Irony Can Elude The Genius Among Us,

I Happen To Think Nearly Everybody - Especially Those One Might Find In The Odd Issue Of 'people' Magazine, Including Me - Is Frightfully Boring, Especially Me. And Tom Cruise. Tom And I Are Alike In Only This Way.

I'll Confess Right Here That I Secretly Wish I'd Have Drawn A Strip About A Little Boy With A Fake Tiger, Going For Adventures Throughout The Universe In Spaceships Of His Imagination.

Dear Lord, I've Been Asked, Nay Commanded, To Thank Thee For The Christmas Turkey Before Us... A Turkey Which Was No Doubt A Lively, Intelligent Bird... A Social Being... Capable Of Actual Affection... Nuzzling Its Young With Almost Human- Like Compassion. Anyway, It's Dead And We're Gonna Eat It. Please Give Our Respects To Its Family.

Liberal, Shmiberal. That Should Be A New Word. Shmiberal: One Who Is Assumed Liberal, Just Because He's A Professional Whiner In The Newspaper. If You'll Read The Subtext For Many Of Those Old Strips, You'll Find The Heart Of An Old-fashioned Libertarian. And I'd Be A Libertarian, If They Weren't All A Bunch Of Tax-dodging Professional Whiners.

The Digital World Has Allowed Me A Connection With My Reader That I'd Never Had Before. I Didn't Meet The People Who Read My Material. The Fan Letters Were Mostly Answered By Professional People That'd Done Them For A Living. And I Didn't Have Any Daily Connection With Their Response To My Work. I Didn't Have A Relationship With My Audience. And Every Artist Should Have It.