Comic Chameleon, the ultimate webcomics iOS app is NOW AVAILABLE. Is the One True App where you can read all your favorite webcomics with super-hot panel-to-panel navigation. And a whole lot more. with their full support OMG. My partner Jason and I built it! And yeah, a little comic called Alien Loves Predator.

Life is like a circle, and it keeps going around. Friday, January 15, 2010. Thank you for your kind comments. And especially to whomever forwarded me to LFCA. That was very sweet of you to take the time to do that. It means more than you could know. Tuesday, January 12, 2010. Would the summer find us with 3 kids under 3? I know that I am.

There are no words to describe how much I miss her. She was ninety-one when she passed, but I stil feel as though we were robbed of a good 10 years. None other than I Did It My Way by Frank Sinatra. My grandma with my aunt. But what if I knew what I know now AND I could go back and change some of my decisions? .

Approach, but here I remain.

Monday, November 5, 2007. This is a new place for my blogrolls to live. Theoretically, it will make my blog page load faster. I am not done with this by any means. If you are not listed, there is no negative subtext. It is only because I can only do this in small doses. If you would like to be included, please leave a comment. Blog It Like You Mean It. Can We Kick The Bar Here? Everyday Life As Lyric Poetry.

BEST OF DON MILLS DIVA. I wonder if he notices. Lovers, haters, cretins and zombified pimps. Show me the money sister. Tell me sweet little lies. Click here for a gander at my prized possessions! The Wind Beneath My Wings. Saturday, July 28, 2012.

About Edge of the Page. I fired up my Kindle to read this one. He specializes in silliness for nerds, LOL humor for the crossword-puzzle set. If you read Shouts and Murmurs in the bathroom and totally get a kick out of those memes that go around with Downton Abbey episodes retold as Tweets, Brozik is your type of writer. The End of the Jews.

What you did to my heart, that moment first I saw you. I could feel the heart within me rip and twist in ways Id never known, in just that first second that I peered upon you. There was a light, so bright, so clear and so true in that moment; it was piercing in its clarity, blinding in its rapture. Everything I had learned up to that moment, unlearned. Everything I thought that I had held dear, lying neglected upon the floor of my life as I worshiped at your altar. I blinked, and then Ten.