Ever Wished That Calvin and Hobbes Creator Bill Watterson Would Return to the Comics Page? Well, He Just Did.

This is so stinking brilliant. I love Calvin and Hobbes and this is fantastic.

Pearls Before Swine

Bill Watterson is the Bigfoot of cartooning.

He is legendary. He is reclusive. And like Bigfoot, there is really only one photo of him in existence. 

Few in the cartooning world have ever spoken to him. Even fewer have ever met him.

In fact, legend has it that when Steven Spielberg called to see if he wanted to make a movie, Bill wouldn’t even take the call.

So it was with little hope of success that I set out to try and meet him last April.

I was traveling through Cleveland on a book tour, and I knew that he lived somewhere in the area. I also knew that he was working with Washington Post cartoonist Nick Galifianakis on a book about Cul de Sac cartoonist Richard Thompson’s art.

So I took a shot and wrote to Nick. And Nick in turn wrote to Watterson.

And the meeting…

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LINK: Seeing earth from the International Space Station

Yeah, this has been going around on Facebook, but I wanted to couple it with a Carl Sagan quote:

(I would look at earth from the International Space Station first).

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.” 


― Carl SaganPale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

LINKSHARE: Fire, photos & raspberries

It’s been a busy week–first furiously writing a paper for school, then recovering from the marathon writing session and resting up for another weekend of studying.  But I’ve come across some interesting things in my internet journeys, things I want to remember to share with people.

Oh, and this image came through the intern and junior staff lunch invitation email today, and I couldn’t resist.

April25th

FROM NPR: Music that burns, literally, by Robert Krulwich (4.23.2014)
Pyromusic–fire that responds

FROM SUPERCHIEF: 80 photos from Old New York (1970’s-1989) (11.8.2011)
An old post, but the photos are still one of my favorite collections.  A lot of graffiti.

FROM WIKIPEDIA: Where the phrase “blowing a raspberry” comes from
My officemate and I had a whole discussion about this and she knew this, so I’m sharing (I think it’s funny)

Have a great weekend.  I’ll be writing a paper and preparing a video presentation.