|Main blog:||Drawing Blog v2.0|
|Birthday:||July 12th |
|Occupation:||Medical / Veterinary|
|Education:||High school, Some college, School of life|
|Service Attendance:||More than once a week|
|Race/lineage:||White / Caucasian|
|Location:||United States, Colorado, Denver|
|Height:||6' 4" (193 cm)|
|Hair Color:||Golden Blonde|
|Hair Style:||Straight - Medium|
|Piercing Info:||When fighting undead, piercing damage should be avoided at all costs; use bludgeoning weapons if available, or magic. Note that fists can do bludgeoning damage if one has the appropriate feats, or has monk levels!|
|Relationship Status:||Single - Never Married|
|Family Info:||Scads of siblings. Like, five. May not, technically, be an actual scad.|
|Astrological Sign:||Cancer (June 22 - July 22)|
|Your Home:||Live with roommate(s)|
|Likes:||Tender flesh of infants (for eating); shotguns to blast zombies with; my precious; the wimmins, some more than others.|
|Dislikes:||Sixty hour work weeks; not being mankind's only hope; willful ignorance; mankind's actual only hope; the hated yellow face, it burns us.|
|Interests:||Keeping the sun from devouring the solar system, alliance with the black hole at the center of the galaxy, reading, a cat.|
One Simple Rule!|
I am not (I assume and desperately hope) the only person seeing these ads about how someone lost 83092348097234 pounds (or 7 million freight trains' worth) of stomach fat following one simple rule that you must obey. At first it seemed like a regular Internet ad: bland and boring, like Kansas in the summer or winter or fall or spring. I mean, I've been a 'Net junkie for like twelve years, starting in those faraway halcyon days when there were actually more humans on Earth than there were webpages and any chump could register www.milk.com without getting ruined by toughs from Big Milk,...
Grand Theft Auto: Biggleswade
Recently I discovered that the Law and Order franchise expanded once more like a runaway bacterial cell, this time turning the focus from increasingly esoteric sections of the American legal code (about which I shall not be making a joke on account of it's been done roughly eleventy billion times before) to the UK. This excites me, because now they can focus on extremely esoteric sections of a completely different legal code and also maybe evolve a slight chemical reordering at the 30S ribosomal subunit thus granting a resistance to Paromomycin, a long-time difficulty of the series.
I've heard in several places I visit (online, that is) that the theory of evolution is what leads to things like racism, genocide, eating puppies, and sadness; if only people would cast off such evil beliefs as the religion of Darwinism, it seems, everything would be made of cupcakes and sunshine. And that, technically speaking, would rule.
Obviously, as an unsaved unrepentant sinner evolutionist atheist puppy-eater, I refuted this because of my intense desire not to have to answer to god for my hedonistic promiscuity. But then I thought, hey, evolutionary theory was proposed in 1859; the...
Titles Are For Losers. Gay Losers.
I've had to watch a bunch of training videos on account of a new job (and by "new" I mean "three months old"), and apparently - this is news to me - even the mentally disabled should be treated with respect. I know how crazy that sounds, but I guess it's true. And judging by the eight or ten hours of videos I've seen, this is news to everybody. I imagine that if one were to take the time to count the number of instances of the word "respect" in these dozen movies, one's head would explode because of the cranial bomb secretly placed there. It's that many.
I GET IT. PEOPLE DESERVE RESPECT.