Doonesbury had the requisite and overwhelming influence in 1980, as it did on any college cartoonist who was paying attention, of course.

Steve Dallas...a frat-boy lawyer who I knew in school. He's never written me. I suspect he was shot by an annoyed girlfriend, which has saved me many legal fees.

It was a huge challenge to learn digital painting well enough so that computers don't pop into mind when one sees one.

I'd be a Libertarian, if they weren't all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.

And just as it is with all proper grannies, she ordered me into my pink bunny jammies.

It's not terribly dignified to have anyone seeing one laugh at one's own material.

I will go to my grave in a state of abject endless fascination that we all have the capacity to become emotionally involved with a personality that doesn't exist.