they RENEWED them. Or they used to. When they read them hardcopy.

I drew this in my minimal phase. One of my favorite cartoonists in the New Yorker was Ross. Herbert Ross? Don’t know, he only signed his last name. When Bob Mankoff became editor, this guy was kicked out. (Tell me, has the New Yorker gotten better or worse the last 15 years? There you go.)

Anyway, this is for Illustration Friday, subject Renewal. Forget spring, rebirth, all that hokey – lets  be practical, and think about renewing magazines, newspapers, and friendships.

Cartoon caption: Hello, Customer Service? Longtime subscriber, first time caller!

I barely get this cartoon myself, so I’m sure readers need an explanation. :) I’m a big fan of talk radio, and I can’t tell you how often call-ins to a show say, “Longtime listener, first time caller!”

That didn’t get too old, did it. Anyway, I switched it to magazines.  Eh.

I have to say a few words about this season’s Bachelor, starring Jake (the pilot, not Body By Jake, who is a famous personal trainer here in LA. Maybe all over, I don’t know.)

First of all, he is so not my type. He should be, blond and blue-eyed, fit, with a nice balanced body, okay hair. I mean, look at my 3-year long and counting crush on Derek Hough, right? But Jake, no. It’s all I can do to muster up even finding a photo of Jake to post here…

He was boring on my Jillian’s show, and looks to carry on his legacy on this one. I really don’t mind his putting God first. I do, too. But it’s no sense of humor, no interests besides flying, riding his stupid motorcycle and doing dangerous stunts, and a kind of judgmental attitude he seems to have. But prove me wrong, Jake, I don’t mind.

The 25 women tonight are all jumbled in my head, like a bowl of hard candies in wrappers. Read more »