Tony Millionaire is one of my favorite comic artists, even though the gross-out factor is sometimes a bit much for a sissy like me. If you love his Maakies strip, or his Sock Monkey and Billy Hazelnuts books, or his Drinky Crow show, this interview, on The Sound of Young America, is required listening!

Related: Sunday Comics: Tony Millionaire

Steve Wolfard’s Monstro-Draw, where you’ll also meet Cat Rackham.

In the same shorts section of sugarboukas.com is Don’t cry for me I’m already dead, by Rebecca Suger which is kind of disjointed but extremely touching anyway, and beautifully drawn, although nobody is beautiful in it, per se. Who would have thought that a preservative would lead to tears?

I also love this one, though I’ve never been fired it’s what I’d do if I were.

Chris Harding’s We the robots.

Pictures for sad children, about “Paul, who is a ghost.” At first I was like, huh? Wha? And then I was like, okay, why not? And now I like it.

John Campbell also has a blog, with other comics on it, some with accompanying memes.

And I’m not sure what this blog is about (seems to be a temporary blog created during some server down time?), but I’ll definitly use this line someday:

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Want to buy original artwork from alternative comics? I just discovered the Comic Art Collective, where the range of styles is as extreme as the talent. Reasonable prices, too—see above! (Cheaper than New Yorker cartoonists’ work in many cases, depending on the size and level of demand, it seems).

I missed the photo op last Tuesday, but I’m mentioned (and thank goodness there’s no photo of me to belie Caroline Dworin’s unbelievably flattering description!) in “Doodles à la Carte,” about the Tuesday cartoonist lunch gatherings, in today’s Sunday Times.

Pergola des Artistes is a wonderful little place, cheap and cheerful, which is why we cartoonists like it. I’ve been a fan since way before I joined the TNY cartoonists—found it with my friend Vania Leveille when we were seniors in High School (I believe we played hooky to go). It’s a great place to go with a dinner date if you don’t want to spend too much, and yet don’t want to look like a tightwad who’ll eat at any old dive either. The atmosphere is cozy, and the food is always good: the lobster special can’t be beat. It’s one of those places you don’t want too many people to know about, lest it spoil the pleasure of having a great secret.

I’ll never forget the $4.95 lunch special (in 1983), and how Marie-Rose, the owner, responded to my question, “What’s the vegetable that comes with the meal?”, with, “Do not worry, ze chef will geev you a very nice vegetable.”

(Mind you, stalkers will be fricasséed!)

(Coming soon, with any luck, video footage of my new year’s fellow revelers burning President Bush’s effigy while screaming “stay the course!” on the stroke of midnight, along with Condi, Rove, and Cheney… I’d been looking forward to singing Auld Lang Syne, but this was fun, too!)

Don’t know how I missed Partially Clips’ New Yorker gag, “Man With Martini.” Click on the partial clip above for the next two frames.