Monthly Archives: November 2018

The Heroic Rebel

So I found a new American Hero this year.  His name is Jordan Blue and he is a high school student at Baraboo High School in Wisconson.  A photo of him during his heroic act shows him in an old timey tuxedo, quarky, with a red bow tie and pocket square, standing in a group […]

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Fashion Analysis: A San Francisco Dad!

I saw this dad walking along Valencia street one morning.  The giant toddler he was carrying was actually bigger than I drew him  because I thought it would look like I was exaggerating.  I don’t know if the dad was short or the toddler had exceptionally long legs but I swear to god his legs […]

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Beavers to the Rescue!!!

I woke up to an orange sky and a heavy brown haze hanging over the city.  Smoke from a fire a few hundred miles away was pressing down on San Francisco.  For the second year in a row I dawned my dust mask every time I left the house and a coating of ash settled […]

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My First Time

When I was 18 I didn’t care at all about voting.  I was a skate boarder working as a dishwasher and living in a tiny apartment in San Francisco with two guys that were pot addicts that played video games all day.  The first time I even thought that about voting was when I walked […]

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