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Saladin
| Main blog: | Drawing Blog v2.0 | | Birthday: | July 12th | | Gender: | Male | | Occupation: | Financial services | | Education: | High school, Some college, School of life | | Religion: | Agnostic | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | United States, Colorado, Denver |
| Body Size: | Large | | Height: | 6' 4" (193 cm) | | Eyes: | Blue | | Vision: | Glasses/Spectacles | | Hair Color: | Golden Blonde | | Hair Style: | Straight - Medium | | Facial Hair: | None | | Skin Tone: | Fair | | Best Feature: | Eyes | | Clothing Pref.: | Practical | | Undies: | Boxers | | 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. | | Sexual Preference: | Straight/Heterosexual | | Astrological Sign: | Cancer (June 22 - July 22) | | Existing as: | Lycan/Werecreature | | Smoking: | No Way | | Liquor: | Never | | Exercise: | Occasionally | | Your Home: | Live with roommate(s) | | Biography/About: | I am. | | 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. |
The Grand and Whatever List
I wasn't going to do this, but then I got a phone call that the President had been kidnapped by ninjas. I wasn't going to do anything about that, either (seriously, ninjas kidnapping President Bush would rule because, hey, ninjas!), in part because I am not a Bad Dude, but then I was informed that it wasn't the President of the US but the president of Wallycorp, where dreams are made™. Out of ground up kittens.
Also the ninjas were just Sinja, who was so ninja-y that people counted him three times. Then I got a ransom note demanding that I would fill out the 50 things list if I wanted Wally...
So, Peter
Lately I've been reading a biography of Peter the Great, who was, from what I gather, pretty great. One section caught my eye:
Despite the political frustrations for Charles [XII, king of Sweden, with whom Peter was at war], the years in Poland, 1702-1706, were a time of great military glory, of heroic exploits, of enhancing the legend. In the autumn of 1702, for example, following the Battle of Klissow, Charles with only 300 Swedes rode up to the gates of Cracow and, from his horse, shouted loudly, "Open the gate!" The commander of the garrison opened the gate slightly and stuck out his...
Anguish
It is said that great art is driven by inner pain and turmoil. If that's true, I'm in the running for the best fucking artist on the planet right now.
EDIT: Never mind, my art sucks again.
Scene IX
EXT. SCENE - A verdant plain surrounding Moscow
Our heroes, still in Soviet Trudge Mode (the mandatory state walk of Russia), are approaching Moscow. It is nearly night. As our hero
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