<?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-14443189</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:44:01.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisbee etc.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-115035095502909182</id><published>2006-06-14T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:55:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up to Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/green00-R1-011-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/green00-R1-011-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry everybody, I have a certain criteria to meet before the actual date can be set.  So much preperation has already been done, it wasn't much of a suprise to everybody.  By the time I actualy proposed, we were in about the 2nd to 3rd month of planning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the prerequisites to meet and the rest of the planning it is looking like late January to early February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the encouragement Russ. That is the way we felt too.  By the end of this I just know that everyone will be happy and I will be saying "Finally! We have been planning this for 10 Months!"  or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support all, but don't be worried, I am not as hot blooded as you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-115035095502909182?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/115035095502909182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=115035095502909182' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/115035095502909182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/115035095502909182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2006/06/follow-up-to-engagement.html' title='Follow up to Engagement'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-114913641175292540</id><published>2006-05-31T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:45:58.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Behind My "Special Friend"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/dcp_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/dcp_1063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all have probably heard the rummor by now.  It's true, I'm getting married, and preaty soon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fret, I am not going away to the military.  I am going to stay right here, in Poulsbo, WA for the time being.  When we are married we might move somewhere as far as Seattle but not much further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bride-to-be is Hillary Greening, I'm sure most of you have met her.  This picture of her is not very good but it was the best I could find in my limited picture library of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey!  You can all pray for us that we can get all of the things that we need for the success full begining of a mairrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budgeting is a subject of greif to me so please pray for LOTS OF MONEY to come our way...or, at least enough to get us through.  The Lord provides for His people so pray that we cling to Him at all times, in good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary's new blog is http://www.willshottamale.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend and brother in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I still LOVE frisbee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-114913641175292540?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/114913641175292540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=114913641175292540' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/114913641175292540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/114913641175292540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2006/05/truth-behind-my-special-friend.html' title='The Truth Behind My &quot;Special Friend&quot;'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-114099925419173326</id><published>2006-02-26T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T16:14:14.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Funny Pictures!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/image017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/image016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/image005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/image001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss sent all of these to me, arn't they Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-114099925419173326?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/114099925419173326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=114099925419173326' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/114099925419173326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/114099925419173326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-funny-pictures.html' title='More Funny Pictures!!!!!!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-114072052477314088</id><published>2006-02-23T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:48:44.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mediaserver2.funnyjunk.com/pics2/faintinggoats.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://mediaserver2.funnyjunk.com/pics2/faintinggoats.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/DogSpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/DogSpy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/crash.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/work_parking_lot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/400/work_parking_lot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-114072052477314088?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/114072052477314088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=114072052477314088' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/114072052477314088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/114072052477314088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-113709119975328310</id><published>2006-01-12T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T17:40:09.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Girls Does it Take to Screw in a Light Bulb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/44436443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/44436443.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Having a girlfriend is the most interesting of experiences, I have learned more about Women and even Men from all of this.  &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     I have finaly been able to answer the age old question: who has it easier, Men or Women.  I found the answer to be a great and resounding... both!  God in His infinant wisdom has made the human experience to be the same all the way around.  "Nothing is new under the sun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/28802727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/28802727.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     God has created Men and Women to be relational beings.  We are designed to have a relationship with him and at the same time have relations with each other.  We can love each other because it was Him who loved us first!  It is the same perfect love that is given to us to give to others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Love is like frisbee,  you can't play by yourself!  You need someone to catch and return back to you.  To play successfully, you need to communicate and know each other.  If you lack communication then you could throw it the opposite way they are going.  If you lack knowledge of each other then you could over or under estimate their abilities and you might hurt each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/44479031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/44479031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be a frisbee hog, and share the love! Be what God has created you to be.  Be relational, be a communicator, be loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that it is God who filled you up in the first place!  Don't try to fill your self, you will only be emptied.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love one another in the way God intended, Like a game of frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I love frisbee don't you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-113709119975328310?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/113709119975328310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=113709119975328310' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113709119975328310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113709119975328310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-many-girls-does-it-take-to-screw.html' title='How Many Girls Does it Take to Screw in a Light Bulb?'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-113576078950115437</id><published>2005-12-28T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:06:29.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend?</title><content type='html'>Well, the rummor has gone around that I have a girlfriend.  I was sick on Christmas Day!  CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!?  I just got over it today!  I think it was food poisoning, I never threw up so much in my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Hey! Cold Stone Ice Cream is great isn't it? It is like cream that is ... iced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Huh... arn't 50's movies so funny! They are all... musical and everything.  You have about 30 seconds of plot and then a 10 minute song and dance about stars or food or... nouns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Shoulders are so usefull, they rotate! You can't shrug without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Tatoos were first used in Samoa as a sign of manhood going back to antient times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Incondecent or florecent? Why must I always ponder the hopeless paradox, one is cheaper but the other lasts longer!  One is bigger but the other hotter.  What to do!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     What is death, really, but another part of life.  We all must die someday, so why waste it eating olives!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I like curtains, they don't require a lot of maintinence, you just hang them and POOF!  Instant shade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Girls are... ummmm... I don't know anything about girls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-113576078950115437?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/113576078950115437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=113576078950115437' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113576078950115437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113576078950115437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/12/girlfriend.html' title='Girlfriend?'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-113204163224242882</id><published>2005-11-14T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:01:30.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of New Orleans?</title><content type='html'>Well... I tried to post a picture of some vending macines that have been ransacked! But this is what I got... What is it? That is the 1 million Yen question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/1003052107.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/1003052107.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Me%20on%20Patrol.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Me%20on%20Patrol.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I, at least, have one picture that turned out well. It is a picture of a house in the middle of the street. It didn't have a sufficient foundation to keep it in place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/House%20in%20the%20middle%20of%20the%20road.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/House%20in%20the%20middle%20of%20the%20road.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-113204163224242882?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/113204163224242882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=113204163224242882' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113204163224242882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113204163224242882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/11/pictures-of-new-orleans.html' title='Pictures of New Orleans?'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-113053946720268622</id><published>2005-10-28T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T15:44:27.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrrrrrrrrrr!</title><content type='html'>Im Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-113053946720268622?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/113053946720268622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=113053946720268622' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113053946720268622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/113053946720268622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/10/arrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Arrrrrrrrrrrr!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112712863973770153</id><published>2005-09-19T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T04:17:19.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever just feal like posting? or Where I go to vent!</title><content type='html'>I desided to post because I am getting tired of looking at that silly little list!  Yes, yes I know that it is very late for me to be posting especially with the first day of school coming up in 4 hours!  I can't sleep very well, a lot has been on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends has just had a baby and so I spent the past few hours visiting with her in the hospital.  It was amazing for me.  It was the first time that I have ever held a baby!  (I know, I need to get out more) but it was truly an experience to remember.  Such a small and precious thing.  To be there for some of the first few hours of a posible 120 year life was truly an honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to all of my fans out there but this is NOT going to be a funny post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing to me how perfect God has created us all.  It is moments like holding a newborn child that show me what life is all about, how the world is ment to turn.  In moments like that it let me see what is important in life and why we do the things we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing makes a guy just want to settle down and have kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start school today!  In about 3 hours I am going be starting the drive to school to kick off the fall quarter.  I am excited and a little worried about fitting in all of my other activities aka Job, Chruch, Frisbee, Scouts etc.  But I know that this is going to be a year to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a song that is really affecting me.  That Green Day song: When September Ends.  Well not really the song but the music vidio, it kinda' hit home for me.  I have only seen it twice, but it kinda bothers me that they only show the horrors of war and the selfishness that is evident in bothe of the kids' lives.  I wish that they could have shown some character development in the two.  Or maybe show that it is not just the Girl the boy is living for, but it is now his brother in arms as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you that have seen it, give me your feedback on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is better than Frisbee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112712863973770153?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112712863973770153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112712863973770153' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112712863973770153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112712863973770153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/09/ever-just-feal-like-posting-or-where-i.html' title='Ever just feal like posting? or Where I go to vent!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112564458866427745</id><published>2005-09-01T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:03:08.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey of Silliness</title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Will&lt;br /&gt;2. William&lt;br /&gt;3. Hey You!&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. Flatbill (the one the only!)&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. My height&lt;br /&gt;2. My health&lt;br /&gt;3. My heart&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dutch&lt;br /&gt;2. German&lt;br /&gt;3. English&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Big Foot&lt;br /&gt;2. Wales&lt;br /&gt;3. Aliens&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;2. Keys&lt;br /&gt;3. Cell Phone&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Socks&lt;br /&gt;2. Bathroab&lt;br /&gt;3. Glasses&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Master of Puppets&lt;br /&gt;2. Jesus Freak&lt;br /&gt;3. Slither&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jesus&lt;br /&gt;2. Communication&lt;br /&gt;3. Christ-like love&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate this game.&lt;br /&gt;2. I play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am dead and burried.&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Green eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. Redish-brown hair&lt;br /&gt;3. Shape&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing gutiar&lt;br /&gt;2. Making movies&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing frisbee&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be in Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;2. Call my Sergeant and volunteer&lt;br /&gt;3. Get issued my gear and weapon!&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. Full time Military&lt;br /&gt;2. Rock star&lt;br /&gt;3. Areonautical Engineer&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Port Townsend, WA&lt;br /&gt;2. New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;3. Space&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;1. William&lt;br /&gt;2. Wilbur&lt;br /&gt;3. Willis&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get Me a Wife!&lt;br /&gt;2. Be of service to my Country.&lt;br /&gt;3. Preach the Gosple to the lost and hurting.&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY/GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone challenges me, I have to do it!&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to show off.&lt;br /&gt;3. I LOVE Women!&lt;br /&gt;THREE CELEB CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Never had one, all of their lives suck anyway!&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jason&lt;br /&gt;2. Elisabeth&lt;br /&gt;3. Come one, come all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112564458866427745?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112564458866427745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112564458866427745' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112564458866427745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112564458866427745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/09/survey-of-silliness.html' title='Survey of Silliness'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112556126563532043</id><published>2005-09-01T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:54:25.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deployment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/082805_katrina_strike6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="135" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/200/082805_katrina_strike6.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all probably know by now about the awfull huricain that has just struck New Orleans. If you havn't heard about the looting and the traped people and the rizing death toll, then you had better watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a phone call tonight telling me that my unit is on "Alert Status". They told me to have all of my gear ready to go. I could be called up tonight and be gone by tomorrow! So if you are reading this pray for me and all of our fellow americans in the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard heard it on the phone, I was very excited, thinking "now I will have something to tell my Grand Kids about!" The whole situation is preaty low risk and is mostly clean up and search and rescue. But as I have read the National Guard is stretched thin protecting businesses from looters and there have even been soot outs with armed gangs in the streats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all very exciting and kinda' scary at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, pray for me. I will probably see you all at frisbee on thursday but you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee player God Worshiper and Soldier of the United Sates,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Almond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112556126563532043?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112556126563532043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112556126563532043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112556126563532043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112556126563532043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/09/deployment.html' title='Deployment?'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112538568935911510</id><published>2005-08-30T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:08:09.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go visit my sisters Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the funniest thing about two cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at playerpianoplayer.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny frisbee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112538568935911510?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112538568935911510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112538568935911510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112538568935911510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112538568935911510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112538492491220836</id><published>2005-08-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T23:55:54.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post for Post's Sake!</title><content type='html'>This post is for all of the Spammers to comment on!  Kinda' like a diversion but way cooler because it is on the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post a fake comment if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my comment post of diversionness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to advertize on this Blog, do it on this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe I can get an add free Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee of diversion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112538492491220836?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112538492491220836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112538492491220836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112538492491220836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112538492491220836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/08/post-for-posts-sake.html' title='Post for Post&apos;s Sake!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112461617628710142</id><published>2005-08-21T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T01:32:49.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruizin' USA! (or maybe just Alaska)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Picture%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="60" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Picture%20031.jpg" width="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just spent the past week traped on a boat with nothing to do but eat everything in sight, sleep as long as I want, dance till morning light, and never lift a finger for anything that I wanted. It was torture!&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that I could use the gym and the pool to work off the pounds. (which I greatly took advantage of)&lt;br /&gt;There was tons of liquer on board, I suspect that it was even in the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it astounding that the majority of people going on the cruize were more or less Conservative. It was a great group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the staff of the boat! As you probably guessed. All of the computers in the fleet crashed and we were all in Juneo trying to get all accounted for but none of the computers worked. They didn't pannic they all got out there and started a big party and entertained everyone. They really made the trip wonderful, most of the staff were from the Philipeans but a good portion were from Romania. But suprizingly, 10 out of 12 hosts on board were from Canada, and the US didn't even have a prominant representative! But we all got to have a wonderful culture blend, seeing things done not the American way but in the European way. I loved room service they could do wonders with towels like this picture of a rabit made out of towels. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/200/Picture%20009.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disapointed with the selection of music that could be played. The Captain was from Sweden so I thought that we would have some awsome music. But not, the Captain hated Hard Rock and didn't want any music from the nintys to the presant. So I was stuck listening to 60's, 70's and 80's music all weak long. The whole cruize was aimed at that generation anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Picture%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/200/Picture%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't belive how much drinking their was on the boat. It was so easy to get, every where was a bar! Everywhere I went a waiter came by and asked me if I wanted a drink. Even some of the hosts offered to buy me a drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong! The cruize was fun. But it could have been better. For all of you scouts out their, my count is now to 215, some with phone numbers to acompany them. Though I would have gotten a lot more but most of the people on board though that my sister was my wife! I didn't dance with her much anymore after hearing that. Yes my sister was the first to swing dance with me but second was a girl that I met on the boat. She was really short and weighed about 90 pounds so she let me try some fancy throwing moves with her. That was the best part of the whole trip, dancing till you droped to a live band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of our sister ship, the Norwegan Star, it is a little smaller than our ship and was only running on one engine so it only visited half of the ports on its tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ports were all a bunch of tourist traps. I did my best to avoid all of the Jewelry stores. (thousands of them in every town!) I went on a lot of hikes to get some good excersize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am getting tired of telling about it! I would be more than happy to answer any questions on the comments page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee on board,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112461617628710142?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112461617628710142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112461617628710142' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112461617628710142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112461617628710142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/08/cruizin-usa-or-maybe-just-alaska.html' title='Cruizin&apos; USA! (or maybe just Alaska)'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112322687859342897</id><published>2005-08-05T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:28:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run, Run, Run, As Fast As I Can!</title><content type='html'>I can Run, I can Run, I can RUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very exciting to me even though it may seam like an obvious thing to most people.  To the people who know me best, I have been injured and unable to partake in the sport which I love the most, Frisbee. ö  Yes, this was very heart breaking for me. For two weeks I either couldn't play or I could only hoble on the feild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today! I was able to run almost at 100% so I'll call it 85%.  I loved to feal ,past the pain, the wind on my face as I pursued a flying  frisbee. I feal happy again!  I may soon be able to Dance again.  I wonder what lucky lady will I have the pleasure of giving my first recovered dance to. And I also wonder what it will feal like to ice scate once more. I pray that I will do well enough on the ice that I don't do any more damage to my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that about does it for this post. I really need to get pictures of Frisbee for my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee Fool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112322687859342897?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112322687859342897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112322687859342897' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112322687859342897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112322687859342897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/08/run-run-run-as-fast-as-i-can.html' title='Run, Run, Run, As Fast As I Can!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112201340493218512</id><published>2005-07-21T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:23:24.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Job? I Do!</title><content type='html'>People which I love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a wonderful day, because I got a job!  Not just any job, like flippin' burgers, it is for a company called USA Medical International.  The company takes older ultra-sound machines and refurbishes them and sells them to third world countrys, like Cambodia, for a discount price.  It is a small company; it was started by a man in his small manufactured home on Rude Road and has grown into, litteraly, a multi-million dollar company. Their are currently 3 employees, the owner and his two helpers one being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start off just cleaning them but I will eventually get to take them appart and work on the computer components and the software.  After they are fixed they are then sold, and we pacage and send them in big crates to the buyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a work of God to get this job!  I was fealling overly troubled by the size of my bank account, so I went to the bank to check my ballance.  I found that I would be ok getting through school and paying off my car insurance and phone bill and all the other bills, but something was preasuring me to find a job.  I asked the bank teller (an old friend, Bryanne Wesner, now married with a new name) "Is their any job openings that you know of."  She couldn't tell me of any but she dirrected me to the Job Center to find a job.  They have no fees because they are Federal, and they get a lot of people calling asking for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her advice and I went down to their office, half expecting to get nothing for results.  As I walked in the person asked me what I was all about.  I told him that I was a student in college and a soldier in the Army National Guard so I had a lot of commitments but I still needed to have a job.  He looked at me in suprise and said "I just got done talking with a guy that owns a company in the medical feild that is looking for a hard working college age person that preferably has military experience." I was shocked and thought, 'what a great opportunity.'&lt;br /&gt;The man then gave him a call and then gave the phone to me.  The owner wanted to have an interview with me ASAP!  So I drove down to his little peice of property and got the tour and then he offered me the job.  With out hesitation I accepted, and now I will start on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a starting wage of $10 an hour and will get periotical promotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prey that I will be good at this job and I will like it enough to stick with it through college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbilly yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112201340493218512?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112201340493218512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112201340493218512' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112201340493218512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112201340493218512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/07/got-job-i-do.html' title='Got Job? I Do!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112157608438436877</id><published>2005-07-16T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:54:44.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost of Howard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-3_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-3_edited.jpeg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;     Today is a very special day at Frisbee Etc. As most of you know, my url is gorstofhoward... Well it is just a play on words for the ghost of Howard. Today marks the first aniversary of when Howard died of respitory failure.&lt;br /&gt;     For those of you that do not know, Howard was my Dog (a Chihuahua) and my childhood friend since I was 7 years old. He was a little ankle-bitter that everybody loved for some reason. I have never been able to figure it out why every one was so taken by him.&lt;br /&gt;     Every visit to our house by... say the Tamms the Stickneys the Cookseys etc. always resulted in some &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-4_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/200/Scanned%20Photo-4_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;conversation revolving around the dog. He always found some act that would draw the attention of the whole party.&lt;br /&gt;     Today I want to put Howard in the spotlite one last time in this tribute to my friend and dog Howard (pardon me if I begin to cry half way through). &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-5_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/200/Scanned%20Photo-5_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He was our little play toy and he was our &lt;img style="WIDTH: 15px; HEIGHT: 1px" height="21" alt="Remove formatting from selection" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.clean.gif" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 4px; HEIGHT: 6px" height="21" alt="Remove formatting from selection" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.clean.gif" width="10" border="0" /&gt;comedy relief Howard, for 12 years, went everywhere with us; on vacation to the beach, in the mountains and anywhere we were. (he would never eat or sleep if we were away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-16_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-16_edited.jpeg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     He was the funneist dog I ever did see. He had his favorite toy: Bear Bear (I didn't come up with the name). After going through many a toy (see picture) Howard finally stuck with this large white bear. This bear was nearly as big as he was and he always played a modified game of fetch that he never tired of the game.&lt;br /&gt;     Well through a fluke of thechnology, we seem to have duplicated some pictures on this post, so DEAL WITH IT!!! *ahem* this will now begin our picture montage of things family and friend with howard or, visa versa.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-7_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-7_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-6_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-6_edited.jpeg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-9_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-9_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-9_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-10_edited1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-10_edited1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-4_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/200/Scanned%20Photo-4_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-8_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-8_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-13_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-13_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-11_edited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-11_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/Scanned%20Photo-15_edited1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-15_edited1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-14_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/Scanned%20Photo-12_edited.jpeg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Heres to you, Howard!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sorry that I didn't have any photos of Howard with a Frisbee! (I always knew that he was a worthless dog in the first place.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112157608438436877?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112157608438436877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112157608438436877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112157608438436877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112157608438436877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/07/ghost-of-howard.html' title='The Ghost of Howard'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112141559270395509</id><published>2005-07-15T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T01:23:01.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/DCP_0518_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/320/DCP_0518_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I just got back from Yellowstone National Park with the Boy Scouts and it was a blast. Sun everyday and Gods beautiful creation all around me. 10 boys and 5 adult leaders went on the               (Not a Picture frome the trip!)&lt;br /&gt;trip, including one brand new adult leader Mr. Bond from the Bond family, he was a great asset to us. 15 people in total were along and all were riding in a 14 pasenger church van for the 16 hour ride! We stayed the first night in a Nazarine church in Mazula Montana. Then were off for another 12 hour drive to Yellowstone.&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Yellowstone, we had to pay admission, and when the park ranger looked at us (you can imagine, 15 people in a van that says Poulsbo Church of the Nazarine on the side all whearing Boy Scout uniforms) they said I am sorry but you are driving a commersial vehicle and must pay per person.&lt;br /&gt;"What? We are not commersial!" our leader said, "We are a non-profit organization in the vehicle of a non-profit organization! How can we be commersial?"&lt;br /&gt;The ranger insisted that we must pay the $10 per person rate in stead of the $20 per vehicle rate to get in to the park. We had nothing else to do but pay, so we gave in and paid them their stupid money and visited the park for a week. I hope to post some pictures of our trip on my site as soon as I get them but till then you will just have to immagine the beauty of the park. Well personaly I thought that it was overly sunny and hot, but it was a great training experiense for the boys. We wanted all week to see bear and wolf but we never got the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;After the park we started on our way back home (which I was missing immensly). Our first stop was another Nazarine church that we took the opportunity to do a flag ceremony for their evening church service. Afterwards we bedded down for the night and too liberty of their establishment in many ways. To make a long story short we had one of the craziest and most fun nights yet! The boys got to see a taste of how funny my hands really could be.&lt;br /&gt;The next mornning we whent to Silverwood theampark and had a grand old time all day going on many rides and waterslides (the latter for me mostly).&lt;br /&gt;Going home the boys sleapt all the way for 12 hours in the van without stops! I was impressed. This was one of the greatest trips that we have gone on. Definatly memerable as all getout! I hoped that the boys learned to love camping and to appreciate things in nature but most of all that getting their is the fun part!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112141559270395509?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112141559270395509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112141559270395509' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112141559270395509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112141559270395509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-trip.html' title='What a Trip!'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14443189.post-112123675066937392</id><published>2005-07-12T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T23:39:10.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>Hello all you happy people and welcome to my blog! I am a little new at this whole thing, and I have little knowledge of what these blogs are supposed to be (I have to admit I have only read one blog before.) Please send me your comments, and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, a little about me.  I am a devoted Christian and an Ultimate Frisbee nut (pun, for those who know me).  I am a musician and an Infantry soldier in the Washington Army National Guard.  I attend college currently at Olympic College in Bremerton and Poulsbo, WA.  I hate intro's!  Its like making a first impression on some really hot babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like verbing out nouns because they weird english.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14443189-112123675066937392?l=gorstofhoward.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/feeds/112123675066937392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14443189&amp;postID=112123675066937392' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112123675066937392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14443189/posts/default/112123675066937392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorstofhoward.blogspot.com/2005/07/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Flatbill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021821357884619606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2103/1307/1600/me%20in%20LA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
