Remember Marge, who misread her pattern?
I've never had such a reaction to a drawing, not since Man vs. Sweater. A disturbingly large number of readers said they identified with Marge. Are you kidding me? You've actually knit your cat's tail into a...into a...
What the hell is that she's making, anyway?
Since there was so much call for it, I've put her on a knitting bag in the shop.
Anything else you want? Just ask.
I haven't said a word, until now, about a Christmas gift that was so unexpected, and so lavish, that I got weak-kneed and nearly passed out under the tree when I opened it. My parents, in a show of support that stuns me even now, put into my hands a top-of-the-line Canon digital SLR– with a professional-grade zoom lens so sweet that when I look through the viewfinder, I hear angels singing.
The first real workout the new equipment got was for my day job. Six hours of photography around campus with student models, all for a 5 page brochure for a one-day event. Whew.
But I'd rather be exhausted by photography than by anything else.
Here's a rough mock-up of the cover shot. Having a camera that can make this possible, well...the door is open. If I don't make something happen, it'll be my own damn fault.