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What I’m Reading – Vol. 3 – 5 Very Good Reasons to Punch a Dolphin in the Mouth

What first comes to your mind when I say the word Oatmeal?

1.  A porridge usually eaten for breakfast

2.  The Quaker Oats dude

3.  Funny, absurdist comics that can be seen on the interwebs at theoatmeal.com

If you said #3, then you are correct.  The Oatmeal is my favorite comic website, along with Hark, a vagrant by Kate Beaton.  If you’re the type of person who saves their favorite web comics as a PDF (because the internet is not FOREVER), then this book is for you.  Yes, instead of managing hundreds of PDFs, you can keep them all in the convenient and portable dead tree format!

The Oatmeal is not a formless blob, he is a human being!

I had the good fortune to head out to Book People Wednesday night to attend an Oatmeal book signing.  Before he signed his books, he gave a 20 minute presentation.  I laughed in my usual manner (this means that I sounded like a cross between a braying donkey and a dying hyena).  I apologize to those seated near me at the time.

The Oatmeal is not a blobby fat guy with no pupils.  In reality, he’s a skinny, cute guy.  This may be upsetting to people who can’t face reality, so if you are that type, please stop reading.

I have a feeling that the presentation he gave will be the same information he’s going to present at SXSWi, so IN YOUR FACE!  I didn’t have to get a badge to enjoy a hilarious evening with one of the most popular bloggers in the blogosphere and beyond!  (I secretly am sad that I don’t have a badge and can’t get time off to enjoy SXSW.  Boo hoo being a responsible adult is a bitch!)

The Oatmeal was very gracious to everyone who waited in line to get their book signed.  The line moved very slowly because he took the time to speak with every single person, pose for pictures, and all sorts of other niceties.  His comics might be subversive and a little bit mean sometimes, but in person he is a DELIGHT.

I would recommend his book to anyone who needs a good laugh.  If you would rather be a mopey saddoe, then please go buy a Sylvia Plath book instead.