Marfa. I still can’t get my head around Marfa. Which probably accounts for the mystique around the place. Part art colony, part Fortean destination for the mystery lights, part dusty old western town and, apparently, part performance art piece to befuddle tourists. Buildings, without any signs indicating what might lie inside, could be art galleries,
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I’ve always enjoyed old radio shows. I think it’s because I’m a visual guy. That sounds strange on the surface, but I can close my eyes and immerse myself in the stories, picturing the action, setting and characters. I get to choose the camera angles and lighting and that sort of thing. And if the
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Since my mother makes it so hard to choose gifts for her, this strip seemed like the way to go. Actual ink on bristol board (digital type, though, life’s too short for my hand-lettering). Click to see it full-sized.
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Yesterday was our (Maggie’s and my) anniversary. I did this as a little quick gift for Maggie, but I think it contains at least one deep truth (about daiquiris, anyway). And look, I spelled daiquiri correctly! Let the strip speak for itself, though. Click on the strip so that you can actually read it.
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Sign One: Ronald McDonald is now officially a religious figure. In the new ad, a girl at a telescope complains to Ronald that she can’t see anything. Peeking out a window that turns out to be the O in the McDonald’s sign, Ronald notices that there is nothing but void. With a gesture, Ronald creates
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I’ve just received one of those emails listing qualities that make someone a “Bad American”, and how the author is proud to be one. It starts by claiming the author to be a “Liberal-Progressives (sic) Worst Nightmare”. Bad American quality number one? He didn’t pay attention when they discussed apostrophes in the American public school