Bolinas, California and Karen: The worst place I ever lived in
We’ve all lived in a terrible suburb. One that chafes the memory. Mine is deeply wound with Bolinas, California and a woman named Karen.
Thanks, coach: Reflections on funerals I’ve attended on the way to mine
Soon, as it turns, I’ll be attending my own funeral. But before I get there, I know that I’ve outlived many. You especially, coach.
Desert reflections on drugs, friends lost and The Doors
Amsterdam may have changed, but for me, it still is The Doors, drugs and a friend named Dave.
TBS Boomers: As an elderly cartoonist I should act my age. Yeah, maybe.
A recent brush with death taught me something. My age is catching up with me, but there are people far older than me. Worry about them.