Wednesday, January 21, 2009

New Yorker Magazine

This post has absolutely nothing to do with Route 66 or Afton Station.

I've read the New Yorker Magazine since I was a kid, and I've subscribed continuously since May of 1968. Since that time, I've saved every cover from every issue. I have also purchased some earlier covers in antique shops, Ebay, etc. I love the magazine dearly. I don't always have time to read every single article, but I never fail to check out all of the cartoons. The process by which the New Yorker selects weekly cartoons is complicated and precise. A panel looks at every cartoon submitted and then the group makes the selections based on a rating system. Nothing is chosen indiscriminately at the New Yorker, not even the cartoons.

Every once in a while, a cartoon makes me laugh out loud. It doesn't happen often. Generally I just smile or chuckle. But this one, from the current issue, cracks me up every time I see it. And since I have absolutely nothing else of consequence to talk about today, I want to share it with you. Does anyone else think it's as funny as I do?


Beth said...

Hahaha! Yes, I love it! How looooow can you go?! Now the limbo music is going through my head....

Ken Riches said...

Definitely made me snicker :o)