HAPPENING NOW

I drew two new karaoke cartoons.

I drew these one right after the other. I had written the lyrics on an undated Post-It that I wanted off my desk.

cartoon of man singing "there's ringing in my ears, and no one to relate to 'cept the sea" on an imaginary home karaoke machine

I drew these one right after the other. I had written the lyrics on an undated Post-It that I wanted off my desk.

I just want to note for those of you who read this journal, today is my 59 1/2th birthday. That’s the age when you can take money out of your 401(k) without paying a tax penalty. So there’s gonna be some changes made.

cartoon of man singing "I can't put bars on my insides" on an imaginary home karaoke machine

IN THE RECENT PAST

JOURNAL

I drew a cartoon based on the best song that isn’t “Don’t Fear The Reaper”.

I started drawing too big, so, sorry about the missing feet.

THINGS I LIKE

Things I Like: The Ant and The Aardvark

I'd forgotten how beautifully drawn this show was.

THINGS I LIKE

Things I like: Reggae covers.

Two things: I quite like reggae versions of hit songs, and the lyrics of "Let It Be" are pretty appropriate for reggae.

NOTES

I got a fundraising text that made me mad, until I realized it wasn't a fundraising text.

I thought, "OMG, these Dem fundraisers are getting ridiculous!" but then...

THINGS I LIKE

Things I Like: Things We Love

I was sorting through my papers, my enitre life's correspondence, and found this terrific limited edition card I got from Aaron Draplin somehow.

JOURNAL

I designed a poster for a Leonard Cohen tribute.

It was fun to do, but I don't know if Kinko's will even let someone print these, there's so much black.

JOURNAL

This song was a big hit for reasons.

Reasons not having anything to do with the lyrics making grammatical sense.

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You should have known by the tone of my voice, maybe, but you didn't listen.

You played dead, but you never bled.

NOTES

Movie recommendation: Don’t Think I’ve Forgotten: Cambodia’s Lost Rock and Roll.

We just didn’t know anything about this music except that it rocked, undeniably. They could have been singing about mink coats or farm equipment.

JOURNAL

Saw some sights while helping someone move.

I can't imagine what was going on in somebody's life that caused this tableau to occur.

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The way Elton John pronounces “discard” has always puzzled me.

He’s welcome to pronounce it any way he wants, but I hope somebody close to him explained it’s not “disguard”.

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Boudreaux napped on my desk.

No special event is being commemorated, I just realized I hadn't posted any cat pictures in a while.

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I did me some talking to the sun.

And I said I didn't like the way he got things done.

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I spent a pleasant evening in Destrehan and New Sarpy.

I got out of the poker game pretty quickly thanks to losing all my money, but the evening wasn't a total bust.

JOURNAL

Jumpin’ slick was my ruin.

You may or may not know that this song (“Clean-Up Woman”) was composed by Miami songwriter and musician Clarence Reid.