This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The bottom has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
I am more able to write about it now. She worked the polls Tuesday and came home tired. She went to bed early (for her). We slept in different bedrooms due to my snoring. She was very late getting up so I went into her bedroom at about 1:30pm to wake her up. She was almost cold, no amount of CPR did any good. The universal belief is that her congestive heart failure killed her like it almost did a year earlier.
For me the last year has been a gift. I went through most of my grieving last year when the ER doctor told me that her heart had stopped and they were working on her and left. I waited for three hours believing she had died. As I wrote earlier getting her back for the year was a wonderful gift and I believe she was happy and ready to go. She wouldn't talk about it but she had been in quite a bit of pain for the last six months or so and the pain was increasing. The pain is gone now and she has joined her mother and sister.
Nothing happened. Nothing continued to happen. More Nothing. The Return of Nothing. Son of Nothing. Nothing Rides Again. Nothing and Abbott and Costello meet the Wolfman . . . ~from Anansi Boys byNeil Gaiman
--
So, I pull my coat back and real slow (no reason to start it up yet) I rest my hand by the Smith. Then I give them that cold smile and in the low, soft killing voice I say, "Gentlemen, I'm your worst nightmare. A gunfighter with a rendering station"
--
So, I pull my coat back and real slow (no reason to start it up yet) I rest my hand by the Smith. Then I give them that cold smile and in the low, soft killing voice I say, "Gentlemen, I'm your worst nightmare. A gunfighter with a rendering station"
I missed seeing your work in 3d-Art and I couldn't remember your name - until tonight when someone commented on a graphic that you'd commented on. You were nice and often funny, I hope that something good was waiting for you.
I won't forget you.
--
So, I pull my coat back and real slow (no reason to start it up yet) I rest my hand by the Smith. Then I give them that cold smile and in the low, soft killing voice I say, "Gentlemen, I'm your worst nightmare. A gunfighter with a rendering station"
That only one other person has commented here about you makes me sad. I had unwatched you because you were gone, I'll re-watch you to learn from your technique.
You are remembered.
--
I'm easily distracted by shiny thi-
I am a Christian progressive and I am tired of being stereotyped. If you ask nicely, I am happy to discuss my religion and politics.
Dark humor, sharp tongue, with a side of twisted mind, at your service.
Sta.sh
Love 
