Floyd and I are on level intellectual ground in our nondigital lives. Every so often though, there are moments where something I’m putting down gets picked up by the wrong end.
Playwright is not yet a thing I’ve added to my resume. If we’re talking poetry, Floyd out-writes me in his sleep. Nonetheless, my love affair with the English language will no doubt continue to be apparent at this strip goes on. It’s like the oldest tool in my kit. I’ve gotten a feel for the weight of it, the contours of the handle.
Getting to write this comic continues to be a delight. Floyd and I have spent years reading such greats as Penny Arcade and PvP, and to join that pantheon, even if only as supplicants at the foot of the hallowed mountain, feels like good work. If you like what we’ve built, PLEASE let your friends (even your acquaintances) in on it. We’d love to have more people tuning in.