That last line is probably groan-inducing, but I kinda like the cheese-worthiness of it, so I’m keeping it.

You know how they — whoever “they” are — suggest to “write what you know?” With this strip, I’ve decided to go the opposite way, and write about gangs and drugs and football. Oh, and dream states, spirituality and demonology. Because, you know, why not?

For those of you who have stuck with us from the beginning, thank you. And for those who’ve complained about the lack of supporting cast and/or the diminishing emo-ness of The Utopian, well, hang tight. This race to the finish line is going to be a wild ride, and everyone’s coming along.