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Goodbye, Little Buddy

The toy poodle came from a puppy mill. His name was Licorice at the time, and he was used to make more poodles. When the breeder was done with him, she took the little black pup to be euthanized at a Houston animal shelter. He was only four years old.

Brain Pain

It starts with a blinding sucker punch to my right temple. Now my head is a giant grape in a vise, ready to split open and ooze its juices down my neck. The pressure increases; the nausea erupts from my gut. Time becomes thick with throbbing and worry. I try to escape its grasp, but…

My 10 Resolutions

I’m not much of a resolution-maker, as I prefer having low expectations and exceeding them. In 2014, I set out to fulfill some resolutions and mostly failed. Things haven’t changed much in the resolution-making business, but at least this year there was an excuse. What a shit show we’ve had. It is in the spirit…

10 Things You Need to Know About Winter in Austin

If you are new to Austin, you might not be familiar with our winter ways. Never fear, because I am here to help. When the local forecast calls for snow, that means there’s a 97% chance it won’t snow. Regardless, I would encourage you to prepare for a natural disaster, because at a certain…

10 Things

Cooking spray is not an effective alternative to furniture polish. If you dream that Rerun from What’s Happening has a side business as a yacht captain/puppy salesman, you are probably lactose intolerant. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches make lousy throw pillows. The gunk living up inside your electric toothbrush probably isn’t black mold, but it’s…

Heavy Metal & Awkward Prose

My good pal, Julie Gomoll, recently introduced me to a cover version of Simon and Garfunkel’s classic, The Sound of Silence (video below). This unexpectedly beautiful interpretation by heavy metal band, Disturbed, took my breath away. I’m not a huge fan of metal, but this haunting version was worthy of multiple listens, which triggered a memory I’ve kept stored in a cardboard box since 1983.…

I Am a Stupid A**hole

You know those life moments when you have the sudden realization that you are a stupid asshole? I recently had one of those moments, and it was a doozie. A little backstory… After college, I spent a couple of hazy years living in Vail, Colorado. Like a lot of young locals, I held multiple jobs in…

How the Sausage is Made

I wasn’t trained as a illustrator and certainly had no intention of becoming a cartoonist, but sometimes things happen and you find yourself alone in the dark trying to draw a poodle in a bee costume. I’m often asked if my cartoons are hand drawn. Since my hand has evolved into a mutant gripper claw, capable only of wrapping itself around a computer mouse or coffee cup, I am forced to create my cartoons…

This Ain’t No Laughing Matter

Most folks forget there was a time when the state of Texas wasn’t such a punchline, but lately a cowgirl can’t cross the road without stepping in a political cow patty. Lowlights of the past few years include the cop who violently broke up a suspicious swimming ring and that city manager in Austin who hired a trainer to school staff…

Grandma Shirley and Me

In the wake of my grandmother’s death, many of the comments on my Facebook page offered this traditional Jewish condolence: “May her memory be a blessing to you.” Less than 24 hours after her passing, Grandma Shirley’s memory is already a blessing; a very well dressed, outspoken blessing. And it’s pushing a vacuum cleaner. As a kid, my relationship…