LADIES ONLY

PAMO ~ 2002

PAMO ~ 2002

Hey Gang!

I ate breakfast in a lovely tourist trap restaurant. It was the kind of place where the waiter forgets your order before you ever place it, where the eggs are puffy, dull and tasteless, and the brown oily grease from the sausage was the only interesting color on the plate. The only smell was from the lemon in my tea and even then, I had to squash and squeeze it. Continue reading

THAT TIME WE WATCHED A MOVIE

Jeff and Movie

For years Jeff and I have talked about going to see a movie at an actual movie theater. We would order the mega soda and the super mega popcorn with butter, and the extra large belly ache box of chocolate raisins. We would walk down the sticky aisle, cram ourselves into those little seats, and pray that some gangly kid who likes to kick their feet doesn’t sit in the row behind us.

Continue reading

WRITING VERSUS DRAWING

Almost five years ago I started drawing comics. I was 47 and had never drawn before. Other than a cat figure my grandmother taught me to draw when I was ten, I never drew anything more than a dollar sign. Writing was always my passion. Writing was the thing I did from an early age, the thing I did without thinking, my go to activity.

Continue reading