If you’re playing this version I mosque ask you to stop.
It’s a new game.
If you’re playing this version I mosque ask you to stop.
Friday Verse
It’s definitely the women at our house. I think they take pride in it.
Goals
It’s probably one of the reasons. Sorry for the lengthy absence. I wish I could say I’ve been busy drawing cartoons for The New Yorker, but I haven’t. Just been in one of those unmotivated, Sunday-afternoon-nap fugues, I guess.
June 9, 2016 & The New Yorker
One would think that Mr. Timberlake could command more than six million. His agent must take–what–a quarter pound of that?
On another note…I’ve been doubling down on my New Yorker cartoon submissions. Since that is my cartooning goal I’m putting more time into thinking up and creating drawings I think will have a chance of acceptance. That means less whiteouts.
Of course when their rejections catch up with the pace of my submissions (about a four month lag time) you’ll see a lot more of those cartoons here. 😉
June 5, 2016
May 17, 2016
I once heard of a couple who split up over their game console. The ex ended up with the box.
May 16, 2016
Those tongue depressors always made me gag. Stick to your guns, kid. Fight the power.
May 1, 2016
I think church attendees tend to do this naturally, anyway, but it would be an interesting experiment to offer labeled sections and see where people chose to sit.
March 12, 2016
It’s never just one night.
February 20, 2016
This may or may not be autobiographical.
White Outs 