Sausage gravy is all the proof you need God loves us and wants us to be happy.
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Sketch a Day, Day 347
This would’ve shown up sooner, but I got caught up in a writing groove this evening.
Sketch a Day, Day 346
Seriously, some of my dialogue is pretty boring. Stupid brain not writing more good.
Sketch a Day, Day 345
I do miss Ezio in ACIII, but Connor has grown on me,
However, I myself have not spent time in the animus, and therefore cannot do parkour.
Yet.
Sketch a Day, Day 344
It’s Election Day. I voted. Did you?
Sketch a Day, Day 343
Seriously though, Tuesday, November 6th is Election Day here in the United States. Regardless of which party you vote for, go do it tomorrow.
Sketch a Day, Day 342
Coming back from the dead? Surprisingly easy. Coming back and not being killed by zombie-obsessed sister-in-law? Hard.
Sketch a Day, Day 341
Well, it was a good run, but I’m dead now from eating too damn much delicious peanut butter pie in one sitting. So it goes.
Stay tuned for tomorrow, when nothing will happen, because I’m dead.
Sketch a Day, Day 340
Been playing a lot of Assassin’s Creed III this week. It’s a damn fine game, and pretty deep in terms of the gameplay and the story. They’ve thrown in some plot wrinkles I didn’t expect, which is nice. But it’s got me thinking about parkour, the urban running/jumping/climbing things craziness that the main character always seems to be an expert at. Kinda wish I could do it.
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