I created Mom's Cancer, which won an Eisner Award and was published by Abrams. Other honors included a Harvey Award and the German Youth Literature Prize. My second book, Whatever Happened to the World of Tomorrow?, was nominated for Eisner and Harvey awards and won the American Astronautical Society's Emme Award. Recently did an Eisner-nominated webcomic, "The Last Mechanical Monster." I'm grateful.
Monday, July 8, 2013
My Team is Better Than Yours
My baseball team is better than your baseball team.
When Karen and I go to a baseball game, as we did on Sunday, we drive our car to a ferry.
We board the board the boat and set off on a one-hour cruise that includes sights such as
Alcatraz Island and the Golden Gate Bridge,
the graceful skyline of one of America's great cities,
and some always-impressive public works projects. Plus a dolphin and a sea lion. So, you know, it's already a pretty good day even before the boat gets to the ballpark.
Where it pulls up to a dock steps away from the leftfield gate
conveniently close to where our seats were.
Other reasons my baseball team is better than your baseball team: my baseball team sells garlic fries,
is adorned with a giant baseball glove and Coke bottle,
and has a very cute Despicable Me blimp floating overhead.
After a good three hours sitting in the sun refreshed by cool Bay breezes, when my baseball team is done losing 4-1 to the despised Dodgers (despite my personal, repeated and heartfelt exhortations of "Beat L.A.!" and "we want a pitcher, not a belly-itcher!"), we get to thrillingly re-enact Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds"
as thousands of gulls descend on the stadium to eat our discarded garlic fries and other treats. I don't know how they all know when the game's over; maybe they carry teeny transistor radios and earbuds. Then we get back on the boat,
which courteously waits a half hour after the game to cast off, and go back the way we came.
A perfect day? No. But definitely one of the great ones.