I am a borderline homeless cartoonist. I can't afford to live in Manhattan, so I live on a boat in the Hudson. I was born a redheaded freckled kid, so from birth it was known God disliked me. I complained and wrote many a notes to God to take away my red locks and he has waited until now, at 24 years old, to answer my request... I am starting to go bald.
October 1st, 2008