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Transcribed painstakingly from the charred remains of the original notes by: Leon Arnott
The author writes:
I have to tell you, readers, that there are just so many jokes and strip ideas that I have lost forever because I couldn't write them down before they floated out of my head. And they weren't just those dead-of-night, half-asleep ideas that don't hold scrutiny in the morning light. Some of them were so beautiful, so wondrous, that I was overcome with a great sense of loss when I realised that I couldn't remember them. My only solace is the mere hope that someday, my train of thought will stumble upon those lost ideas again, and, though I won't know that I had lost them before, I will keep them and give them form, as I failed to do long before.
This, then, explains why completing a strip like this one gladdens me so much: the knowledge that a truly excellent idea, such as today's, has been seized and revealed to the world. Now, I never have to worry about losing it, for it is now in your mind, and the minds of all of my readers. Nothing can take it away from us.