Monthly Archives: December 2019
Here’s a drawing that I did in 1997 for a Swedish Newspaper. I forget which one. I can’t find the color version. Sid and Enos are still looking for New Years Eve entertainment…
Let’s all hope that this upcoming year will see, if not an end, at least a moderation of all the violence we see in the world. And I pray that our leaders who are in denial will finally realize that … Continue reading
Yes, Folks, Loinfruit went back to San Antone today. Yesterday I drove the crew down to Siesta Key and the Siesta Key Oyster Bar. Remember? A dozen raw is seven smackers. I ate three dozen. Plus fried grouper. Plus a … Continue reading
Nothing today . . . . .
Look what Lisa B. sent me: That’s right, 83 bottles of assorted Marie Sharp’s hot sauces. Mighty fine! I made burritos this morning for me and Loinfruit – He’s home for Christmas – We tried the Smoked Habanero Sauce. It’s … Continue reading
My sister was the engineer at the studio. McCartney recorded Venus and Mars there. This next one Paul and Linda signed to my mother. She didn’t know what it was all about. You can see where she wrote “Roberta worked … Continue reading
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If you’ve followed my comics, you know how I love the concept of Christmas and Santa Claus. I still remember my Christmas when I was 35 months old. Christmas Eve. I was in bed. I heard the door downstairs open … Continue reading
In our trailer in Gulf Park, Bradenton Beach, Florida. There’s Zippy behind me.
Wait a minute! What’s that under the tree?!!!! Lisa, thank you so much. I’m thinking it might be cookies! This Sunday is from 2001. I don’t trust Spencer.