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Art is the most amazing stuff on the planet, bar none. The sheer power that it has to convey feeling is unparalleled by anything. For me, it's more powerful than words.

It seems like a logical progression that I would be drawn (ha.) to any art I can get my grubby little hands on in galleries, museums, art classes, libraries, graphic novels, and web comics. For those of you not in the know, I am a webcomic dork. The variety of both style and story is boggling and for the most part, they’re free.

It didn't really hit me until I realized that somehow I'd progressed to having daily folders of pretty links to check. I was sitting there, happily clicking away on the "Monday" folder, when it hit me that I was spending faaaaar too much time looking at these stories online. (Yes, even with the Ethernet.)

So today, instead of going to work, which I ought, or doing my homework, which I really ought, I am culling the lookable files. It makes me a little sad to stop reading some of them. Most are comics that I invested hours in reading archives over a 28.6 modem, some I've had around for years, but lots of these I find myself no longer caring about. With so many options, I'm no longer going to put up with bad art or stupid plot lines.

( Those that didn't make the cut )

( Those that did. )

I notice making the list, that my tastes have moved from the indiscriminate to the intelli. I don't understand the half the stories on keeper list, but it doesn't matter, because the ambiente is strong enough that it doesn't need logic.

I wonder if I had a point writing this.

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Am I yet again the last person on Earth to find out about this website? If so, how come none of you ever tell me about these things?

(On the off chance that I wasn't the only person who didn't know about this site, it's an odd sort of collection of poetry. It's arranged so that every day they feature a different poet, and a few of their poems. Today it's a blues influenced, free verse writing man named Kevin Young. His book is called "Jelly Roll: A Blues." Oh, rock on. Also, they quote Billy Collins on the index page. <3)

*hides face in hands*

I have just purchased a domain name.

I can hear that last wall of dorkdom just crumbling in the background. Next thing you know I'll be cosplaying and the world will end.

Regardless, what does anyone in the world out there know about hosts? I am looking for something, simple and cheap, I really don't need much.