When I first found a copy of GDT's 30th anniversary edition, I felt like I had slipped between the seams of reality. After all, I had only heard whispers of the then-extinct Gracies Dinnertime Theatre, and there lay a freshly printed copy of it in the SHED, a whopping thirty-something pages long, and being resolutely ignored by everyone around me.

Inside its pages, I found a whole new world, one where the cruel absurdity of life was not just acknowledged but embraced, not just embraced but celebrated. With a depressing comic about rabbits breeding themselves to extinction, a tale of robot maids who malfunctioned told through reddit threads, and a centerfold map highlighting the location of Nabraska, what wasn't there to love? (The map of Nabraska, actually. It was the one joke I completely didn't understand in that issue) By reading it, I had become part of it; I was in-the-know that GDT was back, baby!

I knew GDT had found me, somehow, and I decided, just as GDT itself did, to embrace the absurdism of my position. And hoo boy, that got us far. It got eight issues written and published in just as many weeks, it got me to become the chief lore-creator on Nabraska, it got us a Discord server of several dozen fans, writers, printer daemons. It got us a community.

That's the truth behind GDT: it has the power to create its own reality. So, I invite you to fall between the cracks dear reader, and find out what the world could be.

Welcome to Nabraska.