Published by Borpo Deets (better known as Maximum Traffic) in 1996 in Butler, Pennsylvania. It is one letter-sized sheet of paper folded twice.
At first glance this looks like a jam with Max, since he did such a good job of lifting my style on the cover illustration. But no, this is 100% Max, commenting on one of my several long absences from the whole comix network.
Actually I really did snort, by accident, the ashes of a cremated person. But that story will wait for when I post the comic entitled How Two Ex-Presidents Went Up My Nose. Max also makes a reference to my many attempts to kill Morty the Dog.
I really like the way he drew the Obscuro Plaza. That's just how it looks, too. One of my favorite places to stay.
