<?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-19583074</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:53:36.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOLFMAN'S DEN</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a 28 year old father of one. six year old Boy AKA monkeydude jr.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WOLFMAN'S DEN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18189112459139422493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583074.post-114965705043668633</id><published>2006-06-06T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:10:50.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when life throws sour s***H. why do some choke</title><content type='html'>latley I've had  my  son and I life turned upside down.  After three and 1/2  years in the "dog pound". it is time to escape the "pound" and make a life for my son and I. Why do people take their truth to be the fact. Why can't they look at thing via real facts  not at their fact in their mind.  Is this just the way of a human? ah just another page history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19583074-114965705043668633?l=wolfmansden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/feeds/114965705043668633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19583074&amp;postID=114965705043668633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default/114965705043668633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default/114965705043668633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-life-throws-sour-sh-why-do-some.html' title='when life throws sour s***H. why do some choke'/><author><name>WOLFMAN'S DEN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18189112459139422493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583074.post-114515105690160322</id><published>2006-04-15T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:58:25.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in ManKind</title><content type='html'>My faith in mankind has been somewhat restored. This last week as I headed into work, I work in Downtown Seattle and have to take the bus each day, I took the bus into work like I usually do. As I sat down at my desk to start my day I reached in my pocket for my wallet to put away my bus pass and realized it was gone! Was I the victim of a pick pocket or did my wallet just fall out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the Metro Transit office to report it lost on one of the busses, as well as, called the bank to cancel my bank card. Unsure of what actually happened or who's hands my wallet had fallen into. As I went through my day I could only wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning I headed to the bus not sure of what to do. I had my bus pass and computer access key for work. long story cut way short I  got on the bus at my usual stop and head into seattle. I sat in the same spot on the bus as the day before and turn on my Ipod and try to enjoy the morning commute. at this point I was thinking of everything I would have to replace in my wallet and how much that would cost and the most bizzard thing happened. I was resting my head and my eyes were closed so I didn't see the kind stranger approch me to delivery wonderful news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem that as I got off my first bus my wallet had in fact droped and I didn't even see it fall, but someone that was very honest saw myself drop it That was very lucky for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gentlman approched me and tapped my shoulder with but what else  MY WALLET,I&lt;br /&gt;was so stunned i was profusly thank the gentelman. after that I had a smile on my face all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just goes to show you when you least expect it the human race can turn around and suprize the dickens out of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it a paying it foward, and yes that was a movie but the message is very real.&lt;br /&gt;BUT Only If you make it real and try every day to help at least ONe person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   AND NOT BEASUE YOU HAVE TO BUT BECAUSE YOU WANT TO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19583074-114515105690160322?l=wolfmansden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/feeds/114515105690160322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19583074&amp;postID=114515105690160322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default/114515105690160322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default/114515105690160322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/2006/04/faith-in-mankind.html' title='Faith in ManKind'/><author><name>WOLFMAN'S DEN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18189112459139422493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583074.post-114515068650726162</id><published>2006-04-15T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:41:53.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to My Den! This has been up but now is the time I have actually had to post. Life just gets too busy sometimes. But I have to say life in general amazes me at times. In my next post I have quite the story to tell. This is the life and times of myself Wolfman and my son Monkey Dude Junior. We have quite the stories to tell as each day goes by. I hope you come back often and enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;I share my days with many people Miss kasey and Mr. Frogman. My Pod Group at work and the several hundred people on the buses I ride to and from work. there are many more, sometimes to many to name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19583074-114515068650726162?l=wolfmansden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/feeds/114515068650726162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19583074&amp;postID=114515068650726162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default/114515068650726162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19583074/posts/default/114515068650726162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfmansden.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>WOLFMAN'S DEN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18189112459139422493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
