I've never made a big deal about the fact that a big-time syndicated cartoonist lives in my neighborhood. In fact, out of a high-minded notion of being cool and respecting his privacy, I don't think I've mentioned it at all. Out of that same sense of respect, I won't tell you who he is; I'll just show you two pictures I took of his driveway.
Karen and I noticed these on an after-dinner walk a couple of nights ago. I figure if he's going to out himself so shamelessly and publicly, I could at least share the charming results with you.
Sorry again for the dearth of posts. I'm on a tough deadline for at least the next few weeks and can't remember when I last worked so hard. It's good busy, even fun, but tough to sustain for so long. It's only temporary, I promise. Unless it kills me.
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Friday, July 11, 2008
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I thought he was dead this week.
I think he got better.
These are teh awesome. Just sayin'.
PS we have a guy down the street whose girlfriend throws all his clothes out the upstairs window when they fight but somehow it doesn't lend quite the same charm to the neighbourhood.
Your big-time syndicated cartoonist neighbor had an interesting Sunday strip today. If those things weren't drawn so far in advance I'd be suspicious...
=v= You seem unconcerned that there are bloodthirsty crocs running around your neighborhood without a leash.
Hulllooooo ... Fies-a-neighba. ees gud you not boddah faymoose cahtooneeest. Mebbe you learn sumteeng from heeem.
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