A few weeks ago I came upon a great little find at Annex Books. Hidden in the art and design books was a little black hardcover book with a gold-foil stamping of a printing press on the cover.
It was a specimen book of printing types and ornaments from a printing office in Montreal (Lovell & Gibson, St. Nicholas Street) dating back to 1846.
There are some beautiful samples in the book. Here’s a peek:
There are also a good number of old woodcuts and ornaments, such as this little fella:

Eight years after leaving newspapers behind him, Berke Breathed is back in November with a new comic strip named (and starring) Opus.
I was never an initial fan of Bloom County, even though it was a huge success. The only reason I was never a fan, however, is because as a kid I didn’t know it existed. The local newspaper didn’t carry it, the local library didn’t have any books (and I checked out every cartoon-related book they had), and the only real reference to Bloom County I was ever aware of was the odd Bill the Cat t-shirt that I thought was maybe just a really ill Garfield.
But I’ve since grown to love and appreciate Bloom County, and I look forward to seeing Breathed’s voice in the papers again, even if it is only on Sundays. I’ll wager the political climate of the U.S. of A these days has something to do with Opus’s return.
Reading news like this makes me not only miss the comic strips that are long gone like Calvin & Hobbes and The Far Side, but it also shows how a cartoonist can properly bow out when he’s finished but then still take up the pen again only when he thinks he has more to say. It should be a lesson to the creators of the worn-out antics of Garfield, Cathy, and Marmaduke. Give it a rest, guys (and gals). Cap that ink and put those pens away. Your time has come. There are too many new up-and-comers and struggling comic artists that could be the next best thing to let that fat monday-hating lasagna monster keep taking up valuable newspaper real estate.
Luckily for us, Berke Breathed knows how to pace himself, and will only be in the Sunday pages, leaving plenty of room from Monday to Saturday for the “new classics” like Mutts, Zits, and Get Fuzzy.
No news on the return of Bill the Cat, though. “ACK!”
I thought I’d compile a bunch of links in honour of of those wacky weirdos and whatsits—The Muppets! Have fun reacquainting yourself with all those pigs, frogs and chickens!
The Jim Henson Company
The official website of Kermit’s foam empire.
Muppets.com
A less corporate Henson website than the first link.
Jim Henson’s Creature Shop
I never quite knew what the Creature shop logo was… it’s probably a mask, but it looks like an ookpik-type owl.
Muppet Central
This site seems to offer anything you could possibly want to know about the world of the Muppets. Very comprehensive.
Palisades Toys
These guys make the coolest toys I’ve ever seen. The toys are gorgeous—they’re sculpted to even look like foam, felt and feather!
Backstage Left
A nice little deposit of rare images, movies, and MP3s.
Muppet Songs
Lyrics to all those nutty songs like Mahna Mahna (and my personal favourite, Captain Vegetable).
Mostly Muppet
This appears to be an entire blog devoted to the muppets! Heck, what do you need me for?
Can’t get enough? More links here.
I like to think I have a healthy interest in these multicoloured puppets for a 20-something heterosexual male. And if ever I doubt myself, I can always be glad I’m not this guy.
Relive the adventures from the safety of your own home!
(Did we ever learn how Bazooka Joe lost an eye? Was it with an actual bazooka? And what was Mort hiding behind that turtleneck?)
Why is it whenever I turn on the TV I only ever see the same thing? Everybody Loves Raymond has taken over the airwaves. It doesn’t matter what day it is or what time, one thing that I can always count on is Ray Romano’s big goofy mug on my TV screen.
I don’t mind reruns. I love reruns. But whatever happened to Roseanne, or The Cosby Show, or Charles in Charge? Okay, maybe not that last one, but I’m confident that better shows than Raymond exist. They must; I’ve seen them.
New episodes are still being made, so why should I have to suffer twice as much by also being subjected to “classic” episodes? It’s not like episodes are as memorable as those of Seinfeld or I Love Lucy. No one ever says, “Hey, remember that episode of Raymond with the Soup Nazi?” or “Remeber that time that Raymond’s brother sang Babaloo?”
Not everybody loves Raymond. Some of us despise Raymond.
Satirist Ambrose Bierce published what became The Devil’s Dictionary in weekly newspaper installments from 1881 to 1906. As dated as it is, it’s still one of my favourite “reference” books, and many of its entries can still make me laugh. It is brilliantly wicked and cynical.
And because it’s so old it’s in the public domain, and I’ve just found that there are numerous versions of the book floating around online.
Some of my favourite entries:
LOVE, n. A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder. This disease, like caries and many other ailments, is prevalent only among civilized races living under artificial conditions; barbarous nations breathing pure air and eating simple food enjoy immunity from its ravages. It is sometimes fatal, but more frequently to the physician than to the patient.
TELESCOPE, n. A device having a relation to the eye similar to that of the telephone to the ear, enabling distant objects to plague us with a multitude of needless details. Luckily it is unprovided with a bell summoning us to the sacrifice.
NOVEMBER, n. The eleventh twelfth of a weariness.
CAT, n. A soft, indestructible automaton provided by nature to be kicked when things go wrong in the domestic circle.
If anyone’s short on ideas for birthday gifts for me, you might want to consider the new Pip and Norton figures from Critterbox Toys. Check out that spiffy box!
Pip and Norton are two characters created by Ottawa cartoonist Dave Cooper, who is one of my absolute favourites. Check out his work if you’re unfamiliar—imagine taking your favourite saturday morning cartoons and mixing in a little lustful sexual deviation… you’ve got Dave Cooper!
I’ve just found how I want to decorate my next apartment: blik it!
I’ll archive this post with design simply because of the quirky logo. Even though the concept of this beverage is entirely bizarre, it is nonetheless a clever and playful adaptation of an existing brand.
For the uninformed, 7up has released a new beverage called dnL, and as you can see, dnL is simply the 7up logo upside-down, in what may be the first commerical ambigram.
What kind of mad twisted confectioner has taken over the soda-pop industry? Is Willy Wonka in charge? How did a product like this ever get past the marketing department?
I’m reminded of McDonald’s campaign for the McGriddle, in which even they admit that their new reason-defying product is “weird, but not that weird.”
I haven’t tried it, but I suppose it’s better than the blue antifreeze they’re pawning off as cola over at the Pepsi factory.
As an aside, anyone interested in ambigrams, I strongly recommend you check out the work of John Langdon.
Attention all designers sick and tired of using Lorem Ipsum as your standard greeking. (Non designers: greeking text is the method of filling in paragraphs of “filler” text as a placeholder to see what a typeset page will look like).
Check out The Greeking Machine for fun alternatives!
There’s pseudo German:
Biergarten das, relaxern handercloppen, blimp achtung weiner blitz ker gestalt dummkopf wearin, dummkopf, nine. Zur, pukein wunderbar haus dorkin buerger oompaloomp sauerkraut bar pretzel in.
Techno Babble:
Transistorized deviation or messaging infrared procedural backbone boolean port gigabyte, integer, servicing encapsulated disk led.
And my personal favourite—Hillbilly:
Preacher fricaseed sheep pasture what, creosote fiddle tractor. Hogjowls moonshine fiddle put crazy smokin’, rodeo hauled spell skinned fit pickled ya. Guzzled bull bible chew, fuss beat pick-up marshal. Afford hayseed done ever poor put wagon last, caught penny. Hayseed yer cipherin’ kinfolk jest coonskin.
As mentioned earlier, I went to the petting zoo at the Ex this past week:

I also went camping up in Bracebridge (yes, that Bracebridge) for a couple of days:

Things I saw at the fair yesterday:
Things I saw later on in the evening:
I subscribe to a number of “word-a-day” email lists, including one from Wordsmith.org. Today’s word is:
dasypygal (da-si-PYE-gul) adjective
Having hairy buttocks.
I love that words like this even exist.
It’s about time something was done about this. There’s only one thing worse than the overuse of Arial and Times New Roman—the overuse of Comic Sans.
Ban Comic Sans has initiated urban guerilla tactics to inform the public that typography is an artform and that Comic Sans needs to be Comic Sacked.
From their site:
bq. We believe in the sanctity of typography and that the traditions and established standards of this craft should be upheld throughout all time. From Gutenberg’s letterpress to the digital age, type in all forms is sacred and indispensable. Type is a voice; its very qualities and characteristics communicate to readers a meaning beyond mere syntax.
The site invites all lovers of type to rise up together and aid in the revolution. While I like to believe that every font has its use I do agree that Comic Sans has long worn out its welcome by its disgusting misuse by countless people with no design sensibilities.
Next can we eradicate Hobo?
Like many of you, I’m sure, I got blasted by a whole mess of (over 3000) e-mails infected with the Sobig virus.
I’m on a mac, so these things are never a real threat to me—just an annoyance.
But I’d like to send a message to the hackers out there who write these little stingers: Get a little more creative. Even if someone I knew sent me an e-mail with the subject heading “wicked screensaver” I’d still delete it on principle.
Try something a little more inticing. Instead of “re: your account” how about “re: those naked photos of Britney Spears”?
Instead of “A cool movie” why not a little more detail, like “A cool movie of a man getting kicked in the scrote by a donkey”?
These are just ideas of course, but it’s something to think about.