Found on my hard drive: an artifact signaling the end of Facebook’s grip on my attention.
Found on my hard drive: an artifact signaling the end of Facebook’s grip on my attention.
Imagining my old dog Chamba at 31 is like erasing the last 18 years, and filling it all in with another life.
A couple of guys from the country music bar penetrated into the Oingo Boingo show. This is what happened.
I don’t think any famous musician affected my life choices as much as Johnny Clegg
I found myself alone with twin boys, as their father raged in pursuit of a stranger. What could I say?
Stickers such as these were (and probably still are) often seen inside of taxis in Anglophone Cameroon.
I’ve used this mouth in two sketches. Now I give it to my fellow doodlers — not that they want it.
Going with the mainstream — can it be an act of rebellion, assimilation, and submission at the same time?
Animation: At 16, I still believed in ghosts. I saw something spooky one night and conducted a flawed investigation in my tighty-whities.
My ten-year-old daughter had a bad day and wanted to vent about it. We ad-libbed a blues song.
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