I only wish I had an actual use for a PDA.

I’m often at odds with the fact that in order to provide something better for people, you have to be better at business. Rather, apply business models to whatever you’re doing. A hobby you can do whenever you want. When you start a business, that casual atmosphere goes away. Merging the two is difficult, and sacrifices must be made.

Right now, we’re at the point that we’re still technically a hobby. We’re a three step plan where we have no fucking clue what step two is. Step one we got. Step three we know. The elusive middle plateau is a mystery, and we’re groping around in the shadows, searching. We’re getting it, slowly.

In the mean time, we’re doing our best to avoid the shit-fest that so many other comics tend to start or become. The only miscarried babies you’ll find here are the demon-spawn, substance abusing, politically incorrect ones that happen to be the shamanistic prophets of the Old Spirits, gods before gods. Oh yeah, we just went there. Consider that causeway treaded, that road walked.

Prepare, friends.

I’d really like to report something other then my increasing Diablo II addiction, but I can’t. My only hope is fast becoming for Blizzard to release something so universally accepted that literally, every single person I know will be playing it, and I won’t have to feel guilty about it.

There has to be a Starcraft MMO in the works. Only it has the power to rip both Ling and myself from the clutches of our respective and preferred vices. We need something more potent and amazing then anything we’ve seen before.

Godspeed, Blizzard.

- Leo