This week’s comic strip expresses the beauty of artful gore more than anything else. I was thinking of Steven Soderbergh’s new film Contagion — but the fast spreading virus that inflicts Creep Rat and Snuff here is more like that hemorrhagic pathogen with the 90% fatality rate known as Ebola (which first scared the crap out of us in Richard Preston’s 1992 bestseller THE HOT ZONE). For a while I wrestled with some sort of dialogue and an ironic zinger of a punch line in the last panel. But after drawing and inking, the sheer carnage of the panels stood on their own.
Is it weird? I’ve always loved freckles. I had ‘em as a kid. Still have ‘em on my shoulders. I like the word. Freckles. It’s fun to say. But mostly I liked girls with freckles. A few years ago I was trying to explain it to a friend when I said that I liked that