What? It’s still better than me sleeping in my own van, right? And there’s probably a slightly lower chance of finding a severed body part than at your average Red Roof Inn.

(Historical Notes: So, yeah, the whole idea for ConCONcon comics originally was to do stuff waaaaay more wacky and surreal than I could do in normal comics… which quickly turned out to be a totally pointless endeavor, since there’s not really anything I can’t do in regular comics if I don’t want to.  I mean, I regularly draw myself interacting with imaginary talking animal things.  Turns out reality isn’t that important to a reality-based comic.)