I'm still passionately interested in what my fellow humans are up to. For me, a day spent monitoring the passing parade is a day well-spent.
The systematic dismantling of reproductive rights, much like the takedown of collective bargaining, has been taking place in full view.
I try not to second-guess editors; they're the clients, and I have no expectation that my strip is going to make it into every paper every day.
I just happen to have one of those skill sets that allows me to work in my underwear.
Becoming the new feminine ideal requires just the right combination of insecurity, exercise, bulimia and surgery.
I think it's very dangerous for people who do anything that's public to venture on the Web and check out what people are saying about them. Yes, you're bound to find things that will delight you - but you also find things that will make you brood and feel bad about yourself. Why would you intentionally invite that into your life?