In 1998,
Worcester Magazine
offered me a columnist gig. I quickly accepted and invited cartoonist extraordinaire
Steve Lafler
along for the ride. The resulting diatribes ran for two years before I pulled the plug.
Here are a few of 'em ...
Europe on 300 brain cells a day
Bad jobs, good times
When words collide
Space - The final subdvision
The pursuit of happiness (batteries not included)
Offensive art for fun and profit
Sorry, no time to write a title
Dress for success (or else!)
Between a rock and a retirement place
Peace, love, and minor rioting