I will now be on thesewerharpy.blogspot.com

Brrr

There is a frigid, scared, excessively cautious Anglo-Saxon Protestant inside of me that is keeping me locked up in a kind of wintry isolation that nobody can reach, and every time I step out of it, I get hurt. But I'm sick of this cabin fever.

Chicago is so damn cold.

I love Joann Sfar. Check him out. I mean it. The fact that there exists in the world a graphic novel in French that's about agnostic klezmer musicians and beautiful girls with big asses makes me so happy.