That’s the best kind of cooking. Hey, the South introduced me to gumbo, and supports my love of fried chicken too.

You can also partially shuck corn, leaving the husks away from the cob but attached at the bottom (remove silk), wrap it in bacon (not the maple kind), cover again with the husks, wrap in aluminum foil, and toss in the oven. Barely needs any butter.

Southern cooking is so tasty and deadly.

It’s rhyming slang for ‘wrong’ as in ‘it’s all gone Pete Tong’.

Also, if you can manage to play good music at a reasonable volume, you hate your music, and cannot comprehend obsession with music. Music is made to be loud, be mozart or metallica, indie or rap.

I plan to die nearly-deaf at a live show, listening to a band that isn’t too horrible at all, and have a giant something fall on me before my hearing is overcome to the absent ringing of my mind getting lost.

Still, it is a typical view I’ve encountered recently: Deafness = stupidity

And thanks, the support has far outweighed the assholes.

anyway i feel for you adam.

First thing: I don’t appreciate you calling me retarded. In fact, I don’t appreciate you calling anyone retarded.

Second thing: You misunderstand the problem. I can only listen to music ‘blaringly loud’, because if it is at normal volume I can’t hear it. That’s the thing with being deaf.

But thanks for your advice.

Sir Jorge – Thank you too… I was checking out your blog earlier and loved your idea for The Mexican Mountain Dew Monster. We don’t really get MD in the UK but the colour and caffeine levels are legendary.

Mike – Ta. And thanks for bringing the Nakagin Capsule Tower to my attention… how cool is that? Such a shame they’re taking it down.

Golfwidow – I doubt I’ll be able to give up music either, unless I’m forced into it. It might suck going deaf, but going blind would really scare me… No more comics, not being able to see my loved ones or television. Fortunately, my sister can sign and I’ll be getting her to help me out, not only in case I go completely deaf, but just because recently I’ve realised how important it is to be able to communicate with people of different abilities. In the mean time though I will be carrying around a pad a pen (as always) so people can write things down if I’m in a busy place.

Joseph – I suppose I need to find my audio equivelent of bacon-wrapped breaded chicken (that does sound good btw. If I ever make one, I’ll name it the ‘Hewitt’). Thanks for the plug too! No matter how much I enjoy webcomicing, my heart will alway be in print.

If I were about to lose my hearing, the last song I’d listen to would probably be “Song For a Girl Who Has One” by Too Much Joy, just because it’s catchy and I could count on it to stick in my head for a while. If I had known beforehand that I was losing my gall bladder, I would have had bacon-wrapped breaded chicken one last time… every day for a month.

BTW, I pitched your book on Wednesday’s page.

Would I keep listening to music? At as low a volume as I could whilst still being able to hear it, yes. I love it too much to give it up.