And this is how the Saga of the Television ends! I knew the 300th strip was coming up, and I wanted to tell a story that didn't feel like a story at first and that worked within the boundaries of a gag a day strip, but that would subtly become a true story by the end. I don't know how succesful it was, but it felt good to stretch my artistic wings. Some people loved it, some people hated it, just like the strip in general, actually. That's a caveat of the artistic endeavor I hadn't foreseen when I began: given some time, some people will want to lynch you, and some people will want to marry you. All I was thinking about was practicing: I began this comic on afternoon in June as an exercise in style, I wanted to draw something with the simplicity and effectiveness of Patrick McDonell's Mutts, not knowing the effect it would have on me. It's not cutting edge or artistically flawless, but it's undoubtedly a very unashamed window of self expression for its author (you know, me?) I am what you read here, I'm Katie and Ship and Laurie. I suppose some things could be done differently, but then that wouldn't be me, would it? (Hey, at least the strip is on time every day, I've never been this disciplined about anything before.) It's funny just what the epitome of me turned out to be, if you knew me, you wouldn't think this goofy guy is the same guy that writes all those melancholic jokes, but that's just a pose. The goofy guy is truly melancholic all the time. But anyway, I can't possibly thank you, and I know I've said this often, but if it wasn't for your support, in all its different varities, I'd probably be at the bottom of a lake today, instead of being glad I drew a sheep one day in June. Now go to bed, Adis!