Thursday's strip is the last of 2005, and it's a double-sized doozy to make up for the missing Tuesday strip. We're coming into the last couple of weeks of the Infinite Typewriters storyline here, and I'm eager to wrap it all up after eight solid months of balls-out action and weirdness.
Thanks to all of you who've hung in there and said such wonderfully encouraging things. I hope you enjoy the rest of it.
What's everyone doing for New Years Eve? I will be partying with professional cowboy-poet Jeff Rowland and goading hobos to fight for whiskey. Ah, tradition.
