The Universe Throws Us Some Obvious Little

The Universe Throws Us Some Obvious Little Pitches Sometimes, And We Need To Be Awake Enough Not To Let Them Slip By.

I Ignore Hallmark Holidays. And This Comes From A Guy Who Has Sold A Million Opus Greeting Cards.

I Can Say That Even In The Midst Of My Most Cynical Comic Stripping: Opus Shone Through With A Bit Of Heart, Anchoring The Ugly Proceedings With A Comforting Pull Of Emotion.

The Digital World Has Allowed Me A Connection With My Reader That I'd Never Had Before. I Didn't Meet The People Who Read My Material. The Fan Letters Were Mostly Answered By Professional People That'd Done Them For A Living. And I Didn't Have Any Daily Connection With Their Response To My Work. I Didn't Have A Relationship With My Audience. And Every Artist Should Have It.

If I Could Have Drawn A Cat Yelling For Lasagna Every Day For 15 Years And Have Them Pay Me $30 Million To Do So, I Would Have.