A good comic marred by a number of production issues. One of these days I would really like to do a piece on how we create our comics. It’s still a little rough around the edges, but when it works, it really works. Or at least, we’d like to think it does. We could be better, but who could not? I am sure one of these days we’ll find our voice. If we never do, then we can just be a comic about two people who struggle to find direction. That is, at least, relateable, I think. Dick jokes and direction. I like it.