Verbing weirds language.

What assurance do I have that your parenting isn't screwing me up?

Blustery cold days should be spend propped up in bed with a mug of hot chocolate and a pile of comic books.

I guess I just don't have the killer instinct that I think makes a great political cartoonist.

If you've ever compared a film to a novel it's based on, you know the novel gets bludgeoned. It's inevitable, because different media have different strengths and needs, and when you make a movie, the movie's needs get served.

Your fingernails are a joke, you've got no fangs, you can't see at night, your pink hides are ridiculous, your reflexes are nil, and you don't even have tails! Of course people aren't content! ... Now if tigers weren't content, that would be something to wonder about.

I still read newspaper comics, but without much hope for their future.