Let's Talk Blogging

I'm going to try out this theory i have that posting pictures with backlinks that are heavy on traffic can bring some traffic to my site too. Let's test shall we...?

What follows shall be random pictures of high traffic searches.

The new "blogger" app is now Ipad formatted!

Thank you Blogger for being sane enough to have a blogger app for iPad. Honestly though... Isn't obvious that most bloggers would be those who'd be carrying a tablet... This site isn't big on micro blogging which is the best for the iPhone... Seriously... Anyways thanks...!!!!

He has this smile...

This great big smile that was just too precious not to look at. He has that. You know, always plastered on his face. God help me. Every single time he flashes that smile I end up in fits of this unfamiliar but still vaguely reminiscent feeling of puppy love - but not quite.

It's crazy! I just can't... Ughhh... He's amazing and I'm this mediocre guy with mediocrity all over my face.

I'm this guy in love with this perfect guy... His smile...

He just has this smile...

The Start

He rushes in to hold his hand as the wind - cruel, spiteful wind - tried to pry him away from his beloved. But the fate that was theirs was decisive and this was inevitably that part in all great tragedies that was supposed to end it all.

(Lights out)

He sat there in utter destitution, bowling over the loss of his 1st and as he has repeated - only - love.

The soil over the grave had gone hard and the grass had rolled over it like some green vellum - thick and deliberate. It had been three months since the tragedy, and life as Ryan knew it had changed by one sleight of a hand, one misguided advice, one gesture that turned sour. He lost Mark. He lost his precious jewel to a jealous ex girlfriend who had a knack for conjuring up storms and what not.

Oh, that conjuring bit was meant to be taken in a quite literal sense. Lydia.