For many reasons, but here’s a new one: our stoatlike Republican governor just signed a transgender identity bill. Thanks to everyone who worked so hard to make this happen.
As if the home movies weren’t enough, now I’m going to start in with my dreams. Last night I dreamed I met Hergé! Only he was just a boy…in fact, he was Tintin. He was signing books, doing drawings in each one. I watched him in astonishment. His hand would move maniacally, almost involuntarily, across the page and in a few seconds, there it was–a perfect, highly detailed drawing.
It was awe-inspiring and depressing at the same time because it was clear to me that this was a kind of superhuman power I did not possess and never would.
I might have forgotten all about the dream, but then at breakfast I opened the latest New Yorker and there’s a big illustrated piece in it about Tintin! Apparently Steven Spielberg and Peter Jackson are going to make three Tintin movies.
Why do they have to make movies of everything?
It was such a lovely evening here I had to make another installment of my Wild Kingdom documentary series.
Oh, and here’s something I keep meaning to mention. The Comics Curmudgeon made a nice passing reference to my work recently. He began a post about “amusing ancillary details” in various recent editorial cartoons with the comment, “Dykes To Watch Out For creator Alison Bechdel once described her urge to put little, almost invisible details in her comics as arising from horror vacui, which must be a common cartoonist affliction.” You can read the whole thing here on Wonkette. I couldn’t find it on the Comics Curmudgeon’s own site for some reason. I don’t understand how all this stuff works. But that’s okay because I’m not a blogger. If you don’t know the Comics Curmudgeon, you should. I have particular respect for his insights into my favorite daily strip, Mark Trail.