Posted 12:00, 23rd July 2005

Well, this is it. There's no turning back now. Life on the Fourth Floor is officially on-line. As it's our first week, I'm essentially working into a silent, airless vacuum, which should come in handy when it's time to clean the carpet.

However, I digress, gentle reader. The fact is we're going to be together for some time now, so in order for us to have an honest and open relationship, there are some things you should know about me.

It certainly is lonely out here, with so few visits. So very cold and lonely. This is where you come in, reader. Don't let me suffer alone. If you like the strip or even if you don't, tell all your friends and family about it. E-mail the address to everyone on your contact list. Tell strangers you see in the street. Flood forums, message boards and chat rooms. Have the address tattooed into the skin of your forehead so that all who see you can come here. If you have a web-site of your own and would like to help me plant a Google bomb, the word we're using is "comic". I'll be number one on the list by the end of the year, I'm sure.

Right now, it's three comics a week. I'd update more regularly but there's no point in putting all that work in if no-one's going to see it, is there? Once I get a significant number of page-views, I promise I'll boost my output. Seriously.

Therefore, telling everybody about Life on the Fourth Floor = more comic goodness! Everybody wins. Unless you hate the comic, in which case you should send me some hate-mail. The e-mail thing works a little differently here. It's part of an experiment I'm doing: creating a hybrid of a forum and e-mail, retaining all the good points of both and eliminating all the bad points. It's a genetically modified form of being opinionated. Pure genius!

In other news, I had my first job interview on Bastille Day. I don't know what that signifies.

"As the horrendous Black Beast lunged forward, escape for Arthur and his knights seemed hopeless. When, suddenly, the animator suffered a fatal heart attack. The cartoon peril was no more. The Quest for the Holy Grail could continue."

Monty Python and the Holy Grail