As the title of this post says, I think I must be crazy. It is shortly before 2:00 am, and I'm sitting up in the living room, because I can't sleep, because I'm having a creative fit. I discovered some years ago that I apparently have a recessive artistic temperament that usually resides in the proverbial closet, and sticks its head out on occasion - usually at the most inconvenient times. The dominant engineer in me often wonders just where in the blazes this recessive crazy artist-wanna-be came from. The grammar nazi in me is looking at that last sentence, and is bothered by ending it with a preposition, but doesn't feel like arguing with the aforementioned creative side, who doesn't like the way the grammatically correct version would sound. Anyway... where was I? Oh yes, I'm awake at 2:00 am, because I all of a sudden had a burning desire to seriously consider fiddling around with a new comic, despite the fact that said comic series has not been updated in NEARLY A DECADE. While I like to think that I am usually a logical, consistent, analytical person... sometimes I just don't get me.