Bourbon Cowboy

The adventures of an urbane bar-hopping transplant to New York.

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Location: New York, New York, United States

I'm a storyteller in the New York area who is a regular on NPR's "This American Life" and at shows around the city. Moved to New York in 2006 and am working on selling a memoir of my years as a greeting card writer, and (as a personal, noncommercial obsession) a nonfiction book called "How to Love God Without Being a Jerk." My agent is Adam Chromy at Artists and Artisans. If you came here after hearing about my book on "This American Life" and Googling my name, the "How to Love God" book itself isn't in print yet, and may not even see print in its current form (I'm focusing on humorous memoir), but here's a sample I've posted in case you're curious anyway: Sample How To Love God Introduction, Pt. 1 of 3. Or just look through the archives for September 18, 2007.) The book you should be expecting is the greeting card book, about which more information is pending. Keep checking back!

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Tom Wilson Is Clearly Drunk

Wow. There's lame, and then there's unbelievably, incomprehensibly bad. See this Comics Curmudgeon post to watch Ziggy make a joke that's an entire decade out of date.

This is why every cartoonist should be forced to take a humor test every five years to avoid being exterminated. Mort Walker and Johnny Hart have never been funny enough to deserve multiple cartoons each; there's certainly no reason for their kids to inherit the sinecure. And now this. Yeesh.

Later: It's been pointed out that this is being billed as "Classic Ziggy." So I guess you're supposed to read this and say, with a touch of fondness, "Remember the time we all laughed at the O.J. trial?" I repeat: it's not funny, and someone was clearly asleep at the switch. Oy.


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