I had a very diametrically opposite set of parents.

I went to an art school in Brooklyn and painted Fine Art, if thats what youd call it for eight years in New York, until I saw the first underground comics in the East Village Other.

Vegetarianism can easily reach religious proportions. Refraining from meat on moral grounds serves to dignify feelings of guilt toward sad-eyed, furry creatures and substitutes righteousness for squeamishness.

Their scrambled attention spans struck me as a metaphor for the way we get our doses of reality these days.

I always thought of Levittown as a joke.

Looking back Little Lulu was an early feminist, but at the time I just thought she was a really feisty developed comic strip character.

Everyone says how Calvin and Hobbes is about a real kid, to me there's nothing real about it; it's an adult using a kid's body as a mouthpiece.