The dudes who think up the Sunday morning comics – I think they call them “comicazes” – are really just writers with good penmanship, storytellers with a picturesque imagination. Every Sunday they give the human race the rare chance to walk on the sunny side of the street. I always seize that opportunity. It’s the highlight of my week, actually, a fact that is either a sad commentary on my life or an indicator of a guy preoccupied with stick figures and captions.