<?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-3875411</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:23:04.269Z</updated><title type='text'>Brain relief</title><subtitle type='html'>afkvæmi hugsanna minna... hlust´ekki lengur á mig...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>426</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-7089274114313134753</id><published>2008-11-07T18:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:43:31.519Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fór við fjórða mann að sjá Sigur Rós í gær. Algjör djöfulsins draumur. For a minor reflection hituðu upp og fóru frábærir. Spiluðu fjögur lög og það tók hátt í 40 mín. Instrumental og mjög þétt. Gítarleikarinn þar er bróðir Georgs bassaleikara Sigur Rósar. Svo komu laaaangar 20 mín í að bíða eftir Sigur Rós. Eftirvæntingin var rosaleg. Svo byrjaði kafbátahljóðið í Svefn-g-englum og allt varð </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/7089274114313134753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/7089274114313134753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7089274114313134753' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SRSMReKm_RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CvNoq2DPbhY/s72-c/sigurros.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-9099356475855756269</id><published>2008-11-03T18:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:16:48.872Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>istilljerkoffmanually.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/9099356475855756269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/9099356475855756269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#9099356475855756269' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-6618267407306274574</id><published>2007-09-22T16:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-22T16:18:15.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Blaðamaður með schizophreniu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6618267407306274574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6618267407306274574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6618267407306274574' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RvVAEn_CKiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Abkw1Ixx_tI/s72-c/frett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-8428998853111455268</id><published>2007-09-04T15:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-04T15:37:22.614Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ja ef þetta er ekki frétt ársins...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8428998853111455268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8428998853111455268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8428998853111455268' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/Rt17nxZgfbI/AAAAAAAAACw/g8qFKKdaBFk/s72-c/frett.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-8076926097941571844</id><published>2007-07-16T21:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:11:21.014Z</updated><title type='text'>Monty python-Murderes</title><summary type='text'>Svo sumir hætti að æla... Þetta er f-y-n-d-i-ð</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8076926097941571844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8076926097941571844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8076926097941571844' title='Monty python-Murderes'/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-3261848016320947882</id><published>2007-03-21T19:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:11:25.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Algjör snilldarbók. Dexter Morgan er magnaður karakter. Ískaldur og beittur húmor og fín spenna. Mæli sterklega með henni, eins og reyndar fyrri bókinni. Dexter á Skjá einum er líka að slá í gegn og væntanlega verður önnur sería framleidd. Þriðja bókin, Dexter in the Dark, kemur í september. Kynnið ykkur Dexter á  http://www.randomhouse.com/doubleday/dexter/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/3261848016320947882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/3261848016320947882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3261848016320947882' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RgGC0VzkCdI/AAAAAAAAACk/quuxI19ZiBM/s72-c/dex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-8321651081377973414</id><published>2007-03-18T19:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:45:12.849Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Helvítis kommar http://visir.is/article/20070318/FRETTIR01/70318075</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8321651081377973414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8321651081377973414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8321651081377973414' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-484818285858225495</id><published>2007-03-13T20:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:16:31.128Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The devil wears Prada?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/484818285858225495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/484818285858225495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#484818285858225495' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RfcGAsUkmnI/AAAAAAAAACU/9wWkt3UYf8Q/s72-c/pope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-4290651018890724174</id><published>2007-03-06T18:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:50:55.743Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ertiggi að gera grín í mig? Af vísi.is:Fróaði sér yfir farþegaTvítugur starfsmaður bandaríska flugfélagsins Northwest Airlines hefur verið handtekinn fyrir að fróa sér yfir farþega. Kona sem var farþegi í flugi frá Seattle til Minneapolis var að reyna að sofa og í svefnrofunum fann hún sessunaut sinn snúa sér að henni, þar sem hún hafði snúið sér út á hlið. Danska blaðið BT segir að maðurinn hafi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4290651018890724174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4290651018890724174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4290651018890724174' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-4774446575371031371</id><published>2007-03-05T19:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:47:08.598Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ekki fyrr er maður búinn að setja í bakkgírinn á fyrsta bílnum sínum en bréfin eru á leið í póst. Bílaumboðin slást um að bjóða mér einstök tilboð á nýjum bílum. Greinilegt að kerfið virkar. Aldrei friður. Þar fyrir utan hringja bankarnir í lange baner og bjóða mér tilboð á bankaviðskiptum. Keppast um að taka mig sem allra blíðast í rassgatið. Aldrei friður.&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4774446575371031371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4774446575371031371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4774446575371031371' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-5312324281522286762</id><published>2007-03-02T16:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:28:35.084Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Árum saman hefur maður glaðst yfir bjórdeginum 1.mars. Svo vill til að systir mín á afmæli þennan dag og síðustu átján ár held ég að enginn hafi gleymt afmælinu hennar. Að því sögðu vill ég benda á að ég á afmæli 9.maí en að kvöldi þess dags 1988 var frumvarp um afnám bjórbannsins samþykkt á Alþingi. Legg ég til að framvegis verði 9.maí hinn eiginlegi bjórdagur.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/5312324281522286762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/5312324281522286762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5312324281522286762' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RehQoIudOJI/AAAAAAAAACI/rcZDJ9oEYsY/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-4304345784003544071</id><published>2007-02-28T12:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-28T12:17:59.562Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nú líður að kosningum og þá þurfa menn (og konur) að gera upp við sig hvað þeir (og þær) ætla að kjósa. Segjum sem svo að mér lítist ekki á neitt af því sem í boði er en í stað þess að sitja heima vill ég nýta mér stjórnarskrárbundinn rétt minn og segja skoðun mína. Þá hef ég val um að skila auðu sem jú ákveðin yfirlýsing. Ef fjöldi manna skilar auðu segir það eitthvað um það sem er í boði. En </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4304345784003544071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4304345784003544071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4304345784003544071' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-1132463239768948747</id><published>2007-02-23T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T14:26:06.081Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ný colgate túpa og ný tegund. Get ekki fyrir mitt litla líf munað hvað tegundin heitir en skammtarinn er nýr. Greinilega kominn nýr maður í þróunardeildina. Gatið á túpunni hefur bara stækkað hingað til. Nú kemur stjörnumynstur. Hreinlegra og hreinlega skemmtilegra. Hvort þetta verði til þess að fólk noti meira af tannkreminu og colgate hagnist þannig meira kemur í ljós. Hef samt á tilfinningunni</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/1132463239768948747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/1132463239768948747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1132463239768948747' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-6466471063714490199</id><published>2007-02-16T22:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:22:54.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ágústa Eva Erlendsdóttir 2Rest 0The glamourous life of Silvia Night. Brill.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6466471063714490199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6466471063714490199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6466471063714490199' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-6530312083362011973</id><published>2007-02-16T21:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:21:07.738Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brjáluð vika í svefnrannsóknum búin. 80% starfið reyndist í byrjun amk vera 180% enda margt að læra! Það er farið að vera bara virkilega gaman í vinnunni enda sjálfstæðið orðið meira. Frekar þreytandi fyrstu dagana að vera skuggi annarra. Vá hvað þetta er leiðinlegt blogg.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6530312083362011973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6530312083362011973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6530312083362011973' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-6400284335278759836</id><published>2007-02-09T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:55:45.511Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Langþreyttur eftir góðu skrensi á vinnumarkaðnum mætti minns glaðbeitttur 1. feb í nýju vinnuna. Gaman. Á laugardag er ég svo orðinn hundveikur. Hangi heima illa haldinn af alls kyns ógeði - hita, hor og að drepast úr helberum leiðindum. Svo ekki sé nú talað um samviskubitið sem beit ansi fast þessa vikuna. En ég er kominn aftur - ég kem alltaf aftur. Jíííha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6400284335278759836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6400284335278759836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6400284335278759836' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-3743999729547915075</id><published>2007-01-27T15:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:26:42.624Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sólarhringurinn minn hefur verið á hlið undanfarið. Þannig er ég iðulega ekki sofnaður þegar dagskrá skjás eins er öll. Í stað þess að spila þá myndbönd eins og vanalega er nú kominn sjónvarpsmarkaður! Vörutorg takk fyrir góðan daginn. Þarna er til sölu alls kyns drasl á fáránlega háu verði. Gaurinn sem kynnir vöruna er eitthvað krípí. Hef það sterklega á tilfinningunni að hann myndi selja móður </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/3743999729547915075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/3743999729547915075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3743999729547915075' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RbtrYLlIPXI/AAAAAAAAABw/lnlwsrGmBr4/s72-c/belti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-3818251441186809168</id><published>2007-01-25T19:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:31:59.703Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég virðist bara blogga á fimmtudögum. Hvað skyldi það segja manni? Anyway, þá tók ég mig til í gær og "keypti" minn fyrsta bíl. Verandi á 27. ári er ég kannski seinþroska í þessum málum en ég hef lifað ágætu lífi bíllaus þó sumum hafi þótt það undarlegt. Mynd af þessum nýja vini mínum fylgir síðar en það vantar kannski helst að nefna greyið. Uppástungur takk. Runólfur kemur auðvitað strax uppí </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/3818251441186809168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/3818251441186809168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3818251441186809168' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RbkFIrlIPSI/AAAAAAAAABE/BerE5cgv7YE/s72-c/bladid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-2338620499946796605</id><published>2007-01-18T17:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:54:57.565Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google er svo góður vinur minn. Ekki nóg með leitarvélina. Gmail er snilld og óþarfi að ræða það frekar. Google reader heldur utan um þær síður sem ég les og lætur mig vita um uppfærslur svo ég þarf ekki að taka allan rúntinn á netinu. Picasa sér svo um myndirnar mínar. Allt frábær forrit.&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;This movie was a life-changing experience. I saw some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2338620499946796605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2338620499946796605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2338620499946796605' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-8085728691511049347</id><published>2007-01-11T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:00:11.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég talaði um að þessi stytta væri mér ekki alveg að skapi, sér í lagi þar sem hún er af leiðtoga KFUM og K. Einu og hálfu ári síðar læt ég verða af því að birta mynd af henni. Whats wrong with this picture?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8085728691511049347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8085728691511049347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8085728691511049347' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RaayUAqn-JI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BlBHUh-Vx-c/s72-c/DSC00295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-4845828642706156406</id><published>2007-01-10T16:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:36:27.255Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sendi öllum Liverpool mönnum hugheilar samúðarkveðjur. Þetta eru erfiðir dagar. The Sun leggur til að svo leikurinn þann 31. mars verði jafn ætti Wenger að íhuga að nota kvennaliðið. Ææ.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4845828642706156406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/4845828642706156406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#4845828642706156406' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-2169427318198324452</id><published>2007-01-08T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-08T16:54:05.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crappy shoe beer! Á spjalli við 4 ára frænku mína var ég staðinn að því að hlusta ekki nógu vel. Í mínum eyrum varð Steina að Steinari og þegar ég sagði hann vera skrýtinn kall kom undrunarsvipur á mína. Þegar misskilningurinn hafði verið leiðréttur hristi hún höfuðið og sagði: Þú ert svo lausheyrinn! Fyrsta nýyrði ársins er því lýsingarorðið lausheyrinn í augljósri merkingu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2169427318198324452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2169427318198324452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2169427318198324452' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-2132494774636366244</id><published>2006-12-15T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:23:35.799Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mikið er ég orðinn leiður á öllu þessu heilsukjaftæði á öllum kaffihúsum og veitingastöðum. Andskotans njólarótarte með fíflamjólk og hundasúrusalat út um allt! Lífrænt og sykurlaust og fólkið fölt og horað.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2132494774636366244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2132494774636366244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2132494774636366244' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-8292669609821058374</id><published>2006-12-13T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:41:48.850Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í morgun var hringt í mig frá blóðbankanum og mér sagt að þörf væri á mínu blóði fyrir sjúkling. Hitti vel á því ég var á leiðinni suður og því ljúft og skylt að mæta. Óneitanlega góð tilfinning að vita til þess að maður hafi hjálpað. Gefiði blóð.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8292669609821058374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/8292669609821058374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8292669609821058374' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-6641970979541706141</id><published>2006-12-12T17:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:56:53.177Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Já, því er ekki logið uppá blessuð börnin að þau eru næm. Þetta er annars ein af myndum ársins skv reuters: http://photos.reuters.com/Pictures/default.aspx?WTmodLoc=HP_L1_LeftNav-14</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6641970979541706141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/6641970979541706141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6641970979541706141' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RX7s0snbBsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iWBYMfDPBEk/s72-c/bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-5649001842480751051</id><published>2006-12-11T14:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:37:17.396Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sneeze count today: 87</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/5649001842480751051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/5649001842480751051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5649001842480751051' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RX1x41Ubk8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/8CK8NERRdyk/s72-c/hnerri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-2734639743330729689</id><published>2006-12-08T15:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:25:28.285Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Auðvitað vill Eyþór Arnalds fá tvöfaldan veg yfir Hellisheiði. Það er svo miklu auðveldara að keyra fullur ef nægt er plássið.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2734639743330729689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2734639743330729689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2734639743330729689' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-1333914190156518535</id><published>2006-12-05T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:01:33.038Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Cynthia, Amanda hringdi og vill fá Corky heimEinhvern veginn var þetta ekki alveg það sem ég ímyndaði mér þegar ég heyrði að Cynthia Nixon væri lesbísk, me and my perverted mind. Ástin er blind, staurblind.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/1333914190156518535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/1333914190156518535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1333914190156518535' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/RXVeXWt7c_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rYsDdIqROj0/s72-c/nix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-2243409968853465328</id><published>2006-11-28T16:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:25:45.435Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Aumingjans Kevin Federline, K-Fed eða Fed-Ex. Virðist ekki margt ætla að ganga upp hjá kappanum. Dans, leiklist, fyrirsætustörf, wrestling, hjónabandið og svo blessað rappið. Því miður (sem betur fer?) hef ég ekki heyrt neitt af músíkinni hans en það ku reyndar ekki vera neitt til að missa af. Á www.metacritic.com er platan hans neðst allra á lista, ever... Metacritic hefur verið starfandi síðan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2243409968853465328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2243409968853465328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2243409968853465328' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-2452369954431680458</id><published>2006-11-20T16:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:56:12.521Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég hef aldrei skilið hvernig fólk getur setið á klósettinu löngum stundum eftir að það hefur klárlega lokið því sem ætti að teljast aðaltakmark klósettfararinnar. Finnst fólki svona eftirsóknarvert að sitja í eigin skítalykt? Þætti gaman ef einhver gæti útskýrt fyrir mér gleðina í því að sitja á dollunni lengur en nauðsyn krefur. Sjálfur hef ég þurft að þola gagnrýni fyrir að vera of fljótur að </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2452369954431680458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/2452369954431680458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2452369954431680458' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116360263511975690</id><published>2006-11-15T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:12.410Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í ljósi allra þeirra tæknilegu mistaka sem hafa komið fyrir sjónir almennings að undanförnu þykir mér rétt að taka fram að ég er sjálfur aðeins tæknileg mistök.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116360263511975690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116360263511975690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116360263511975690' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116351749271312086</id><published>2006-11-14T15:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:11.817Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sá loksins Borat í gær. Jesús Kr. Jóspesson hvað þetta er fyndin mynd. Gekk lengra en mér datt í hug. DVD með aukaefni gæti verið hreint gull.You mean the person that put plastic fist in my anus is homosexual? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116351749271312086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116351749271312086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116351749271312086' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116334213516051005</id><published>2006-11-12T14:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:11.413Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það er um að gera að að kynda upp í mönnum fyrir stórleiki. Svona dagur er of fallegur (ennþá amk) til að sleppa því að senda púllaranum Þórhalli sms:VÁ: Vona að þú munir að fara með bænirnar þínar góði minn...ÞH: Við erum með guð í framlínunni :) (Fowler)VÁ: Guð er dauður! Nietzsche drap hann.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116334213516051005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116334213516051005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116334213516051005' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116299246841410768</id><published>2006-11-08T13:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:10.693Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NöldurÁtti að mæta á fund eftir hádegið í gær og hugsaði mér gott til glóðarinnar og fór á kaffibrennsluna til að fá mér eitthvað. Kaffibrennslan var mitt annað heimili á tímabili og er staður sem ég fíla. Nema hvað nú er búið að breyta öllu. Gekk inn og það er búið að mála. Engir skítugir veggir lengur. Sömu borð nema lökkuð svört. Rautt leður og sófar. Öðruvísi. Ég hugsaði með mér ok... þetta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116299246841410768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116299246841410768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116299246841410768' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116238680562353452</id><published>2006-11-01T13:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:10.143Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sökum stöðu minnar á vinnumarkaði gatles ég blöðin þessa dagana. Lítil frétt í Fréttablaðinu í gær er þess verð að á hana sé minnst. Þar er lýst hvernig tæknimaður á setti nýjustu myndar Leo DiCaprio og Jennifer Connelly missti hendi þegar sprengja sprakk í höndum hans. Svo sem ekkert við það að athuga. Fréttinni fylgir mynd af DiCaprio og textinn undir myndinni er: Lenti í því að tæknimaður </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116238680562353452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116238680562353452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116238680562353452' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116224049919460297</id><published>2006-10-30T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:09.439Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Limbó í limbóiÞað vakti athygli mína um daginn þegar fréttist að Vatíkanið hefði áform um að leggja limbóið niður. Ekki þó hinn sívinsæla partýleik heldur það sem kallast forgarður helvítis. Óskírð börn komast ekki inn í himnaríki vegna erfðasyndarinnar og lenda í forgarði helvítis sem mun vera án kvala þó. Þetta hefur löngum valdið mörgum foreldrum innan kaþólsku kirkjunnar ama.Þetta er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116224049919460297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116224049919460297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116224049919460297' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116215175412609986</id><published>2006-10-29T19:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:09.131Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er búinn að vera sæmilega duglegur við sjónvarpsgláp undanfarið enda aðstæðurnar aðrar en ég er vanur og þar að auki óteljandi stöðvar í boði. Nú er svo komið að ég er húkkt á globe trekker þáttunum, sérstaklega þeim sem Ian Wright er í. Algjör helber snilld og maður dauðöfundar hann af flakkinu.&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;Svo er ég búinn að drekka fullt af bjór. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116215175412609986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116215175412609986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116215175412609986' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116187767705635368</id><published>2006-10-26T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:08.636Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég hef verið ótrúlega trúr þessu útliti á síðunni. Allt frá fyrsta degi, sem var 21.okt 2002, hefur síðan litið svona út. Nú er það spurningin... á maður að breyta til eða láta það sem virkar vera? Hvað segir þú?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116187767705635368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116187767705635368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116187767705635368' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116178785276135253</id><published>2006-10-25T14:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:08.424Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er ekki maður sem er gjarn á að taka áhættur. Ég er átakanlega lítið kærulaus. Þessu hef ég haft hug á að breyta og í dag tók ég skref í þá átt. Það kostaði þó lítinn svefn, höfuðverk og hugsanaflækjur en eftir stend ég sáttur. Svo er allt annað mál hvort áhættan eigi eftir að borga sig.Það er alltaf auðvelt að segja já því þá veit maður nákvæmlega hvað maður fær. Að segja nei finnst mér </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116178785276135253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116178785276135253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116178785276135253' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-116005772914807584</id><published>2006-10-05T14:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:08.193Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er ekkert hættur að blogga. Ég er búinn að blogga fullt en það hefur bara aldrei náð á “blað”. Og þar af leiðandi er ég búinn að gleyma því öllu. Oh well…&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;Skrýtið (skrifa alltaf með ufsilon) þegar fólk brúkar ryksugur sínar að það skuli alltaf vera að ryksuga. Er ekki réttara að viðkomandi sé að ryksjúga? Suga hlýtur að sjúga. Kannski er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116005772914807584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/116005772914807584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116005772914807584' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115867035752438796</id><published>2006-09-19T12:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:07.946Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Algjör klassík!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115867035752438796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115867035752438796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115867035752438796' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115866309243610929</id><published>2006-09-19T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:07.624Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Af www.mbl.isKvikmyndastjarnan Lindsay Lohan var flutt á sjúkrahús eftir að hún rann til og datt í samkvæmi Milk Studios á tískuvikunni í New York síðastliðinn föstudag. Leikkonan mun hafa brákað á sér úlnliðinn og segir fjölmiðlafulltrúi hennar Leslie Sloane Zelnik að fram muni fara opinber rannsókn á því hvað gerðist enda sé ljóst að öryggi gesta hafi ekki verið nægilega tryggt í samkvæminu.Já.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115866309243610929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115866309243610929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115866309243610929' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115738218070136004</id><published>2006-09-04T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:07.334Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greyið kallinn hann Steve Irwin bara dauður. Náði að verða 44 ára sem er ekki alslæmt fyrir fólk með Downs heilkenni.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115738218070136004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115738218070136004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115738218070136004' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115702936886280342</id><published>2006-08-31T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:07.077Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eigum við að ræða þessa mynd eitthvað? Þarna er í gangi tiltekt í suðurhluta Beirút eftir tilburði Ísraela. Maður fær bara illt í magann.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115702936886280342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115702936886280342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115702936886280342' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115323400049533796</id><published>2006-07-18T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:06.852Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þetta er stór partur af vandamálinu. Er ekki óþarfi að ala endalaust á hatri? Þetta eru ungar ísraelskar stúlkur að skrifa skilaboð og teikna ísraelska fánann á sprengjur ætlaðar nágrönnum þeirra í norðri.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115323400049533796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115323400049533796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115323400049533796' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115321856018271725</id><published>2006-07-18T10:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:06.657Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Byrja í ör-sumarfríi á morgun og sumarið er að koma á allan hátt. Getur það verið betra?Brother bought a coconut, he bought it for a dimeHis sister had another one, she paid it for a lime.She put the lime in the coconut, she drank them both upShe put the lime in the coconut, she drank them both upShe put the lime in the coconut, she drank them both upShe put the lime in the coconut, she called </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115321856018271725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115321856018271725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115321856018271725' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115270478106002385</id><published>2006-07-12T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:06.471Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ye old irish days voru skemmtilegir. Pjartý og drykkja, ölvun og ólæti. Fann upp nýjan ljótudans þannig að nú er ég örugglega viss um að þeir örfáu sem enn héldu mig heilan á geði vita betur. Jei. Styttist í að ég fái roomie svo nú er þörf fyrir þrif og átakanlega tiltekt. Áfram ég.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115270478106002385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115270478106002385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115270478106002385' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115227645747651094</id><published>2006-07-07T12:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:05.961Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þegar ég í morgun, andfúll og myglaður, setti tannkremsröndina á tannburstann minn fór ég að spá í hvernig í andskotanum þessar rendur eru settar í túbuna...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115227645747651094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115227645747651094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115227645747651094' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115200475012626006</id><published>2006-07-04T09:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:05.800Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þetta birtist í Fréttablaðinu í gær. Annað hvort er blaðamaðurinn húmoristi eða tregur.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115200475012626006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115200475012626006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115200475012626006' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-115012340146240602</id><published>2006-06-12T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:05.598Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verandi ókreatívur með afbrigðum þessa dagana læt ég vini mína í Færeyjum um að vera fyndna fyrir mig.Tilboð frá KalliTilboð frá Kalli Kall er í gávuhýri! Allir Frælsiskundar fáa 150 ókeypis SMS-boð hendan mánaðin.Kallhttp://www.kall.fo/Default.asp?sida=229&amp;TidindiID=94</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115012340146240602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/115012340146240602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115012340146240602' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114744371102300977</id><published>2006-05-12T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:05.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doktorsnemar í klínískri kynjafræði... snilldin ein.www.baggalutur.is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114744371102300977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114744371102300977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114744371102300977' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114728263862406223</id><published>2006-05-10T17:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:04.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég verð að fá að óska góðvini mínum og samstarfsfélaga til hamingju með glæsilegan árangur. Tók danina í nösina með einari. 14-2 hvað... Íslenska innrásin heldur áfram. Svo er þetta svo fín mynd. Fréttin hér http://www4.landspitali.is/lsh_ytri.nsf/htmlpages/index.html</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114728263862406223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114728263862406223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114728263862406223' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114676326382782161</id><published>2006-05-04T17:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:04.618Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Á rúntinum okkar um Ungverjaland, Slóveníu og Austurríki keyrðum við um á Suzuki Ignis. Kvikindið það var útbúið 1.3 lítra "vél" og 5 gíra beinskiptingu. Hjólkoppalaus en splunkunýr, rétt keyrður 300 kílómetra. Þetta er skýrt dæmi um pís off sjitt kar. Þennan bíl keyrðum við um sveitir og á hraðbrautum og útkoman var alltaf eins; óóóókei. Hraðskreiður myndi þessi bíll seint teljast þó svo að um </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114676326382782161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114676326382782161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114676326382782161' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114616160281025874</id><published>2006-04-27T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:04.400Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greinin mín var birt í dag. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114616160281025874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114616160281025874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114616160281025874' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114605167601046027</id><published>2006-04-26T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:04.087Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Við heimsóttum Piran í Slóveníu um daginn. Piran er vestasti hluti landsins og liggur við Adríahafið. Í kringum bæinn hafa í gegnum aldirnar verið byggðir virkisveggir, þeir elstu frá um 7-800. Bærinn er ótrúlega sjarmerandi en það sem við tókum fyrst eftir var fáni héraðsins. Það er eitthvað kunnulegt þarna... Meira um Piran hér http://www.portoroz.si/EN/default.asp?id=545</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114605167601046027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114605167601046027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114605167601046027' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114588350303689590</id><published>2006-04-24T12:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:03.875Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það er eitthvað dásamlegt við að vera að keyra í Austur-Evrópu og láta segja sér af manni sem talar enga ensku að maður sé ekki í því landi sem maður taldi sig vera. Krikket...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114588350303689590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114588350303689590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114588350303689590' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114407481036667996</id><published>2006-04-03T14:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:03.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég fékk, tja… athyglisverðan tölvupóst um daginn. Það var engin önnur en Cat Sufrich sem sendi mér hann. Vill nú ekki pósta e-mailum hérna á blogginu enda hafa hafa menn lent í málsóknum vegna slíkra athafna. Ég get þó upplýst um innihaldið.Þessi ágæta koma byrjar á því að heilsa, eins og reyndar venjan er í tölvupósti. Hún segist hafa rambað inn á síðuna mína (þá gömlu fyrir þá sem til þekkja) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114407481036667996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114407481036667996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114407481036667996' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114373551580406580</id><published>2006-03-30T15:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:02.909Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Að bíða í 9 tíma á flugvelli í Frankfurt er ekki mín hugmynd um góða skemmtun en það gerði ég nú samt á leiðinni til Búdapest um daginn. Meðal þess sem ég gerði til að stytta mér stundirnar var að lesa sorpritið Daily Mirror. Þar rakst ég á "skemmtilega" frétt. Fyrirsögnin var Dad boiled in fetish suit. Þar sagði frá hinum 35 ára gamla McDonalds starfsmanni Robert Garnett. Hann hafði tekið inn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114373551580406580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114373551580406580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114373551580406580' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114252073558498205</id><published>2006-03-16T14:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:02.709Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nú hef ég ekki séð stórmyndina brókbekk mánten en skv. því sem ég hef heyrt gengur kynlíf þeirra félaga snuðrulaust fyrir sig. Engar bollaleggingar um hver hafi hvaða hlutverk ef svo skyldi kalla. Annar rennur bara ljúft á bak hinum. Nú eru þeir kúrekar (tæknilega séð fjárhirðar) og því mikið á hestbaki. Skyldi það nú ekki vera óþæginlegt fyrir “viðtakandann”? Hnossast um hlíðarnar verandi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114252073558498205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114252073558498205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114252073558498205' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114233352811067106</id><published>2006-03-14T10:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:02.418Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Undarleg lægð gengur yfir bloggheima. Önnur hver síða liggur í dvala og þessi hér hefur nú ekki beint verið upplífgandi undanfarið. Kannski rætist úr því.Nú fara fram Vetrarólympíuleikar fatlaðra á Ítalíu. Magnað fyrirbæri. Í gær sá ég sýnt úr bruni blindra! Voðalega finnst mér ég vera mikill aumingi þegar ég sé þetta. Ég er ömurlegur á skíðum og myndi engan veginn treysta mér í að bruna niður </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114233352811067106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114233352811067106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114233352811067106' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-114060582308670137</id><published>2006-02-22T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:02.127Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég eignaðist bók um daginn sem heitir Leiðarvísir í ástamálum. Þetta er samsteypa smárita sem komu út á 3. áratug síðustu aldar sem ætluð voru til að veita hagnýt ráð í ástamálum. Rit sem ber heitið Leiðarvísir í ástamálum fyrir unga menn hefst svona:Sannleikurinn er sá, að það er eigi eins auðvelt og þú kannt að hyggja, að vinna hylli kvenna. Ég á hér auðvitað eigi við þær konur, er rápa á </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114060582308670137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/114060582308670137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114060582308670137' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113949044507874476</id><published>2006-02-09T12:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:01.870Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Nú er svo komið að ég er sannfærður um að Grammy verðlaunaafhendingin á alls ekkert skylt við tónlist. U2 fengu 5 Grammy verðlaun fyrir einhverja verstu plötu sem þeir hafa gefið út. OK ég er ekki sérstakur U2 aðdáandi en ég hef náð að kreista útúr hörðum aðdáendum ófögur orð um þessa plötu. U2 eru útbrunnir. There... I said it. Þá ber að nefna ást Ameríkana á Mariah Carey. Hún fékk þrenn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113949044507874476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113949044507874476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113949044507874476' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113931321433348299</id><published>2006-02-07T11:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:01.611Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það var nú ekki meiningin að breyta þessu í einhvern bókmenntavef en það breytir ekki staðreynd að ég er búinn með tvær góðar bækur. 11 minutes eftir Paulo Coelho og Sideways eftir Rex Pickett. Leigði svo Sideways um helgina í von um að hún yrði jafngóð og bókin... sem gerist í 0.2% tilfella og því miður var þetta ekki eitt þeirra. Ekki það að hún hafi ekki verið fín, bókin bara gaf svo mikið </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113931321433348299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113931321433348299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113931321433348299' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113871401766857554</id><published>2006-01-31T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:01.357Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Já nú er það svart. Það er svo komið að maður er langt frá því að vera meðalkona að þyngd. Reyndar þarf að fara aftur til ársins 1968 til að ég sé meðalkona að þyngd. Á tæpum 30 árum hafa Íslendingar þyngst um rúmlega átta kíló. Núna er meðalkonan 73,1 kg og meðalkarlinn 87,9 kg. Sko engin meðalmennska á þessum bæ.Og enn þraukar Sonja Haralds í hungurverkfallinu. 67 dagar eiga að vera liðnir </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113871401766857554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113871401766857554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113871401766857554' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113818278833167236</id><published>2006-01-25T09:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:01.077Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Á mbl.is í morgun birtist frétt undir fyrirsögninni Breskir táningar telja vísindastörf ekki vera fyrir venjulegt fólk. Þar segir m.a. að um 70% sögðust ekki sjá venjulegt, ungt og aðlaðandi fólk fyrir sér sem vísindamenn. Hvaða hvaða!!! Enn frekar sögðu þeir sem ekki vildu verða vísindamenn að maður yrði alltaf þunglyndur og þreyttur og hefði engan tíma fyrir fjölskylduna og önnur sagði að þeir</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113818278833167236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113818278833167236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113818278833167236' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113775600900407813</id><published>2006-01-20T11:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:00.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fyrir jól keypti ég mér bók í Pennanum. Sá hana fyrst á íslensku og hét hún þá Dexter í dimmum draumi. Aftan á henni stóð að hún segði frá raðmorðingja sem væri blóðmeinafræðingur hjá lögreglunni í Miami. Þetta kitlaði mig e-ð svo ég fann ensku útgáfuna sem heitir Darkly Dreaming Dexter. Aftan á henni stendur hins vegar að Dexter sem jú vissulega raðmorðingi en það hann sé blood spatter analyst, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113775600900407813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113775600900407813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113775600900407813' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113758930978123438</id><published>2006-01-18T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:00.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hvað er maðurinn að spá!?! Þessir skór passa náttúrulega engan veginn við búninginn!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113758930978123438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113758930978123438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113758930978123438' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113751446524634850</id><published>2006-01-17T16:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:01:00.154Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sjálfsagt var plokkfiski troðið í mig þegar ég var of ungur til að rífa kjaft yfir því hvað færi inn fyrir mínar varir. En þegar ég komst til "vits" og ára lét ég öllum illum látum þegar minnst var á að snæða plokkfisk. Ég sé það núna að ég hafði ekki hugmynd um hvort plokkfiskur væri góður eður ei. Nafnið eitt vakti með mér einhverjar tilfinningar sem sögðu mér að þetta væri óæti hið mesta. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113751446524634850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113751446524634850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113751446524634850' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113741236113876763</id><published>2006-01-16T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:59.899Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í gær rakst ég á yndislega frétt á textavarpinu:Á þriðja hundrað manns mætti á baráttufund um bættar samgöngur á milli þéttbýlisstaða á norðanverðum Vestfjörðum  sem haldinn var í Bolungarvík í gær.  Sveitarfélögin á svæðinu og áhugahópur um samgöngumál héldu fundinn. Til stóð að samgönguráðherra væri með erindi en hann komst ekki vegna ófærðar.Kóm- og írónískt...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113741236113876763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113741236113876763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113741236113876763' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113718547303554888</id><published>2006-01-13T20:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:59.691Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hefur einhver séð gamla gaurinn á bláa Lexus jeppanum sem blastar alvöru köntríi á rúntinum niður Laugaveginn með allar, og þá meina ég allar, rúður niðri? Og við erum ekkert að tala um að blasta eins og fullorðið fólk blastar. Heldur að blasta eins og 17 ára Selfyssingar blasta Scooter, eða Yann ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113718547303554888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113718547303554888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113718547303554888' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113690666857448039</id><published>2006-01-10T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:59.409Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég gerðist djarfur síðastliðinn föstudag og fór í strætó. Þetta þykir sjálfsagt ekki fréttnæmt á mörgum heimilum en ég hef ekki farið í strætó síðan árið 2003. Og þessi ferð var líka engin venjuleg strætóferð. Ég fór í strætó uppá Akranes hvorki meira né minna. Samgöngubót segja margir og kannski ekki skrýtið. Ferðin gekk svosem hið besta. Tók leið 15 frá Hlemmi og skipti yfir á leið 27 í Mosó. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113690666857448039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113690666857448039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113690666857448039' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113680659368530093</id><published>2006-01-09T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:59.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já maður á víst bloggsíðu. Bara að minna á mig. Fjölskylduleg helgi að baki. Annars óttalega lítið að gerast. En svona til að segja e-ð þá segi ég að Jón Baldvin verði næsti forseti. Munið hvar þið lásuð það fyrst.Er Sigrún að fara að rústa þessari kosningu? http://www.visir.is/misc/KTHForm.aspxLag dagsins er Wake Up með Arcade Fire.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113680659368530093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113680659368530093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113680659368530093' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113507794805639979</id><published>2005-12-20T11:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:58.863Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Allt frá því að ég var minni strákur hef ég haft gaman af öllum bókaauglýsingunum fyrir jólin. Þær eru eins misjafnar og þær eru margar. Sumar eru ansi slæmar. Stundum eru notaðir frasar úr gagnrýni sem eru fljótir að hverfa af skjánum. Orð eru gripinn úr setningum og hent inn eftir hentugleika.Spennandi... góð... heldur manni við efnið... getur verið komið úr dómi sem segir að bókin gæti verið </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113507794805639979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113507794805639979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113507794805639979' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113457079254210835</id><published>2005-12-14T14:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:58.569Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Undanfarna daga hef ég rannsakað náið viðbrögð við stressi. Hef komist að áhugaverðum niðurstöðum sem ég er tilbúinn að ræða sé á því áhugi. Já vörnin mín var semsagt í gær. Stress mikið en þegar ég komst af stað leið mér bara býsna vel. Gekk betur en ég hafði þorað að vona svo ég var mjög sáttur við þetta. Biðin er bara það versta sem til er. Óvissan. En um leið og skriður kemst á málin er þetta</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113457079254210835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113457079254210835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113457079254210835' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113432427316001042</id><published>2005-12-11T18:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:58.365Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég tók breik í gær frá fyrirlestrinum og fór að sjá Antony and the Johnsons í Fríkirkjunni. Var með versta sætið í húsinu en ekki einu sinni það gat spillt tónleikunum. Stóð alla tónleikana og sá framan í Antony á milli bita í handriðinu uppi. Trommarann sá ég allan, hálsinn af bassa bassaleikarans en síðan ekki söguna meir. Veit eiginlega ekki alveg hvaða orð lýsir þessum tónleikum best… </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113432427316001042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113432427316001042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113432427316001042' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113414438634509342</id><published>2005-12-09T16:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:58.137Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Um daginn las ég bók sem heitir Veronika decides to die eftir Paulo Coelho. Flestir kannast kannski við Alkemistann sem hann skrifaði líka. Í þessari bók segir hann frá Veroniku, 24 ára gamalli, sem virðist hafa flest það sem fólk sækist eftir en ákveður engu að síður að hún sé stöðnuð og engin ástæða sé að lifa lengur. Hún reynir því að drepa sig en endar á geðveikrahæli og er sagt að hún eigi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113414438634509342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113414438634509342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113414438634509342' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113396491980590046</id><published>2005-12-07T14:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:56.855Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er svo ekki skemmtilegur þessa dagana. Er að gera fyrirlestur fyrir vörnina sem er í næstu viku. Gúlp. Jájá... það verður nú aldeilis rífandi fjör. Held að mínum dögum í desember sé best lýst með því að segja að ég hlakka til jólanna. Like I haven´t done for years and years...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113396491980590046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113396491980590046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113396491980590046' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113317758246134456</id><published>2005-11-28T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:56.479Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég er svo ánægður með nýju espresso könnuna mín. Djöfull er hún flott. Hún hjálpaði mér líka við að þrífa íbúðina hátt og lágt á fimmtudaginn.Lag dagsins er One more cup of coffee með White Stripes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113317758246134456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113317758246134456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113317758246134456' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113257437619620192</id><published>2005-11-21T11:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:56.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég fór á White Stripes í gær. Ó já. Geðveikt. E-ð klikk í gítarsnúru eða e-ð í smátíma en því var svo reddað. Jack White var greinilega e-ð pirraður á klikkinu og þegar það var komið í lag bókstaflega nauðgaði hann gítarnum (in a good way) og sleit strengi en þegar maður slítur streng þá spilar maður náttúrulega bara annað lag á fimm strengi. Svo er attitúdið líka svo svalt. Veit ekki hversu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113257437619620192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113257437619620192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113257437619620192' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113249254864340874</id><published>2005-11-20T13:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:55.868Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eftirfarandi frétt birtist á mbl.is í gær:Ekið á kindEkið var á kind sem hljóp út á þjóðveginn í Álftafirði. Drapst kindin við ákeyrsluna og segir lögreglan á Ísafirði það sæta furðu að sauðfé gangi laust og það svona seint í nóvembermánuði þegar það eigi að vera komið í fjárhús.Hmmm. Eins gott að vera topp blaðamaður til að geta skrifað svona krefjandi fréttir. Rannsóknablaðamennska eins og hún </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113249254864340874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113249254864340874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113249254864340874' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113206922894889534</id><published>2005-11-15T15:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:55.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reynsla mín af flugi til Búdapest er ansi furðuleg. Þegar við fórum þangað þrjú síðasta vetur voru 26 í vél SkyEurope frá London til Búdapest. Þetta fannst okkur ansi undarlegt og verulega tómlegt en flugfreyjurnar héldu uppi húmornum og flugið var hið skemmtilegasta. Núna flaug ég beint á Búdapest með leiguflugi frá Heimsferðum. Á leiðinni út voru 16 farþegar. Frekar spes... og til að bæta gráu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113206922894889534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113206922894889534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113206922894889534' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113172364534813196</id><published>2005-11-11T15:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:55.394Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eyddi 10 dögum í Búdapest. Það var algjörlega frábært. Gerðum hitt og þetta. Segi kannski sögur seinna. Skruppum til Vínar í einn dag. Lestarferðin tilbaka var í meira lagi áhugaverð.Við náðum okkur í góðan hreinan klefa í þessari gömlu lest og höfðum það gott þar. Hvæstum á fólk sem ætlaði að reyna að komast inn. Svo kemur mr. ticketmaster eftir að lestin er farin af stað og segir okkur að við </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113172364534813196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113172364534813196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113172364534813196' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113050999503577977</id><published>2005-10-28T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:55.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tilfinningin sem fylgir því að skila inn masters-ritgerðinni er... tja... góð? Já, segjum góð. Mjög góð. Jíha.&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;Er búinn að vera að hlusta á You could have it so much better með Franz Ferdinand. Fór jú á tónleikana um daginn. Þessi plata er frábær. Ívið betri en sú fyrri ef e-ð er. Sérdeilis upplífgandi. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113050999503577977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113050999503577977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113050999503577977' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-113023752344117455</id><published>2005-10-25T10:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:54.798Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Ég skil ekki alveg hvað maðurinn er að fara... Stutti dómurinn er Like sucking God´s cock. Or something. Held að James Jam þurfi aðeins að athuga sinn gang. Ég hef reyndar hvorki hlustað á þessa plötu né sogið hann á guði svo kannski einhver geti útskýrt þetta fyrir mér...http://www.nme.com/reviews/sigur-ros/7761</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113023752344117455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/113023752344117455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113023752344117455' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112989240835781295</id><published>2005-10-21T10:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:54.491Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þegar ég kem heim í gær eftir vinnu heyri ég vatnsnið sem berst af hæðinni fyrir ofan. Kallinn í sturtu hugsa ég og sest niður. Klukkutíma síðar er ég farinn að halda að einhver liggi dauður uppi. Enginn er heima þar svo ég skrifa þetta á sírennsli í klósettinu sem er jú beint fyrir ofan svefnherbergið mitt (eins og fólk sem hefur komið í heimsókn til mín kannast við þá fer það ekki á milli mála </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112989240835781295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112989240835781295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112989240835781295' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112905158926138700</id><published>2005-10-11T17:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:54.268Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nú er hægt að fá orð drottins í símann sinn í formi sms-skilaboða. Hversu guðhræddur og almennt illa staddur þarf maður að vera til þess að láta senda sér texta úr hinni góðu bók sér til ánægju og hughreystingar? Að sögn tók það einn mann 6 vikur að þýða biblíuna á sms-form því stafsetningunni er breytt. Fyrsta vers er In da Bginnin God cre8d da heavens &amp; da earth. Mjög aðkallandi verkefni þetta…</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112905158926138700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112905158926138700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112905158926138700' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112853636430564175</id><published>2005-10-05T18:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:53.930Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fletti dv í gær og rakst á mynd af sjálfum mér. Gaman að því. Er bara alveg að ná Sigrúnu í stardom… Nema hvað fréttin var svo lítil að hún hefði ekki getað hulið það dónalega á maur. Tilefnið var þetta hér http://www.actavis.is/News/styrktarthegarVerkefnasjodsActavis.htm Jei.Annars hef ég gaman að fólki. Fólk eins og Illugi Jökulsson fær mig oft til að brosa. Mætti honum á Laugaveginum áðan. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112853636430564175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112853636430564175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112853636430564175' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112792916855075446</id><published>2005-09-28T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:53.626Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég fór í bíó um daginn. 40 year old virgin. Allt gott um þessa mynd að segja svo sem. Hló mig máttlausan. En það er ekki allt gott. Þetta er pirrað blogg so consider yourself warned. Hvað á það að þýða að auglýsa myndir klukkan 10.20 en svo byrjar helvítis myndin ekki fyrr en 10.45! Fyrst er manni ekki hleypt inn í salinn fyrr en eftir auglýstan sýningartíma og síðan er maður bombarderaður með </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112792916855075446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112792916855075446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112792916855075446' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112746784244120873</id><published>2005-09-23T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:53.078Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hlaut að vera tímaspursmál hvenær mar yrði klukkaður. Curse the man who started this en þetta er svosem sniðugt. Hér koma fá 5 tilviljunarkenndar staðreyndir um mig…Ég hef mestu óbeit á tómötum og gúrkum. Þoli ekki að geta ekki einu sinni keypt mér skitinn hamborgara án þess að þurfa að fá hálft Hveragerði í borgarann. Gildir þó vitanlega ekki um sólþurrkaða tómata sem eru himneskir.Ég man of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112746784244120873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112746784244120873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112746784244120873' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112721646083948673</id><published>2005-09-20T11:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:52.345Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Er e-r þarna úti sem fékk miða á Antony and the Johnsons? Ég gerði nokkuð sem er mjög útúr mínum karakter og keypti einn miða. Ég er sumsé að fara á tónleikana en uuu... ég er einn. Svo ef þú ert skemmtileg/ur og átt miða og langar að koma með mér... u know where to find me. En það seldist víst upp á sjö mínútum svo það var eins gott að maður gleymdi sér ekki.When eating fruit, remember the one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112721646083948673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112721646083948673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112721646083948673' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112686610595331616</id><published>2005-09-16T10:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:51.985Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það virðist vera alveg sama hversu oft ég les tilkynninguna frá Gallerí Rúnk á www.baggalutur.is - ég fer alltaf að hlæja. Ógleymanleg upplifun! Þýsku floslistamennirnir Elmer og Kruud skríða inn í hvorn annan næstkomandi mánudagskvöld.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112686610595331616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112686610595331616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112686610595331616' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112671919149489220</id><published>2005-09-14T17:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:51.645Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sit hérna á te&amp;kaffi með ansi hreint langþráðan kaffibolla. Hef komið hingað nokkrum sinnum en ég held að nú sé nóg komið. Þessi staður virðist vera einn allsherjar mömmuklúbbur. Ekkert nema mússí mússí bó bó og barnasögur í kringum mig í hvert einasta sinn. God… núna er ein mamman að gera lestarhljóð og hún er ekkert að hætta… hjálp. “Viltu bananamauk?” The kid cant talk lady… Já, það er hægt að</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112671919149489220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112671919149489220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112671919149489220' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112653245289719786</id><published>2005-09-12T13:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:51.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alltaf gaman að sjá hvað vandalistar eru vel gert og bráðvel gefið fólk. Var á ferð á skaganum og sá hvar einhver mannvitsbrekkan hafi ætlað sér að spreyja þýzka nasistakveðju á húsvegg. Vildi ekki betur til en svo en að eftir stóð sig heill. Jájá...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112653245289719786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112653245289719786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112653245289719786' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112609805669941797</id><published>2005-09-07T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:51.002Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ó je... http://www.mbl.is/mm/folk/frett.html?nid=1157214Anthony and the Johnsons með Mercury verðlaun og tónleika hér 10.des.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112609805669941797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112609805669941797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112609805669941797' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112609408218647727</id><published>2005-09-07T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:50.769Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mér finnst cartman fyndinn. Þetta er bæði viðbjóðslegt og fyndið í senn. Skemmtileg blanda mehehehe. http://www.cartmanthearistocrat.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112609408218647727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112609408218647727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112609408218647727' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112592128903470773</id><published>2005-09-05T11:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:50.531Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég væri nú að ljúga ef ég segi að það hefði ekki verið gaman þessa helgina. Franz á föstudag var snilld. Mjög góðir tónleikar þrátt fyrir að maður sé ekkert stærsti Franz aðdáandi sem fyrirfinnst. Svo var óheyrilega gaman í brullupinu hjá dodda og unni. Partý partý. Held að það sé best að vera ekki mikið að gaspra um þetta á netinu en myndin af sigga og öddu segir meira en þúsund orð ;) En í dag </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112592128903470773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112592128903470773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112592128903470773' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112558970051466742</id><published>2005-09-01T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:50.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég þoli ekki jakkaföt. Breytir samt ekki þeirri staðreynd að ég verð að eiga jakkaföt. Sem ég átti þar til fyrir nokkru að jakkanum var stolið, jei. Allt þetta þýddi að ég þurfti að kaupa mér jakkaföt í dag, verandi að fara í brúðkaup á laugardag. Ég byrja á sautján. Einu jakkafötin sem mig langar í eru náttúrulega paul smith og kosta hátt í 60.000. Jei. Gleymdi að minnast á að ég á ekki einu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112558970051466742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112558970051466742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112558970051466742' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112550228412510404</id><published>2005-08-31T15:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:50.092Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grétar Rafn bara kominn í alvöru klúbb! Til hamingju með það... En mér finnst nú samt að skysports hefðu getað fundið betri mynd af honum!! Sjá link:http://skysports.planetfootball.com/transfernews.asp?type=article&amp;id=302996</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112550228412510404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112550228412510404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112550228412510404' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112539905625962602</id><published>2005-08-30T10:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:49.825Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Af hverju var ég ekki búinn að fatta anthony and the johnsons þegar þau komu hingað í sumar? Stupid boy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112539905625962602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112539905625962602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112539905625962602' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875411.post-112524215852654252</id><published>2005-08-28T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:49.539Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Með skriftum helgarinnar hef ég verið að hlusta á mikið af tónlist til að reyna að halda mér norðan við geðveikislínuna. Þar á meðal plötu sem ég keypti í gær sem heitir vottur með hljómsveitinni flís. Þetta er semsagt bandið sem ég sá á menningarnótt (sjá 24.ágúst),Davíð Þór Jónsson, hinn slyngi skagamaður, ásamt tveimur öðrum að taka gömul lög sem Haukur Morthens gerði vinsæl. Instrumental </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112524215852654252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3875411/posts/default/112524215852654252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valthor.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112524215852654252' title=''/><author><name>Valþór</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcZC6Usuc84/SM7WfJJflVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nFToVpSOjiw/S220/valli+crop.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
