&lt;br /&gt;OK i'm done and did I mention my wife's hot :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-3845126939780808905?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/3845126939780808905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=3845126939780808905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/3845126939780808905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/3845126939780808905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-hated-about-school.html' title='What I hated about School'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549087482222998919.post-9217662047040422674</id><published>2008-09-09T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:31:45.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first things first</title><content type='html'>Now that I have my own blog (kindof a stupid thing to call the space where you anonymously express yourself, sounds alot like blob, as in blob of poo, but thats just me) i'm gonna let my inner babler out. the ramblings here will cover the subjects of Me, my WonderWoman Wife, my fam damily, Friends (with friends like this who needs enema's, always thought that line was funny), pets, motorcycles, martial arts, mayhem, hoolaginism of many sorts, and on and on etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt; I don't expect this site to become popular or famous although I should be, but i'm not so i'llljust pretend I am. Or not, tonight I feel kindof chatty, tomorow I may be a little more humble. We'll hafta wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549087482222998919-9217662047040422674?l=thorshelmut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/feeds/9217662047040422674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549087482222998919&amp;postID=9217662047040422674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/9217662047040422674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549087482222998919/posts/default/9217662047040422674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorshelmut.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-things-first.html' title='first things first'/><author><name>THOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06886113082826507181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLx3tcINln4/SMfTFIv5j9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/X6ZZKCjnKbk/S220/thor_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
