Annals of Not Getting It

I tweeted a Jack Handey joke (great comedian behind Deep Thoughts and some of the best SNL sketches) and got this response from a "Father, husband/ lover, socialist, philosopher, storyteller, servant of the living God, follower of Jesus Christ and believer in a global commonwealth."

Gigantic Minotaur Bags

If you are like me, you've spent many years thinking "What would my life be like if I owned a tote bag with an image of a minotaur posing like Raymond Carver? Would I be happier? More friendly at work? Eat better, more locally sourced food?" Well, now we can find out, together.

Gigantic organic cotton tote bags. These are seriously high-quality, big and usable. Same price as our popular mammoth totes.

my head is filled with Nietzsche? (Asterios Polyp)

Reading Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli this week, I pretty much lost it when I got to this panel:

Valentine's Day Special: Franz Kafka's Love Letters

First off, over at Tin House I wrote about my favorite Franz Kafka story, The Judgment. Secondly, I was recently asked to take part in a dead love letter reading and decided to read some of Franz Kafka's love letters to his on-again off-again fiancé Felice Bauer.


Now, you probably know Kafka as a fairly lighthearted author who wrote whimsical stories about talking bugs and zany bureaucrats. However, these love letters reveal something of a darker, more tortured side that was hidden from the public eye.


Since I couldn't find these letters online and hand typed them for the reading, I thought I'd post my favorite two here for Valentine's day. Reproduced in full:

Post-Apocalyptic Grammy Awards

Another successful Grammy Awards went off without a hitch tonight. Here's a sneak peak at what future Grammy Awards might hold.

Grammys, Kanye West, Nicki Minaj, Thom Yorke, Bjork

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A chicken stuffed in a duck inside a turkey inside an ostrich inside an edible wax model dodo inside a fossilized pterodactyl hidden inside a statue of Horus in a secret room in the Temple of Edfu.

Comic #4: Bad Date

My fourth comic. This one is big, so it is all after the break. (Previous comics: #3, #2, #1.)

RIP Dorothea Tanning

Max Ernst and Dorothea Tanning (1948)

"Art has always been the raft onto which we climb to save our sanity. I don't see a different purpose for it now."

-Dorothea Tanning

Dorothea Tanning, the oldest living Surrealist at the age of 101, passed away the other day. She published her first novel and books of poems in her 90s. She was married to Max Ernst from 1946 to his death in 1976. She spent the last few decades of her long life in New York.

She ruled.

A few of her works: