I was practicing

Drawing myself looking sad.

Then I added balloon bodies with flippers?

I put my back out today at work

I was just sitting there, fretting, when it suddenly seized up.

When I got home I lay down on the floor and Greg performed some amateur chiropracty on me. During which I had a good view of the too-seldom-visited lower-left corner of the bookcase:

Instead of getting up and making supper I chose a book to read:

By our friend Seth.

Featuring Greg's arm holding a stick in the "Do it Yourself Section":

And many other interesting craft projects.

Sometimes, lying on the floor reading a book is the best thing to do.

Mad Magazine

As you may recall, my friend gave me a bunch of old Mad magazines from the 1980s.

I rediscovered Dave Berg!!

"The Lighter Side of..."

It's just SO WEIRD.

Their faces, their clothing, their bodies . . . I was FASCINATED with them when I was a kid reading my brother's magazines.

Wouldn't you be?

(He also got Home Boy.)

Officially

It is sandal season at the rooftop bar.

It's sad

But when I saw these colored bendy straws, in my head I went, "Wheeeeeeeeeee"!

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Good-bye old shoes

Thank you for your service. I was once very excited to own you.

(I'm finally putting them out on the curb.)

What's for lunch?

Upside down chicken dinner!

I used to be quite small

That's me in the checked skirt, eatin' plums with my brother and sisters.

Greg

He surveilled a dog.

Good job Greg!

Yes

Why NOT bundle twigs together with masking tape? Why NOT throw the bundle onto an old sock?

I made this!

Even the crust was delicious!!

Trash

In the can by my side of the bed.

Is it your birthday?

I found you a chair.

Trash

Aw. No longer wanted.

At least he has his broom and his pipe, though.

A big slice o' cake

It sure improves a coffee break.

Greg birthday presents!

That is correct: Seattle Seahawks wrapping paper (only for very special occasions).

Asparagus

Put it on pizza!

No dice

I left these books in my bike basket all day, hoping someone would take them.

Nope.

I have another copy of Lord Jim, and I just read Sandman (once was enough).

Dog surveillance

They have replaced the dog.

With a fake dog?!?!?!?!?!?

I hope the li'l guy is OK!

Shoes

For a playboy.

Classy.

Pilfering instinct

This morning as I was rifling through the laundry pile looking for my yoga clothes, I heard a loud jingling from the pocket of Greg's pants.

I thought "AW YEAHHHHH," and I immediately snatched the coins and stuffed them in my pocket.

I am not sure why, ezzackly—I JUST WANTED THEM.

Later I gave them to a panhandler on the subway.

SPECIAL TREAT!!

"You really know how to live," said Greg.

(I do love prunes.)

Last night

First this:

Then this:

Freaky scene, man.

Literary reference

If you have read The Worshipful Lucia, by E. F. Benson, you will know why I laughed when I saw this bottle at an art opening on the weekend.

Greg's studio

I basically love it.

He's been making bird drawings!

New friend

 Hi buddy.

Sorry I dropped you.

Spotted last night

 

That is correct.

R. Batman.

Found today

A very cool piece of ephemera in a Fall 1984 Mad Magazine!

My friend Pat gave me a stack of old Mads, and I have been reading them all—it's quite a trip. I used to read my brother's when I was a kid.

Pat buys them online; he uses the fold-outs on the inside back covers to make awesome little paintings.