You know what's the rage this year? ...Hats.

It's always better to leave the party early.

If you don't get a goodnight kiss, you get Kafka dreams.

I think hiccup cures were really invented for the amusement of the patient's friends.

I always think of "Popeye" and "Barney Google" as quintessential comic strips in that old rollicky, slapstick way we've sort of lost.

For no reason I can think of, I've wandered far astray. And that is how I got to where I find myself today.

The strips I admire go farther than a gag a day, and take us into a special world.