And my job was, I got to illustrate Joel's column. It was a dream job; they never cared what I did, so long as it was spelled right and wasn't salacious, and the subject matter was so far-ranging and the column's tone was so sprightly that the only work was in keeping up with Joel. Gene Weingarten edited the column, and it was after working with him on Why Things Are that he suggested I try a weekly cartoon.
These are some old Why illustrations I found in a drawer yesterday while looking for an old drawingof Scott McClellan.
Why didn't the Black Death kill everybody off?
Why does everybody drive so fast?
Why are Beavis & Butthead funny?
Why does food spoil? Or something like that, all the other ones had a note on it except this one. It might've been Why does the Seven Eleven sell those revolting hot dogs? For which there is no answer.