On Career Day in high school, you don't walk around looking for the cartoon guy.

Every week when my batch of weekly cartoons would go to FedEx, it felt like a small miracle. Then in a few days, it's 'Here we go again.'

It would be hard to get worse. I had only one direction to go.

Of course, living in an all-glass house has its disadvantages...but you should see the birds smack it.

I get a couple cups of coffee into me and weird things just start to happen.

Thunderstick?... You actually said, 'Thunderstick?'... That, my friend is a Winchester 30.06.

My future plans are hazy, and I've yet to experience how much cartooning is in my blood and therefore how much I'll miss it. But I have some other interests, especially in music, and I will probably take the opportunity to delve into those things more deeply.