Grime is not like messiness or some fingerprints on a cabinet; it takes a long time to accumulate.

Even under the best of circumstances - in twenty-first century America at least - caring for elderly parents ain't no place for sissies.

I used to love to draw things that made me laugh or made friends laugh. When I was 13 or 14, I started thinking, This is what I like to do more than anything else.

As I would soon learn myself, cleaning up what a parent leaves behind stirs up dust, both literal and metaphorical. It dredges up memories. You feel like you're a kid again, poking around in your parents' closet, only this time there's no chance of getting in trouble, so you don't have to be so sure that everything gets put back exactly where it was before you did your poking around. Still, you hope to find something, or maybe you fear finding something, that will completely change your conception of the parent you thought you knew.

I like being able to go grocery shopping and not feel that Im fighting a thousand people.

Grime is not like messiness or some fingerprints on a cabinet; it takes a long time to accumulate.

I always imagined my little cartoons on plates for some reason.