I was describing the search for intimacy to my therapist as being like a raffle in which losers get splinters shoved under their fingernails. That’s still a comparison with some validity, but this was what I wasn’t taking into account.
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The thing about me is that I don’t make dumb puns like this in real life. It comes out only here. If I hadn’t become a cartoonist I would never have known this particular thing about myself.
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Back in the day it was only “the type that might kill you” and “the type that probably won’t.” All those people walking around today with like hepatitis G are a bunch of posers.
If this exchange doesn’t make you see the appeal of lobotomy, you are either lacking in self-awareness or very much to be envied.
A different Walter Freeman today. That’s Doctor Three, son of lobotomist Walter, and no, I am not going to go to his laboratory in Berkeley and harass him, but I can’t help but fantasize. He seems like such a nice[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m not really dressing up as sexy Walter Freeman — this is a suggestion made by a reader in response to last week’s Halloween comic. But if you want to be sexy Walter Freeman, you’ll need a form-fitting lab coat,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Dr. King said, “We’ll wear you down by our capacity to suffer.” W. H. Auden said, “The habit-forming pain,/Mismanagement and grief:/We must suffer them all again.” They are both right today.
When I was a kid Halloween was for kids. Now that I’m an adult it’s evidently for adults. It’s following me.
Depressed teenagers need imaginary friends most of all. Did you have one?