Rebel Prince

Today’s Times has a short article on cartoonist Roz Chast, whose work Thom and I look forward to seeing each week in The New Yorker (“Another Cartoon Canvas of Neurotic New York”). Her newest collection of cartoons was published last month.

For 25 years, […] Ms. Chast has made her bread and butter by casting a fine eye on the extremely elaborate neuroses of New Yorkers.

Some of the best of those cartoons, complete with their often HIGH STRUNG! captions and HYSTERICAL PUNCTUATION!, have recently been published in “The Party, After You Left” (Bloomsbury), her eighth collection and the first, she says, that she has not instantly regretted.

“There’s usually a point within the first minute when I decide I hate it,” Ms. Chast said of her books. “I look at it and say: ‘Oh, the order’s wrong. That isn’t funny. I should give this all up.’ But this time I haven’t decided I completely hate it. Yet.”

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Earlier this week Sonal sent me a couple of links. One is Badmash, “the weekly South Asian comic strip.” Funny stuff. And they have a spoof of the Simpsons intro, called “The Singhsons” (Flash required). You have to watch it. It is hilarious and very well-made.

And the other link, switching gears completely, Sonal sent with the disclaimer “This is my new obsession. I think you are the only person who will appreciate it.” That may be true: the crown prince of Denmark is getting married. Tomorrow! What am I going to wear?! I love this kind of stuff. All that pomp and protocol. Yeah, I know it’s silly. (Of course my first question was, is he cute? He’s okay, though in some portraits he’s positively Napoleonic. He has charm for a prince, I guess. I don’t meet a wide range.) Yikes, I’ve spent an definitely inordinate amount of time perusing that site. “And now to our senior Danish royal affairs correspondent…”

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