Anybody noticing my twitter feed has already heard my “harumphing” and grumbling about the new webcomics.com subscription which, if you’re not A) a webcomic artist or B) a voracious webcomic reader probably means next to nothing to you.

But that’s okay.

What is important is that I’m gradually getting my blogging groove back, I’ll have to, seeing that Mr. Price is stuck with another potentially busy semester of school (*pfft* school) this time up in Washington D.C.

Though I must admit I’m a little jealous, the D.C. area is awesome.

But alas, thus are the sacrifices and trials of an early webcomic.

Regardless, this is the year two thousand and ten, sans flying cars or sentient robots. This is the year of many great opportunities, many difficult decisions, excessive and destructive mistakes. This is another year to be alive my friends, to read and create stories, to share your life with people and generally do that human thing we all seem to do whether we want to or not.

In the year 2010, we, the Garage Raja tale-crafters are forsworn to only give you the best story we can muster from our collective imaginations. And we’re doing it, by god.

Just don’t be a stranger!