Reassembled from partial quotes in archived forum messages by: Treehugger
The author writes:
So they delivered the internet to my place recently, and it was a bit bigger than I expected. So I put everything in the bin that I found bad. Then everything I found rude. Then everything I didn't find particularly interesting. Then everything which wouldn't fit on the half shelf I'd reserved for it in our broom cupboard.
So from now on, the internet is a few dozen pages about spot welding, flower arranging and needlepoint, a photo album of various seagull eggs, and the web presence of this comic. It's perhaps not the best internet that could have been, but a great improvement over the previous state.