Hayao Miyazaki is tired. He longs to retire, to rest, to sit on a porch and watch the trees. Suddenly he has an unbidden idea for a poignant coming of age story set in a world of magic and whimsy. He groans and reluctantly starts drawing the world’s most beautiful cartoon

I'm a geologist and this isn't cute or funny. Rocks only climb trees like this when they're very stressed.

My is Ishmael and I'm here to say
That you should call me that in a major way.