Not for the faint of art. |
Okay, yes, it's been nearly a month since I've posted here. Sorry about that. I had it in my head that if I didn't blog, I'd write more stuff that I could - you know - publish. Well, that didn't work out so well. Anyway, on to the actual reason I'm posting now: Long-time readers will know that I'm a huge fan of the now-classic "Calvin and Hobbes" comic. I spent all my winter-solstice-holiday money a few years back on the hardcover collected complete edition, and the next three months reading them and laughing my ass off. Hell, C&H even inspired a story of mine:
It's well-known that Bill Watterson, the mastermind behind the greatest comic of all time (except for maybe Pogo), is a rather private person, content to collect his royalties in seclusion. I imagine him sitting atop a pile of gold coins, cackling madly (because that's what *I* would do). But now, on the 15-year anniversary of the (timely and appropriate) end of C&H, he poked his head out of his treasure lair for an interview. http://www.cleveland.com/living/index.ssf/2010/02/bill_watterson_creator_of_belo... This part is my favorite: How soon after the U.S. Postal Service issues the Calvin stamp will you send a letter with one on the envelope? Immediately. I'm going to get in my horse and buggy and snail-mail a check for my newspaper subscription. Classic. Absolutely classic. Oh yeah, and my wife is going to have brain surgery this afternoon. |