Rough seas in a good boat

Well, the last few days I've been doing well. But I did run into one old coot that told me I was a "long hair," and to get away from him and his apartment building. (I did). To be honest, that is a fairly hackneyed version of the story, but suffice it to say, the old guy was unforgiving, unfriendly, and bigoted. I seem to run into those types in Boulder apartment complexes (see last year). On the other hand, a lot of folks in the same complex, before I ran into Mr. Snoopy Pants, loved my work and my whole presentation, and I made pretty good money. Thx.

creek is getting a little too high, hoping rain will end soon

Well, the nice little grotto I live in is becoming a lake, and I walked in ice water last night. Not cool. I'm hoping the the dry season is going to get here soon, as I waited a while to come out here, and now the weather is acting a little kooky.

Boulder is doing me right so far

Well, I've run into old friends and new, been making ok money, and I'm situated, so far, safely (in the sense of safety as I understand it, which is, granted, a bit unusual, as I live in a tent, illegally, on some private property somewhere). Everyone is friendly, the Mall is hopping, and I hope soon to scare up enough to get a place in the town.

The artist gets his tent and stuff ripped off, only to get it back in a few minutes.

So, I landed in Boulder, set up my tent in the usual place, and took off to sell cartoons. I had a good day, made about 30 bucks in a pretty short amount of time, and then saw Iron Man II. When I got back to my tent, around 1AM, it was gone! I had a weird feeling, like, "it's no big deal, so what if I can't play piano or guitar, see, or have any blankets on this cold night.

Then, out of the darkness, a drunk guy pops his head through the woods and says, "was that your stuff?" I'm like, "yeah, did you take it?" He's all apologetic, tells me he thought it was abandoned, and starts apologizing profusely. "I wouldn't want that to happen to me, I'm real sorry," etc. It all worked out, as I got all my stuff back, and actually, taking this as a sign, pushed my tent farther back into the woods so as to be harder to see from the fence it's behind.

I finished my book this morning, The Last of the Just, and I've got to say that it was awesome.

Google doesn't like my ad campaign: oh well.

Well, turns out folks clicking on my ads too frequently got my account shut down. That's ok: in the two years I had it, i made about 4 dollars, then, in one week, i made 75, but it wasn't "acceptable." No big deal. I make most of my money the old fashion way: I work for it. Along those lines, I have arrived in Boulder, with a lot of new fresh doorways to knock on. I hope to actually get a place in a month or so. I will be hard-pressed to post cartoons for about a month, but I will try in the next two weeks to get at least my latest portraits and other stuff on line. Thanks again to everyone who has supported me!

The artist takes the plunge, and buys a ticket for the interior.

Well, I'm going to try to get a place and sell cartoons in the Denver-Boulder Corridor for a while. I'd like to thank everyone in the Bay that supported me, and when the earthquake comes, I hope all of your homes are spared. ;-) I'll still be posting toons and blogs of my experiences in the Boulder area and beyond, so, stay tooned. Recently, I've been doing a bunch of portaits of friends and faces from newspapers, so, at some point I'll probably post those as well. Otherwise, I've been a little remiss in my cartooning due to other situations in my life, but I'll try to get something on here in the next few weeks.

Weird signs of the times

So, if you read my blog, you know I've experienced some harsh reality in my travels and business. The last few weeks have been pretty calm, but sometimes things get pretty hairy when you're an itinerant cartoonist with health problems in the heart of the city. Today, before I started working, I saw a sign that said something like: "Avoid getting robbed. Robbery is known to happen here. " and then went down a list of things to do to avoid robbery. It was printed by the police department. Really, sort of scary. Obviously, some parts of our city need some help.