I sometimes feel bad for anyone who reads all my comics in order. I didn’t really have a defined style or feel until after the first hundred or two comics. Looking at all the notes I’ve written down for the comic since I’ve began, it’s easy to see I had no direction early on. Most of my joke ideas were just random weird stuff I wrote down for the sake of having a list of possible comics I could make someday. Some of them managed to make some classic moments, but others formed that weird section of the FIniverse that has no real place anywhere else.

At the very least, I can give some of my lesser ideas a nice sendoff and thank them for their services, however little they were. They exist in my fictional world too in one way or another.