Trying to explain the Mall Climb in a job interview this morning, it occurred to me that maybe it’s the sort of thing that defies explanation.

I think this exchange pretty much sums up Seaguy, Grant Morrison‘s new 3-part comic:

Weird piled atop weird.

Even though — or maybe because — there’s a possibility I might be moving again in less than a month, I’ve been going through a lot of my old stuff that’s been sitting here in New York all this time. Last week, specifically, I tried cataloguing all of my old (and new) comics. I guess I was hoping that after some ten years of buying them, I’d have a few comics were actually worth something. For the most part, though, they’re worth about what I paid for them.

I do have an issue of Spider-Man that’s apparently worth a couple hundred bucks, but for the most part what I have is just a need for more storage boxes.

Is this the right room for an argument? Apparently not. I just tried visiting Merriam-Webster online and got an error message. “No arguments in request,” it said. Well, no. There was really just a request in my request.

And anyway, that was never five minutes.

I’ve barely had a chance to get used to being back in New York. Now I have to contend with the possibility that I might be able to find a job in Texas after all? Just the logistics of it, the whole having to find and get an apartment, then move there all in the span of a couple of weeks or less, terrifies me — almost to the point that I’m hoping this possibility (and others like it) will fall through.

I envy people who know what they want to do and then go about making that happen.