Last night I went to sleep with my contacts in, something I almost never do, even when napping, because it makes my eyes all skritchy and sore. When I first got contacts at age 14, my optometrist used to encourage me to go to sleep with the lenses in — this was in the days […]

Last night, I convinced D. to stay up past 1:00 a.m. watching Showgirls — he’d never experienced that particular glorious trainwreck, and I hadn’t seen it in forever. (For some reason, I thought I remembered a pillow fight between Showgirl and that seamstress, but I must be thinking of something else.) Not even halfway through, […]

Speaking of comics, can somebody please, please tell me what is supposed to be going on in this cartoon? I consider myself fairly culturally literate and politically aware, but dag, that thing is weirding me out greatly.
Thank you.
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From pixie on 06/08/04

Many of Ronald Regan’s movies were Westerns. So at a guess, I’d say it’s […]

Crawl into bed with the new McSweeney’s and spend the next six or seven hours reading comics, essays about comics, and more comics. I’m all aflutter about the dust jacket alone — an entire two-page fold-out spread where Chris Ware takes over the funny pages of my local newspaper. It makes me salivate. I saw […]

There’s not much that sucks more than returning to work after 10 days of vacation. The moraine of emails to sift through, respond to, and feel guilty about. Repeating over and over how my trip was when nice people ask. Meetings, oh God, the meetings. Not being able to have a frosty Abita at lunch. […]