History of me, conclusion.

I was visiting my brother in Oklahoma, hanging out at his apartment and discussing weighty matters (and not so weighty matters). He has always taken a lot of interest in my 'career' as a cartoonist, and usually gives good advice: this time the advice was golden. He told me that I should start a webcomic. I liked the idea, and we decided to begin one together: The Voyages of the Hale-Bopp. I also at that time to begin a 'lame side-project' with zero expectations, just for fun: it was going to be for fun, and 'hale-bopp' was the serious project. I entitled the side-project 'Lewis's Life'. I had been messing with Lewis and a cast of characters in a much more conventional four-panel manner, but I decided that, given the unbelieveable power of the net, why constrict myself to four little panels??? So I rolled with it. Lewis quickly became the main project, and the rest, as they say, is history.

And as the history joke goes- a Bank Robber walked into a bank and pointed his gun in the teller's face and said "Gimme all the money in your drawer, or you're geography!"
"Don't you mean History?" She said.
"Don't change the subject!"
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Buh-boom ching!
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