Plans: class
NOTE: Toby must’ve been barking at a raccoon early this morning. There’s evidence of raccoon in the water-bowl on the porch.
Donar, Son of Wodan and Erda, husband to Sibba, wielder of Malant and Great God of thunder, thunder forth in our lives. When we would hold back, let us advance. When we would be weak, help us be strong. When we would shun life’s pleasures, sharpen our appetites for that which is lusty and good. Help
us grow from strength; teach us, elder brother, how to throw our own Hammer, and
slay the giants who oppose our will. WE GIVE YOU A MOST A HEART-FELT HAIL,
DONAR, as we honor the Donar that resides in us all!
Elder Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Elder Runes in your way
Advise the physical man the day
Armanen Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Armanen Runes in your way
Advise the Spirit man today
Havamal 159.
A fifteenth I know, which Folk-stirrer sang,
the dwarf, at the gates of Dawn;
he sang strength to the gods, and skill to the elves,
and wisdom to Wodan who utters.
Outcome: Yepper!
Toby out for his very well behaved, .6 mile walk. I slept in a bit and got bitten by time.
Watered what’s left of the baby trees.
Classes…classes…classes…Metallurgy (8AM-12noon) went as well as can be expected. Final is tomorrow. OSHA (1PM-2PM), well… CATIA lecture (2PM-4PM)…jeez…CATIA Lab (extra time 4PM-4:45PM), got a couple more assignments done. I’ve determined I’m going to have to sacrifice my lunch time to get more done in CATIA.
Furry babies glad to see me.
Made Toby a make-shift doghouse. I covered and tied down the dog cage with pieces of tarp. As he is going to have to spend more time outside, hopefully he’ll know enough to in it to come out of the rain.
Brother came over in an effort to tighten the mower blade to no avail. It needs more than I can give it here. He wants me to bring it over to his house tomorrow.
Democratic national Convention http://www.demconvention.com/ The President accepted the nomination. The Democrats HAVE to win in November. The alternative sickens me.
Nirdu, brother to Nirda, parents of the Wanâ; Ing-Fro and the Frouwa, beloved god of harbors
and seas close to land; help us to remember the cargoes of wealth that float to our doors daily from the wonderful universe in which we live. Though our
misfortunes may rise and fall like the tides, the chance of prosperity, like the eternal sea brimming with fish, is still there. Like the salt-sea spray, awaken us to the possibilities that surround us, so that our nets may be cast wide and return full of life’s gifts. WE GIVE YOU A MOST HEART-FELT HAIL, NIRDU, as we honor the Nirdu that resides in us all!
PM Clarification Rune: none
Comments: cared for animals
Alaf Sal Fena!