Most newspaper comic strips are looked on not-too-well by the comics intelligentsia, the fancy-pantses with their big fancy parties in New York City eating cheese and hating each other and talking about whatever new Croatian refugee drew a bunch of pictures of their depressing life. This fictional comics intelligentsia is right. Most newspaper comic strips are absolutely terrible in every way imaginable, a dull newsprinty soup of tired half-jokes and pandering family-values homilies targeted towards the key over-eighty-or-under-five demographic. With a tiny minority of exceptions, the comic strip has always been a pretty miserable little waste of paper. This is why the appearance of authentically good comic strips on the Internet over the course of the past few years has been so weirdly delightful. Why should the Internet, a forum for any crazy jerk on the planet to say crazy things that the whole world can see, actually encourage work of real quality? Let’s take a look at Achewood, a bizarre and literary trip into the cartoon world of anthropomorphic animals.
In his new movie, War of the Worlds, Tom Cruise plays a father who, confronted by alien attack, must battle for the future of humankind. In his personal life, the actor—apparently incapable of distinguishing between movie fiction and reality—has embarked on a similar battle against the field of psychiatry.
Will: We’re back… but with a different “game plan,” let us say.
Andrew: Don’t hate the playa, hate the game.
Will: We know that The OC is near and dear to your heart, so while it’s in its off-season, we thought we’d talk about something equally as near and dear to your hearts… how much the Yankees suck.

Ever wonder what happens when you die? I don’t know anything about the hereafter, but I do know what happens to your body, courtesy of Mary Roach. Stiff, her charming book about cadavers, explores the multifaceted uses for the shell we leave behind once we pass on—from practice heads for plastic surgeons to surgical pin cushions for first-year med students in gross anatomy to participants in a homemade crucifixion. Disgustingly enough, there’s an entire field in eastern Tennessee full of bodies, in which scientists are studying the various states of decay.