Wow! Where's the time going? I guess when you have a full time job, play with your kiddies, have a wife who demands to see you once in a while, and run another website you just start losing track of time.

Well, I'm done apologizing for it for now!

Hey, Justin! I've seen you lurking around the comments there. I'm glad you're reading, and I just wanted to let you know that I'm aware of your presence. Hopefully you frequent the more entertaining website that I'm responsible for: Take It Like A Husband. It's where I'm spending most of my internet time these days.

It's true! I post a news-like articles underneath each comic that sometime come off like a blog entry, but what I'm really trying to do is culminate a community of users who're interested in things that I am. It's fun to share interests, right? So hopefully I'll have the forum up and running soon (Shannon? You listening?), and then anyone and their dog can talk about comics, animation, bichon frise/poodle crosses and cloud formations that look like 20th century prime ministers to their heart's content.

I'll try to keep the content under the strips as interest related as possible and keep the personal stuff here. I've just been in a blogging funk lately that's extended to a despair and depression at being in Calgary, away from friends and family. We've tried to fill our lives with interests and activities Alberta related, but not a day goes by that Kristen or Rylee don't mention Victoria and their want of going back. We'll see what happens, but there may come a day when My Alberta Adventure will be over, and a different kind of adventure will begin. Hopefully a publishable adventure!

I still have pics and vids of our West Edmonton Mall trip to post, but the longer I wait on doing that, the more detail I forget. I'll do it soon!

On the psychotic babble front, Michelle is still trying to collect on my life insurance policy by scaring me to death. She was cuddling Rylee at her bedtime and fell asleep herself while doing so. I was working on a new strip at the computer. Suddenly she screams my name and begs me to come quickly. "Something’s crawling up the wall!" she screams.

I ran into Rylee's bedroom to find Michelle leaning over our daughter pawing at the wall. I turned on the light and saw, of course, nothing.

She explained to me that she saw what looked like an egg on the other side of Rylee who was closest to the wall. The egg cracked and a demonic baby emerged and started crawling up the wall. I'm looking into medication for her...

Michelle says it's the house. If she means it's haunted or if there is some sort of negative energy (see above) that's causing this, we're not sure. What I am sure of, though, is that Michelle's scared me more with these night terror-like episodes than my first viewing of John Carpenter's The Thing.