Look. It was a nasty weekend. We both said some things we didn’t mean. Let’s just put it behind us with the weekend Rumpus roundup (though that was still a pretty perverted thing you did).
Who knew that, upon finding a tear in the fabric of time, you don’t find fear or excitement at all but only that familiar longing? Yumi Sakugawa apparently did, as shown in Saturday’s comic.
In Sunday’s essay, a moving account of loss—Dorothy Rice revitalizes her creative spirit through the loving remembrance of her father, a prolific artist himself.
