What a weird dream! I was Las Vegas with Harvey Pekar… oh… wait. I AM in Las Vegas with Harvey Pekar! Here we are in line at LAX this morning, just before Harvey was detained and frisked by security on account of his hip replacement.
Thank you all so much for the magnificent digressions on the last post. Sorry I kinda disappeared. I’ve been working on a review for the New York Times Book Review–a graphic review of a regular book! I’m not sure when it’s coming out, but I’ll keep you posted. And I just took a short road trip to Colby College in Maine, about which I was compelled to create this little slide show for you.
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I’m home in Vermont after a three-day jaunt to the midwest, and look what happened while I was gone! The woods are aflame.
I carted State By State on my trip with me, which Read the rest of this entry »
Here’s the cat walking across my keyboard as I was writing this very long, rambling post to make up for the fact that I’ve been such a slacker here.
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Doesn’t this look like the Hall of Prophecies in Harry Potter? It’s the University of Minnesota archives, a network of earthquake-proof vaults 125 feet below the surface of the earth. Read the rest of this entry »
My talk at Rutgers last night was attended by a huh-uuuge crazy crowd of 400 people. They were all really amped up, and it was nice, but a little overwhelming. Read the rest of this entry »
Thanks for all your compelling ideas about visual storytelling in the last post. What an excellent and oddly synchronistic conversation, given my recent activities.
Here I am having dinner with Chris Ware and Lynda Barry after our PEN/Faulkner panel on Friday. The guy with the camera is Dan Raeburn, who moderated the discussion. You can’t tell from this picture that my brain is exploding in a spasm of Read the rest of this entry »
My cat is displaying some drawing promise.
I’m getting ready to go to DC later this week to be on a panel with Chris Ware and Lynda Barry.
That’s about all I have to report. Oh. Except last night I had a dream that Hillary Clinton asked me to be her press secretary. I didn’t feel very prepared, but she sent me out to handle a press conference anyway and I pretty much flubbed it. I think this is about my anxiety about the thing with Ware & Barry. Or…? What do you think?
