I remember when the news was a thing my parents watched at 10PM. I remember when I had a pointless question, I never learned the answer. Recipes came from index cards. Was life better then? HAHAHAHA, no! But sometimes I do wonder what it’d be like to not share my brain with the gratification-addled squirrel who drives my fingers, often poorly and at 4AM, to a search engine to seek out way more information than is possible to shove into the rest of my brain.

Hello, everyone who found the comic at TCAF! So glad you stopped by!! While you’re here, don’t forget to check out my other webcomic, Eisner-award nominated slow-burn romance about two moms who fall in love!

TRANSCRIPT

(Single panel, a mock-up of a fictional search engine search bar, with search history visible, reading:)
miso salad dressing
end of school year 2025
who decides when it’s called a world war
bulk barn hours
drug prices differet [sic] countries
smart watch kids best
james webb black hole discovery
sabrina carpenter album cover
trump bomb iran
palestine red cross
ai yellow filter mutation
pearson air cananasd [sic] departurrs [sic] trerminal [sic]
crash out genz meaning