Cat and Girl

From Mister Chen’s forest workshop come these prints and shirts. What will he think of next?

Ten years, ten whole years of Cat and Girl. Thanks, everyone.

I’ve gone back and left comments on the cartoons from the first year. Some comments are explanatory, some are just stupid, and at least one is a full bore essay.

Now - will there be another ten years of Cat and Girl?

(Etch a Sketch courtesy of Claire. Incredible Bad Decision Dinosaur tattoo courtesy of I’m sorry, I couldn’t find your email guy with the incredible Bad Decision Dinosaur tattoo.)

At some point in June we will be marking the tenth anniversary of Cat and Girl. I hope that sounds as scary to you as it does to me. We ought to mark the occasion in some fashion, right? But how?

Not entirely unrelated: I have just unearthed my vast lost archive of original Cat and Girl drawings dating as far back as March 17, 2000. Now they are available for purchase. As is everything.

Your Own Personal Compromise posters are back back back. And so is what remains of the Mister Chen hand-screened poster explosion.

Some must perish so that others may live. Up next on the perishing block are the Deus Ex Machina hoodie and the Liminal State Bobcats tee. These will vanish from the Topatoco store on some not too distant day.

Today’s cartoon was a whopper. New cartoons return next Tuesday.

The Basement Apartments will be playing a few shows on the East Coast, and here they are:

May 30 Brooklyn NY at Tommy’s Tavern
May 31 Silver Springs MD at The Quarry House
June 2 Washington DC at The Black Cat
June 7 Asbury Park NJ at Asbury Lanes

Most Cat and Girl comics are now available as 11×17 prints! How about that?

The attic shoppe is mostly back up and functioning now that the long moving process begins to draw to a close. We still get the previous tenant’s issues of Fortune, Entrepreneur and Elle Home Decor. Yesterday we found her vicodin with a large cache of matchbooks in the back of a kitchen cabinet. I do wonder what we left behind.

I unexpectedly found myself moving today. Car, stairs, car, stairs, Ikea, car, stairs. New cartoons Thursday and Friday.

New tee shirts for this brand new season full of light and patchy dirty corners of darkness where we will all live after society collapses. Things are gonna turn around. Yes, I am certain about it. When the cold winds of misfortune whistle nearby the hoodie version comes in handy. But only through April 23, when it goes away. Things are gonna turn around.

And let’s not sneeze at Baba Yaga. If more people invested in chicken feet enabled home mobility we wouldn’t be in this mess. Babayaganomics. Write it down on the back of a napkin before someone else does.

It’s been quite a long time since we’ve had a new tee shirt. It is probably time for a new tee shirt. I am pretty much at a loss (see below).

Or maybe an apparel ready version of the Craigslist versus Mothra poster from Cat and Girl Vol.II?

And there’s always Baba Yaga (Mister Chen made this Baba Yaga, but Baba Yaga holds a place in all of our hearts).

I don’t know. What do you think?

Normal cartoon schedule resumes. High rent resumes, cold weather resumes. Drinking coffee resumes, running out of milk, time spent alone and garbage bags slowly floating by the third story window.

Stickers are back, signed books are back, and some old tee shirts have been matured in oak barrels for two years lending them a unique smokey flavor perfect for pairing with pasta or seafood.

Extra credit: This is a book and it is called