On Shameless Self-Plugging

I hate doing this, but I have to bring myself to do it once in order to placate the ravenous exposure bunnies grazing through my head. (They feed on wild grasses and self-loathing.)

I have a webcomic. When my rants need visual elements, they usually end up there. If interest ever gets high enough, I will also be plugging t-shirt designs, one pictured in today's update. I assume this is how people make a living off the internet. They begin by having under-appreciated art, which they then plug as being already established in a new, more literary artistic endeavor. Eventually, they move everything to one server, pay out the butt, and then whine about my inability to sell enough shirts to afford my rent.

Aahh, the magic of the arts.