Man of Paper
July 20th, 2010
Maybe I’ll do this up as a proper cartoon sometime. In the meanwhile, here is a sketchbook tribute to Cleveland’s own superhero.
Rocketroo:
I absolutely love the latest bit of news. That the IRS itself planted the question that led to...
danny vegas:
I have the answer=THE FINGER-AH HAH !! (snoopy dance) 
)-get well soon.
danny vegas:
….why?
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Maybe I’ll do this up as a proper cartoon sometime. In the meanwhile, here is a sketchbook tribute to Cleveland’s own superhero.
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July 14th, 2010 at 8:53 am
Having grown up in Cleveland I went through my Harvey Pekar obsession phase. I had some nice long talks with Joyce when they were doing promotion at the bookstore where I worked, but when I finally met Harvey, for whom I had a million questions, I could only manage “hi.” I was afraid of ending up as a character in his pages, and in a way I think I did. I live my mundane, humdrum life heroically, frame by frame.
July 14th, 2010 at 1:34 pm
Enough with these constant tributes to Harvey Pekar, already. George Steinbrenner dies and I haven’t heard one thing about it. Next thing ya’ know, Mel Gibson will be in the news again.
July 14th, 2010 at 3:21 pm
Whobrenner?
July 14th, 2010 at 11:22 pm
George Steinbrenner died. Now he was a funny stand-up, going to miss his off-wall humor. RIP Georgy boy
ReCaptcha is watching “the Spartans” again…Go 300
July 15th, 2010 at 2:29 am
Is Joyce addressing you when she says, “Are you calling my husband a sell-out?” What was the question?
July 16th, 2010 at 8:18 am
Man, could George draw comics. I remember this strip he drew about a stuffed tiger, a possum and anal sex.
Oh wait, you mean the Yankees guy?
July 20th, 2010 at 6:24 pm
@Richard
I was TRYING to ask if the movie was another layer of unreality between Harvey and his audience, but Joyce just wanted an excuse to hate me. Any excuse would have done.