1 Steve: {sitting up in his hospital bed} Terry? 2 Terry: Steve! You're awake! 3 Steve: Yeah, I'm apples. How's the croc? 3 Terry: He died, Steve. 4 Steve: Crikey! Global warming is worse than we thought!

Wouldn't you know it, this strip that I made nearly a month ago was the strip queued up for today, the day that Steve Irwin has died.

I feel weird, like I've created some strange alternate reality where Steve Irwin has woken up in a hospital bed, rather than now being the subject of grief and obituaries.

I'd swap my moderate success with this comic for that other reality in an instant.