The shop forgot to pull my copy of Case Closed Vol. 3, which makes me sad. Sgt. Frog Vol. 6 showed up unexpectedly, which makes me happy. (You all read Scott’s excellent medical reviews over at Polite Dissent, right? Now he’s delved into the tricky area of alien amphibian health care.)
The ad for Peach Fuzz in SF makes me really, really want to try it. “The epic story of a ferret who defied her cage.” It’s hard not to root for a ferret.
My order of crazy cheap manga from DollarManga arrived, filled with lots of Iron Wok Jan! and Tomie. Glad to hear that IWJ! will continue, now that I’ve managed to snap up a big chunk of the run.
Have I mentioned that I really love Maison Ikkoku? I don’t know why I put off trying this for so long, but it’s won me over. What I really love about it is that it manages to create romantic misunderstandings without making its character look stupid (for a counter-example, see Three’s Company). Rumiko Takahashi has accomplished this by filling the boarding house with eccentric pot-stirrers. They’re addicted to gossip and drama, but they’re quirky and oddly sweet enough to be sympathetic. The physical comedy is very funny but low-key. And the central characters, charming widow Kyoko and hapless student Godai, are really winning both individually and as a couple.