Cursed.

I'm convinced this comic is cursed, man! Home on the Strange never missed an update. Yet when we started discussing it, just before we went live... My X-Box died. It was as if the strip itself didn't want us to do research on Rock Band.

Then I had Clarion this summer, and for six weeks I was too busy to update. Avery was ready, Cat was there, I was just choked.

And now, Wednesday night, Avery had the art done, Cat and I had the scripts plotted out, and what happens? She sends it, it vanishes into the aether. My confirmation email on Thursday, where I went, "Hey, did you do the strip?" gets an affirmative, and the re-sent attachment doesn't arrive. Only today do we get it, even though everyone individually was set to go for Wednesday night.

Gah. You'll see what happens when we get to the end storyline, but I think the world does not want us to reveal the truth, man. It's worse. Worse than you know.