No comic today. Mocca Fest was a blast, but I’m like 10 steps past exhausted and also possibly have a mucus-breeding parasite living deep inside my brain. (His name is Jenkins and he likes smooth jazz. I hate him and plan to poison him to death with Dayquil.)
Thank you dearly to everyone who came out to say hi and maybe buy something. The fans (so many of you this year! And you were all so kind and polite and fun! We are so very, very lucky!), the fellow creators (making new friends and meeting old ones face-to-face for the first time is two different, but equally valid, ways to say “the best thing”), and the dark cabal of wizards lulling me to sleep with promises of even greater and less-deserved glory: You were all wonderful and amazing and vital, I am having difficulty expressing it in my current tired, shitted-up-with-joy state.
I will write clearer and better thank-yous and nice-time words later in the week. Thank you everyone for being the best.