So here's what I did buy from that fine purveyor of cheap entertainment:
E.C. Segar's Popeye, Vol. 1: "I Yam What I Yam!"
, the first in the excellent, gigantic series of books from Fantagraphics reprinting one of the great comic strips of the 20th century.
A clutch of books from Overlook Press's lovely, wonderful "Collector's Wodehouse" series -- Love Among The Chickens
, The Code of the Woosters
, Summer Moonshine
, Jeeves and the Feudal Spirit
, and Piccadilly Jim
.
Ellen Forney's Lust
, reprinting a bunch of cartoons illustrating smutty personal ads from the website of a Seattle alternative weekly. (I think I've looked at Forney's other book, I Love Led Zeppelin -- I know I've seen her work somewhere.)
Patently Silly
, a book about weird patents, published by the Lyons Press, with which I used to do a lot of business, back when I was buying books about hunting & fishing, and by a guy named Daniel Wright.
Talking Lines
, a collection of cartoons by the New Yorker artist R.O. Blechman -- who would be worth reading just for that spectacularly wonderful name, but is also an excellent cartoonist to boot.
Secret Identity
, the Craig Yoe-edited book of bondage and other smutty art by Joe Shuster, who -- as you know, Bob -- was the original artist for and co-creator of Superman.
, the first book in a fantasy series that's gotten quite good reviews -- and it's by Laura Anne Gilman, whom I've vaguely known for longer than I want to remember and whose books I've felt vaguely guilty about not having read for nearly that long. [1] If I try to seriously start to rebuild what I had before the flood, there will be no end of it.
