Long-time self-proclaimed web guru, PR flack and failed architect. Former professor.
Manager of corporate communications for Amway. Occasional freelancer. Laughable gardener.
Proud husband and father of two girls that will cost me my life savings and send me to a pauper's grave if the ticking time bomb inside my brain doesn't kill me first.
Beer and bourbon drinker. Soccer buff. Defender of all things Cleveland.
Has launch codes. $1B OBO.
Speaking of web comics, if you haven't caught onto Goats, then you're just stupid.
It's worth every penny. Like, when you find a penny and it's lucky. No, not the UBC kind.
Not that you are. I can't believe you don't know what Goats is. Anybody that's anybody does. Public radio, man, they know. That's like the government and stuff. Mind control. Satanic chickens.
Jon is, like, dude. And he likes beer and aliens and stuff.
Denis Leary was right after all. Sort of.
A web comic strip explains in simple ink why there is no single "cure" for cancer, at least not in the traditional sense. So stop pretending there is one.
And if you don't read comics, then ask a geek. If anything, you'll better understand what cancer actually is.
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