Cute Franziska is cute.
If there are any experienced coders or programmers out there- also if there are any pokemon fans out there— please spread the word about this.
This is a computer version of pokemon for the computer- REAL TIME battles, and a future MMO! Spread the word, we need this game to come out ASAP!
Thanks Anonymous, it’s awful kind of you. Cheers, and be well.
Robert A. Lowry, my father, my hero, passed away last night, July 10th, 2012, at 9:04 PM. He passed away peacefully and without pain. The whole family: Marion, Erin, and myself sat by his bedside during his last moments.
I thank everyone who has wished me kind words, and I also thank everyone whose prayers are out to my father. I know he is where he believed he would be, in heaven.
If anyone wishes to contact me, I always have my phone on or feel free to message me through tumblr. Thank you again for all of your kind words.
Tell your parents you love them every day. Spend time with them. Love them.
Oh how colourful! I hope that you only come around again next time with a username or something to identify yourself with so I don’t think you’re such a coward!
However, I do congratulate you on putting that silent “b” in there, which can trip up the best of cowardice anonymous messages, so, onward and upward with you!
No seriously, play in traffic.
So I was walking around a local store by my house and needless to say I thought this was quite the Inappropriate Store Candy.
Also, delete your Facebook account and chuck your computer. FB, Apple, AND Microsoft all support gay rights.
Thanks to a comment on a post by ussawesome, here’s a more complete list of everything you can’t do anymore:
Basically: if you’re planning on boycotting Oreos, get ready to start growing your own food.
I apologize for the wall of text that might be incoming your way, but tonight I feel so absolutely shitty that I wanted to vent about it. Incoming.
My father has worked hard all of his life. Straight from grade school, to high school, directly into college, and from college he went straight into the work force. He climbed the ladder as well as anyone else could and would, and eventually he became a fairly prominent member of the company he worked for. He busted his ass over the course of over 40 years to make for himself the family and network that he created. Blood, sweat, and tears.
He casually smoked once every so often, but once I was adopted into the family, he stopped. He stopped smoking for me. He never indulged himself in anything. Honestly, if you and I were to look at him, we’d probably call him pretty boring.
He doesn’t have any hobbies, he doesn’t do anything out of the normal. He’s pretty average as far as us ‘normal’ people are concerned. He married a lovely woman whom is my mother, and every day she busts her ass off to make sure everything in the house is in tip top condition. But, she’s for a later post.
My father has been diagnosed with Renal Cell Carcinoma with Metastatic Lung Disease. Kidney Cancer with a side of Lung Cancer.
This is so extremely undeserving when he’s always been such a caring father even through my rebellious stage and through my depression. He’s always worked his fingers to the bone to make sure he could provide for the family. He would go to the office and lay on the floor to make sure that his pinched sciatica nerve wouldn’t bother him, but he’d still go to work.
If I could be half the man that he is, I would be able to live happily. I know I may never become as great of a man as my father is, but I tell you this-
My father is my fucking hero. I love my dad, and although prior to my 21st birthday I never told him that, I will always remind him how much I love him and how much I know he’s sacrificed for me.
I’m going to cry my face off somewhere now. Goodnight.