Well, that was officially the longest break I have ever taken between posts/comics/panels/pleas for help. It ran from, roughly, August until five minutes ago. It's January already! Damn!
I'm not sure why these temporary breaks happen. I guess I'll just put it down to being cranky. When I work, I am less cranky. When I don't do anything, I get more cranky. And that crankiness created a spiral and a feedback loop onto itself and, the next thing I knew, it was the 29th birthday of Abbott and Gooseberry on November 8. We're coming up on THIRTY YEARS of incompetence, blank stares, quiet disapproval, and unfunny panels smeared with Photoshop goo. What's the deal, man?
As our friend Farmer Butt says, fuck that shit!
Shit. Now I have to draw a bear.