Hey, Chochachos!

It's been over a month, yipes. It's just, things have been crazy, you know? Midterms, going home, spending Easter with Jesus - it's just been a lot. I even had an idea for a post a few weeks back, I thought, yeah, I'll come back, write this up, present it like a new gift to all of my friends, it'll be a good time. Then 'Time' magazine stole my idea. Swear to God, I even had a "the only thing the Internet has had a greater impact on than comics is porn" joke in there too. It's like 'Time' magazine is in my head (which is actually a delusion I've suffered from since they hired Joel Stein, but I digress). So then, I thought, maybe I could write up the food aspect of it, but no, Salon had me beat. And you know, so did Chow (home of the most obscure drinks on the internet). And then when 'B.C.' artist Johnny Hart died, I thought, "Hey why don't I use the occasion of his death to make fun of his terrible pun based humour and simultaenously pimp Christ Onstad?". Thanks alot, Huffington Post.

So, yeah. Anyways, read Achewood. It is a good time.