Matt Johnson graduated from Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo in June of 2008 with a degree in "The Business of Entertainment Writing," which is really just an imaginary degree that he pitched to the school in lieu of taking all of the difficult classes. But, not quite yet willing to take on the "real world" with a degree he couldn't even explain to himself, he decided to sit around his parents house for a while and type words into his laptop telling his Mom and Dad that he was "working on a book," scaring the shit out of them with the idea that he'd be forever "crafting his art" in his room, eating their food and growing a beard and gaining weight and using his contentions against "social conformity" and "The Man" to rationalize his devastation. But then he got a job trying on pants, so he couldn't gain weight. And then, in a surprise ending (or, rather, a surprise beginning), he finished that book he was working on. And that's why there's this website. The book is full of things he's enjoyed and thought about, and he wrote it for you to enjoy and think about, and hardly any reason beyond that. Please, feel free.