I love David Cross.
When I first saw them, I felt something that reminded me of the feeling you have when you?re, like, 11 or 12, and a not-unattractive girl tells another girl to tell you that she might think you?re cute. Blood rushes to your heart, and invisible ghosts keep turning your mouth up. And if an eight-year-old playing drums and chastising her Dad in front of an audience doesn?t make you smile, then something has gone terribly wrong in your life and you need to do one of those ?Foxfire By Twilight? retreat-in-the-woods type things with a bunch of aging, leathery hippies to find out what went wrong and help you get back on track. (full story) [via kottke.org]