Archive for January 2009

He Walks Again By Night…

January 25, 2009


The good folks over at It’s Just This Little Chromium Switch Here, a Firesign Theatre website that features tons of great material on the 4 or 5 Crazy Guys has hit a new low. They’ve reprinted my homage/quasi-review on the FST’s latest release, Box of Danger: The Complete Nick Danger Casebook that originally appeared on A News Café. Here’s the link: Read it, go ahead.

Where Am Us, Anyway?

January 16, 2009

Just a little note to let you know “The Daily Sketch” and other musings have pretty much entirely moved to A News Café. The website is a joint venture between former Record Searchlight Editor, Kelly Brewer, columnist and beloved local personality, Doni Greenberg, musician and writer, Jim Dyar and novelist/columnist, Steve Brewer. Our sales team is headed by the lovely Linda Woodcook and all the behind-the-scenes magic is conjured by the lovely Bruce Greenberg and Jim Gore.

Though the site is a little Northern California-centric, I think everyone will find something worth reading. It’s where you’ll find my junk, anyway. I have a button/mug on the left sidebat…check it out!

I’ll still post some more personal stuff here, so maybe subscribe to the RSS feed to see when I’ve put something up. See you soon!

Parental Advisory Sketch, Put The Kids Down

January 9, 2009

The following sketch is not suitable for viewing by children or individuals with any kind of personal standards. It’s OK for most of you, though.


Daily Sketch #2

January 7, 2009


Daily Sketch #1

January 6, 2009

sketch-day-1Thought I’d try and get my drawing chops back by doing a daily sketch for this here blog. This is a quick (7 minutes) study without a model. Fakin’ it (as usual). We’ll see if I can keep the streak alive tomorrow.

Thank you, you silly little dog

January 1, 2009


I’m writing this with a tear in my eye. My heart is broken, as is my family’s. We lost out little Pompoo, Lola, today when she was struck by a car. She had gotten overly excited and ran into the street. She was 5 years old.

It’s hard to describe what this hideously ugly little pooch meant to our family. She was definitely the life of the party. She was the sweetest girl. We’re going to miss her so.

But, today, our hearts will just have to break.