The Universe Throws Us Some Obvious Little

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.

I Drew The Last Image Ever Of Opus At Midnight While Puccini Was Playing And I Got Rather Stupid. Thirty Years. A Bit Like Saying Goodbye To A Child - Which Is Ironic Because I Was Never, Never Sentimental About Him As Many Of His Fans Were.

He Comic Page Is Dying; I Didn't Want To Go With It.

I Started As A News Photographer At The University Of Texas' Daily Texan.

That's The Conundrum Of Cartoon Stripping, As Opposed To Political Cartoons. When Your Anger Is The Driving Force Of Your Drawing Hand, Failure Follows. The Anger Is Ok, But It Has To Serve The Interests Of The Heart, Frankly.