Sandman

I try to tell myself it's 'cause I'm hip, but the truth is that I've started reading graphic novels because they're easy to read in 15 or 20 minutes at a time and they have pretty pictures in them. Some of them. I'm currently reading Neil Gaiman's "Sandman," and can I just say that I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WTH IS GOING ON. Rubies and orbs and bad magic and really cool haircuts--but is the guy supposed to be, you know, cute, or is he supposed to be, like, totally scary??--and why does Lucifer look like David Bowie? And what is that one devil supposed to be? A giant hairy poo? Not the fly, the other one, the one that is also not David Bowie.

I think tomorrow I'll hit the drug store and stock up on Archie comics. Nutty hijinx in Riverdale seems to be about what I can handle these days. Now--wouldn't you like to see a mash up of Archie and Neil Gaiman, in which the Sandman and his demon pals (enemies? don't ask me) make Jughead's eyes pop open so wide that they start to gob all over his cheeseburger? And Betty and Veronica tear each other's hair out from the roots? And Archie gets to be lord of a giant squishy love fest on the football field?

Clearly, the yoga isn't settling my soul any. Crap, another $300 down the spiritual drain. Onward to bellybutton crystals and crazy teas!