Paul R. Smith
Useless Info. Man
Well, a couple of hours ago I got a phone call from my sister, first time I'd heard from her in a year and a half. My dad is in the hospital, ICU to be exact, respertory failure of some sort possibly with pnemonia. For those who don't remember him, he was the seemingly drunk old man that used to interrupt our role-playing sessions at 1 in the moring with stupid questions and attempting to hit on any females that were present.