My Kids Hear Me Behind My Door,

I Knew 'mars Needs Moms! ' Would Be A Movie Seconds After The Title Came To Mind. Similarly, I Also Knew That My Daughter Would Be Calling Me A Dork As A Default Term Of Endearment Eventually.

It's Not Terribly Dignified To Have Anyone Seeing One Laugh At One's Own Material.

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.

My Post-child Period Resulted In One Instant Change: I Write Shorter Books For Kids.

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