comics / Catalog Living

Catalog Living offers a glimpse inside the lives of the people inhabiting your home furnishing catalogs. Who keeps jars of starfish in their bathroom? Who uses stacks of color-coordinated books as a bedside table? The answer is Gary and Elaine, the unseen and often clueless couple who live their lives according to the gospel of Pottery Barn and Crate & Barrel. There is now a Catalog Living book, Catalog Living at Its Most Absurd: Decorating Takes Wicker Balls.

A Tough Nut To Crack...

Not until witnessing the assembly of tools on the cutting board did Elaine realize that Gary had no idea how to eat almonds.

Can't Bear It...

For the love of all that's holy Elaine, our guests will be here any minute. Isn't there a more private place the bear could do that?

On Donner, on Blitzin'...

Catching him in the act, Gary and Elaine suddenly understood why Santa was having uncontrollable giggling fits and tearing through the milk and cookies so quickly.

The Cheese Stands Alone . . .

The mice summoned all their will power to remain professional despite this being the most challenging catering event of their careers.

Put a Cork in It . . .

"I'll take the bench!" Gary yelled, praying his enthusiasm wouldn't tip off his secret wine stash to Elaine and the dinner guests.

Not Giving a Hoot . . .

No matter how many times Gary tried to explain the cleverness of his corn/popcorn appetizer, the owl just stared at it, either missing the joke entirely or tool cool to care.

File Under Useless . . .

I'll be down for lunch in a minute Elaine; filing these pillows is taking a lot longer than I expected.

Seeds of Knowledge . . .

Despite the fact that he's losing his hair and is a little hard to hear these days, the little plants always love gathering around grandpa's chair for story time.

Lighting a Fire Under You . . .

I have to hand it to you Elaine; I was going to say that this pile of firewood would never be suitable as additional guest seating, but you putting this throw pillow on it has completely turned me around.

Lumber Slumber

No need for a sleeping bag, Elaine. Just lay down some thin strips of tree bark on the carpet and I'll sleep like a baby.