I am writing this post and putting it into the system ahead of time because I am literally too dumb to understand what is about to happen with these flights and time and so forth. I know the strip is about Kill Team, but only because I put it in the database already. The backend and its precious numbers are like a buoy I am desperately clinging to.

The archive is absolutely full of strange poetry regarding this bizarre and confusing state, one which involves climbing into a bullet and being fired from Los Angeles to Melbourne. It used to be really scary, flights of all kinds did, until I started flying with my eldest child; they have so much anxiety just generally that I learned to be okay with flying so as not to add to it. Now, in the luminous place Death once ruled, airplanes are the only time I can fully relax. The subtext seems to be that I'm okay whenever I'm not on Earth. Which would be fine if I didn't, like… live there.

But! Some of these strips are really cool, borne of the confusion and stress at the time of their manufacture. For example:

- A three strip opus about an Ambien-fueled, mid-air snake orgy,

- An attempt by Myself to sample these forbidden delights,

- A KStraub collab, drawn on stage at the show,

- And one from the very beginning of the PAX Aus show, one that warns of a terrible danger.

Sometime soon - the 7th to the 9th of October, whenever THAT is - PAX Aus returns. Still plenty of time to satisfy your Pin Quest, only recently revealed. 3-Days and Saturdays are sold out, but Sunday is still on the platter. I'll see you there! Theoretically!!!

(CW)TB out