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Wednesday, June 4, 2008

The Best New Yorker Cover in a While

posted by on June 4 at 14:00 PM

This summer’s Adrian Tomine New Yorker Fiction Issue cover is great.


In case you can’t make it out on your browser: It’s a woman receiving a package from looking guiltily at an independent bookseller who happens to be arriving at his bookstore at the same time. When Tomine’s hot, he’s hot.

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Ha! Take THAT, small businessman!

Posted by I Love Costco | June 4, 2008 2:04 PM

I love Adrian Tomine's work

Posted by genevieve | June 4, 2008 2:13 PM

I've seen very little of Tomine's work that wasn't hot. Plus, he draws a good Asian, which is pretty rare... especially in Asia.

Posted by JC | June 4, 2008 2:16 PM

pretty clever...

Posted by tiffany | June 4, 2008 2:19 PM

Ah the plight of the local blacksmith, I mean book seller

Posted by Giffy | June 4, 2008 2:23 PM

Perhaps she's receiving a package of CDs or sexual wellness products. Or maybe she just prefers interacting with the upright well-groomed UPS guy. Take that slovenly bookseller!

Posted by Mr_Friendly | June 4, 2008 2:31 PM

I like the drawing but it's very unrealistic. I don't think a UPS driver has ever handed anyone a package at their home. They just leave little yellow notes on your door while you're at work for three days straight and then you have to borrow a car and print out mapquest directions to the giant UPS sorting facility in the middle of nowhere to pick up your package hopefully before the place closes.

Posted by usps foreva | June 4, 2008 2:37 PM

You should see the one with Ashley Dupre looking over at the guy with the vacuum to his johnson as she leaves the governor's mansion.

Posted by left coast | June 4, 2008 2:45 PM


Or you have your packages delivered to you at work.

Posted by Sir Learnsalot | June 4, 2008 2:49 PM

That would make such a sweet Tom Hanks romantic comedy.

Posted by elenchos | June 4, 2008 2:49 PM

That's why I don't live next to a bookstore. Or a record store. Or a store that sells kitchen appliances, clothes, stereo equipment, or cardboard boxes.

Posted by elswinger | June 4, 2008 2:51 PM

If he had better selection and customer service, she'd shop at his store.

Posted by Jason Josephes | June 4, 2008 2:54 PM

Lets face it, they were planning on moving a Starbucks into that store front anyway.

Posted by Sad Comment | June 4, 2008 2:55 PM

Remember buggy whips?

The New Yorker had a cover where a man drove by in a car (Model T) and looked over at a horse and carriage with the same expression.

Posted by Will in Seattle | June 4, 2008 3:16 PM

That bookstore probably smells like cat piss.

Posted by JC | June 4, 2008 3:20 PM

Discussion aside, the point is: Tomine is the shit. Agreed all around.

Posted by Jo Spot | June 4, 2008 3:23 PM

Maybe she bought a book on how to Kill and Eat a Bookstore Clerk.

Posted by michael strangeways | June 4, 2008 3:55 PM

I buy 50-60 books a year. Haven't ever patronized and never intend to. I'm very proud of that, whether anyone else likes it or not, or gives a shit or not.

Posted by ivan | June 4, 2008 3:56 PM


Exactly. What is not clear in this image is that the note taped to the door of the bookstore is an eviction notice.

Posted by COMTE | June 4, 2008 4:34 PM

God, I love the New Yorker.

Posted by Lincolnish | June 4, 2008 4:47 PM

I love that drawing. Love his style. It's at once sweet and melancholic and funny and biting.

Posted by homage to me | June 4, 2008 4:51 PM

What could even be funnier is a woman standing in the doorway drinking a mug of coffee as the manager of a Starbucks is opening the door for business and dejectedly looking at her.

Posted by elswinger | June 4, 2008 5:20 PM

I guess I'm the only one who sees the sexual tension in that picture. God she wants him. Now. How many more unwanted books does she have to order before he notices? How long does he have to hang out in front of the store before she comes over to him? Why can't either of them just say "Let's fuck"? What is keeping them apart? Fear? Shame? Or something more? Something we dare not speak?

Posted by elenchos | June 4, 2008 9:14 PM

This is so so so perfect. I used to work at a bookshop in Wallingford and the ups guy would sometimes leave packages with us for the apartments upstairs from our store. He would always apologize profusely when it happened to be a crappy ass box from Amazon. People want to live in an interesting neighborhood that has cute little shops but don't want to put money where their mouth is. Needless to say that shop is now closed.
I also love it when people use their Amazon credit cards when they buy books. Thanks everyone!

Posted by think globally buy locally | June 5, 2008 10:05 AM

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