It's Never Too Late To Have A

My Kids Hear Me Behind My Door, Giggling Like An Idiot, And They Roll Their Eyes At The Blatant Indignity Of It All.

Irony Can Elude The Genius Among Us, Sometimes.

The Cartooning Was Always Just An Abstraction. It Was An Income. It Was Making Me Famous. It Was Allowing Me To Go And Do Other Things That I'd Wanted To Do.

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.

It Was A Huge Challenge To Learn Digital Painting Well Enough So That Computers Don't Pop Into Mind When One Sees One.