I was drawn to this split because I’ve been a longtime fan of Mitch Clem. This was Clem’s first crack at producing a daily strip and it does not disappoint. Cleverer than he gives himself credit for—even when overwhelmed by responsibilities or weak and bedridden—Clem delivers satisfying and often self-deprecating punch lines in every strip. Flip the zine over and you’re greeted by Ben Snake Pit’s contributions. I find myself enamored with the idea of consistently chronicling my day to day; I’ve never had the discipline to fill a diary. Ben Snakepit’s thirteen-year dedication completely blows me away. No gimmicks, no added fluff, the strips are simply his everyday life. He is able to convey the human experience through simple drawings of mischievous winks, clenched fists, and meticulously drawn piles of poop. –Ashley Ravelo (Silver Sprocket, 1057 Valencia St., SF, CA 94110, silversprocket.net)