Smoke-filled rooms

I bailed on local Free Comic Book Day activities on Saturday, which was very lazy of me. In my defense, the local shop invests as much as it can in the event, but I still end up feeling like I’m taking comics out of the hands of casual or potential readers. And since my interests run towards the comics intended for kids, I feel extra guilty.

What I did instead:

Made naan for the first time, based on this recipe. The local Indian restaurant has closed, not for want of customers but because the owners’ kids graduated from college and none wanted to take over the family business. This has left a serious naan shortage in my diet, so I decided to give it a shot. The process doesn’t really play to any of my culinary strengths, so I’ll factor in some shortcuts next time I make it and hopefully not set off the smoke alarms. But it was really, really good.

Eagerly watched to see which of several hundred hats Queen Elizabeth would wear to the Kentucky Derby. Frankly, I’m a little disappointed.

Noted a strange flurry of birds I’d never seen at our feeders before (including the thrilling Indigo Bunting) and immediately attributed it to climate change.

Wrote what is surely a superfluous Flipped column, especially in light of Brigid Alverson’s excellent piece on Naruto Nation in last week’s PWCW. But Viz contacts had already gone to the trouble of tracking down sources and answering questions, so it seemed rude not to use them.