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- 20 February 2002
- No. 3,535 (cartoon)
- Ansel Adams would have been one hundred years old today.
How old is he since he’s dead? 
- 21 February 2002
- No. 4,611 (cartoon)
- At what do you stare?
Nothing. A few words about my cartoons
I thought it only fitting that I should observe Ansel Adams’ one-hundredth birthday, but I couldn’t think of anything to say about the old rascal that I hadn’t said in a dozen previous notebook entries, including a recent review of Ansel Adams at 100. That’s when I decided to become a cartoonist. Since I am unable to draw, and lack a sense of humor, I decided to be a conceptual cartoonist. In doing so, I abandoned entertainment, illustrations, comedy, talent, and other hallmarks of twentieth-century cartoons. I’m quite pleased with the results. My cartoons are quick and easy to make, they’re certainly as boring as my more ambitious works, and they promise to provide more notebook filler than my failed 1999 attempt at making snaportraits. I plan on making cartoons regularly. Weakly, even.
- 22 February 2002
- International Dog Biscuit Appreciation Day
- Mick sent me a note advising that tomorrow is International Dog Biscuit Appreciation Day. Mick is an idiot, so I paid no attention to the ludicrous announcement.
I once bought some dog biscuits for my cats, but they wouldn’t eat them. It turns out that dog biscuits aren’t made out of dogs at all!
- 23 February 2002
- Done Doing Nothing?
- Ina asked me what I was doing, so I gave her an honest answer.
“Nothing,” I replied. “So how do you know when you’re done?” Ina asked. I didn’t know what to say.
- 24 February 2002
- Or Ale
- I saw a large, hand-painted sign that used to be a “FOR SALE” sign. The author of the sign—or perhaps a clever editor—had rubbed out two of the seven characters, so now the sign simple read, “OR ALE.”
Everybody needs an editor.
- 25 February 2002
- Music Only They Can Hear
- Desmond forwarded an invitation to last Friday’s concert, “Sound Structures 5.” He added, “I think you’ll like the ‘sweatshirt music’.” I looked at the program, and found an interesting description of sweatshirt music.
Gavin Bryars - 1-2-3-4 (3 soloists, playing along to music only they can hear)
- Silent soloists! Perhaps sweatshirt music, like the Coma Choir, is a strong idea that’s taking root.
Solo! Solo! So low we can’t hear you!
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