News from the world of abusable substances.
First off, we have a children's book about weed. “What’s that, Mommy?” asked Jackie. “Are you and Daddy smoking a cigarette?”
Jaw-dropping - you gotta read it.
Next. Last night at work, Dances With Chickens, Token Boy Librarian and I spent a lot longer than you might reasonably expect trying to figure out if the above observation is correct.
Third: proving that comic books are abusable too, there is Paul Karasik's resurrection of the work of Fletcher Hanks, I Shall Destroy All the Civilized Planets.
Karasik's brother was in the library last week and in the course of trying to hunt down some Love & Rockets anthologies, he clued me in to this deeply, deeply, deeply weird collection. It's psychotic 1930's misanthropy in the guise of superhero stories - the superheroes are unrelievedly "mysterious" and "remarkable," and tend to thwart the plans of criminals (sort of like Dick Tracy with fewer clothes) only after a significant number of innocent people have been gunned down/gassed/sent into space/killed by giant spiders.
Karasik's web site has a ton of insane images of Hanks' work.
Lastly, if you're going to abuse Pocky, why not make it Thomas the Tank Engine Pocky? I love the little squad of schoolchildren massed behind their giant pig overlords. I never know what's going on in Thomas.