This week's cartoon, if I do say so myself,
sucks major ass. The deal is I had a lot going on over the holidays--finishing
my book by the January 1 deadline, hunting for an
apartment in New York, entertaining old friends and ex-girlfriends and the
usual cartoon groupies in from out of town, all of which required extremely
heavy and near-continuous drinking, not to mention the motherfucking holidays.
So this cartoon was, even more than usual, a collaborative effort: the premise
was conceived by Dave Israel to fulfill my requirement of a cartoon that would
involve little or no time-consuming drawing, and the individual gags were
brainstormed by Allison Smith, John Patton, Jim Fisher, Sarah Smith, Sondra
Guttman, Dave Dudley, Dave Israel, and myself, while eating Carolina pulled
pork in Newark, Delaware, driving down I-95, and eating sushi and crabcakes
and drinking massive 32-oz. beers at Nick's Seafood counter in the Cross Street
Market in Baltimore. So thanks to everyone. This week I have to move to New
York, but hopefully I will find the time to come up with something that isn't
utterly lame for next week's cartoon. I might even manage to get a little
drawing in.