Sometimes, when you are having a very bad weekend or are in grim spirits, it can do you immeasurable good to know that the things you find odd or crazymaking are experienced by other people. For a moment or two, you have the solace of knowing that We Are All In This Together.

With that in mind, I cannot put into words the joy I felt this evening when I saw that someone else has captured the constant Borders phenomenon that is the manga hobo.

Even though I myself am in the aisle to buy a comic book, nothing turns me into an old man faster: “Holy @%$#, buy it or get out! How are you here at 2:30 in the afternoon? Get a job!”

It’s just… there’s a cafe with forty-five goddamn chairs ten feet away.