Hello. My name is Thomas and this is my webspace page sites.
I am over 40, I am a professional hobo, and I enjoy taking long walks off short piers.
I started this website as a silly blog back in 2005, and it has (and I have) changed quite a bit since that time.
If you’d like to learn more, you must be pretty bored, so, read on…
After being a recovering deicidal maniac, then a recovering suicidal maniac, in my twenties, I became an unemployed drug addict and wanted to design video games, in my thirties. I met some dudes on a gaming site back in 2005, and we eventually ended up on a website called Devious Tyrant (hereafter regarded as “DT”—and it’s still around, if only in theory). A couple of the guys linked to their blogs, which I found rather quaint and vaguely amusing, so I decided to make one, as a lark.
I really had no life at the time and was basically a video-game-playing junkie piece of net-trash, getting my kicks online in forums, with delusions of being a future video game designer. The most I did was mod games, however.
As 2005 ended, I began to give up on that “dream.” Why? Sitting and being hunched over a computer all day and all night started to make me think twice. I never wanted to be a nerd anyway; it just sort of happened. I mean, I don’t mind being part geek. But I wanted to be part man as well; start getting outside more, with that fresh air and that thing they refer to as “the sun.”
And, yunno, the green things and living critters everywhere. Father Nature.
Other times I was coming to terms with things I thought and knew, or thought I knew. After having gone from left to right, back to left, and finally to the ‘middle’ (more libertarian beliefs), I started to see it all as meaningless.
I was also still an atheist who bought into a lot of this programming we’ve all undergone—this leftist agenda of global warming, over-population, humans R bad, religions R bad, killing babies R good, and so on. Including that Americans were basically rotten. I was under the false belief that psychopathic Christians were in charge of most governments, and that Almighty Science and the Goddess of Logic would lead us all to freedom…
Mostly I was just pissed off and wasn’t sure about much of what I claimed to believe. So I was content to tune out and get high and play games. Or watch sports. Drowning in bread and circuses…
I spent the next little while getting into Gender crap, and amid that and dealing with my family, I did a lot of writing. Lots of reading, too.
I quit DT a couple of times, then retired from it all, and focused on the blog, using it for something other than stupid bullshit and personal crap.
After trying to change DT into a “men’s site,” butting instead creating an angry-at-women site, I quit the whole deal in late 2006.
The Hermit Emergeth was an interesting piece, back when I allowed comments for Nordiblog….
It was after a massive fight with my sister, late 2006, when I began questioning more and more what I was doing. And where I was going. I finally decided to move back to the West Coast. The notion of living in the wilderness was nothing new to me; I had just figured I was way too old for that.
But I began to change my mind. I began to change my mind about a lot of things into 2007—I was no longer angry with my father, and I was no longer angry with “God,” Jesus, Christians, or other religious people.
I also decided that I was the world’s first fully functioning Whateverist.
But I was still a firm believer in “modern humans are evil,” evidenced here.
The summer of 2007 was a period of a lot of change, when I finally started to act on the decision to leave, and go into the bush, on the coast. Here is me looking back at ancient cultures and feeling a desire to be a part of one.
The rest of what was missing from 2007.
I left in August. The “Outside The Box” stuff can be found here.
It goes all through the years of 2008 (when I did not write much, and most of what I did was lost when I lost my website that year), 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and 2013. (How was I able to have entries for webpages that were lost? I had them (except many 2008 ones) all backed up either on a computer or in text format.)
I’ll start the Inside The Box crap here in 2012, when I got this current version (off patrix.cc; the third version) of Nordiblog back up.
I got back involved with DT and reconnected with some friends online, as well as some in the real world. I was not myself, and would not really be myself for a long time. I was also really overweight and out of shape, as I get into here.
The summer was a dry run, a big test. It had been a while since I was on the coast and especially in the bush. It went alright. Met Hugh and Darryl, and the three of us discussed at length getting a place together. In October.
A bunch of shit happened that I will not write about—I ended up back on the coast in February, 2013. I stayed in Sechelt for March, too, and was still having trouble holding my temper while writing—here’s one apology.
The time in town when I was not working on something or getting geared up for a return to the bush…would become known as “My Monthly Debauch.” In which I’d get high, drunk, act like an ass, and spend a lot of money like a fucking fool…
These Debauches went from lasting a day or two…to lasting a week or longer.
I came to have a love-hate (or like-loathe) relationship with the “town-tom.” In the bush I was Nordicus. But I was Town-Tom back in civilization. A jack-ass of a schmuck who dressed goofy, acted goofy, did other weird crap, and drank too much…
By late September I was back in Sechelt.
Everything got old really fast and I considered going back up the Inlet for December.
Soon it was January, 2014.
Added to that was everything I’d been reading and researching in the world over the last few years, which I’d rarely write about, and only hesitatingly so. Evidenced here.
The way I was living, especially since I was out of shape over the winter and put off working our until February, I got sick. Two months in a row. So, March and April were shot.
Still, I was set to leave for the Inlet for May.
And very soon I was ready to go back up for June.
The summer turned to shit very quickly—injuries, illness, and worse. I get into some of it here. Had to stay over at Tara’s (Brent’s friend and roommate), and ran out of money paying rent there and buying way too much booze. Finally, I was set to leave for August.
Again, no time or place to write, more foolish money spending, when I got back. And another injury. Summed up here.
It all conspired to have me do next to nothing the entire summer…and it was about to get even worse. While time ticked away in regards to my website running out (needing a few hundred to renew it), my finances exploded into nothing, and when I got back from a dark, horrible month of October up at the Old Summer Camp, I came back to no income whatsoever.
I had less than no money; minus four dollars. I wished I had no money, but I had less than no money. I could not even afford something that was free. And I began owing people rather quickly as November, 2014, progressed.
And that is roughly where we left off. I moved back to Edmonton in late November, and it’s March, 2015, and all is well and I’m set to return.
Will post more irrelevant personal bullshit as it falls to the ground, going plop!
Thomas & Nord.