The Fugue Had A Purpose

And apparently, that purpose was fighting off a cold.

This week, the old immune system is making a valiant effort to stave off the onslaught of Cold and Flu Season. Fortunately, it's doing a good enough job that I'm just feeling off rather than downright miserable, but off is enough to make doing a decent comic page the equivalent of running a marathon barefoot. I'm not much for running barefoot on asphalt, so no comic page again this week.

I do feel bad when I skip weeks. I really do. I know I have readers, and that they actually enjoy the comic. But the fact that I DO have readers makes me really not want to scribble out some piece of crap that should never see the light of cyberspace and make them suffer through that.

Some people would say any page is better than no page. I disagree.

This is why I need a buffer. I sense a New Year's resolution in the making, there.