The Wolves in the Walls

Looks like Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean have produced another disturbing children's book. Alas, it appears to $16.99 for a 56 page book. I love Neil Gaiman's writing and Dave McKean's art, but I just can't justify $17 for this thing. Looks like I'm waiting for A) Softcover, or B) Christmas.

Come Talk to People Who Hate You!

I got woken up this morning by someone checking to make sure my contact info is up to date, because our 10 year high school reunion is coming up. I wish I'd been more awake for this call. You see, I didn't react with quite the level of enthusiasm the caller was looking for, and just sort of remained neutral and reticent. If I'd been more awake, I could have asked him why he thought I would want to go, since I was one of the unpopular, teased students in my year. Maybe if I owned a mulitnational corporation or ruled a small island nation I'd consider going just to be able to lord it over people, but I don't think I'd be petty enough to do that even if I were wildly successful. As it is, I'm unemployed. Who wants to go talk to people at a gathering who will all be asking "What do you do for a living these days?" when their answer is going to be "I spend most of my time weeping uncontrollably at the overwhelming despair that is my life. How about you?" Actually, that might be kind of fun. And no, my life isn't actually one of overwhelming despair, and I don't spend it uncontrollably weeping. Still, I think I'm going to pass. Maybe if I actually create art in exchange for money in the intervening months I'd reconsider, but I doubt it.