
No room at The New Yorker inn for this cartoon. Rejected.

No room at The New Yorker inn for this cartoon. Rejected.

What’s behind door #4?

Can you find the errors in this cartoon?

…and a man named McConnell.

I had this idea while taking a walk in the rain and listening to The National today. Started pondering band names. It was fun to think through and create. Lots of other t-shirt options, too, of course…

…and stupider. (I do think that’s a pretty decent cartoon Connery, if I do say so myself.)

I don’t read the news every day. But when I do I get angry and frustrated…and I think about starting blood pressure medication. Not sure my health, your health, America’s health or the health of the world can survive this man.

Cats would never work under ANY president. They view themselves as rulers of their own little universe. This is why presidents have dogs.

Pantyhose? C’mon, man.

Here’s another flavor that didn’t find a home. Rejected.