Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Troubletown Election Nite Party!

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Event just added! The Troubletown Election Nite Party and Art Show is on! Why spend the night biting your nails by yourself when you can be biting and squirming along with your friends in front of a giant screen and a cheap drink, free food, Pabst Blue Ribbon, cartoons on the wall, an "interactive" election map, photos with the candidates, and other silly antics!

The Riptide is a hipster hangout way out on Taraval Street by the beach. Thanks to my pal, Jeff Grubler for setting it all up. The location is essential: after Obama's victory speech everyone can run down the beach frolicking, naked bodies mingling in the icy surf, or, if that's not your thing you can watch the Daily Show and Colbert with me until the bar closes. On the other hand, if McCain does manage to steal all the swing states we can collectively drown our sorrows in the Pacific Ocean.

Tuesday, November 4, 6:30 pm on
The Riptide
3639 Taraval Street (@ 47th Avenue) San Francisco

The L Taraval runs all night

Friday, October 10, 2008

Today's Sketch

Monday, October 06, 2008

SPX Sketch Roundup

Jeff Sharp and his famous cricket clickers.

Swarte enthusiasts.

Sexist "before" pic.

Keith devouring his chinese sparerib. He's all about food. Jen Sorensen has eaten well. Warren Bernard, friend to all cartoonists, watches the news on TV at the Hunan House. Thanks, Warren, for taking us to see the originals in the Library of Congress vault. That was amazing.

Keith Knight telling it like it is.

Another horribly sexist "after" sketch.
Okay, time to pack up. It's past checkout time. Goodbye suburban Maryland!

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Today in DC

I'm here in DC for the Small Press Expo. Yesterday I was in a chinese restaurant on capitol hill with Jen Sorensen, Keith Knight, and Warren Bernard when the bailout bill went through. On the Washington Post this morning there's a picture of Henry Paulson looking batshit crazy. Like he just won the $700 billion lottery.

Actually SPX is in suburban Maryland. The Marriott here is like a European cathedral, it's been under construction for years with no apparent end in sight. It's surrounded by an enormous parking lot and you can see a McDonalds and a few strip malls off in the distance. If you've ever had an event at a hotel convention center where you had to look at the bills you can imagine what this poor comics convention has to pay for the banquet rooms and last night's reception. The milky tub of spinach dip and pita bread probably cost them five grand. It was bad because there were a lot of starving young cartoonists there who could've used a free meal.

I got to meet one of my heroes yesterday, the dutch cartoonist, Joost Swarte. In addition to finding him to be a warm, charming guy, I was happy to see that there is one person here who is older than me, even if he's not as paunchy and moth-eaten as I am. Goddamn Europeans with their wine youth!

Uh-oh, I'd better head down to the great hall.

Friday, October 03, 2008

That Gash Darn Debate Sketches