Then there was the matter of those cartoons -- if they can be dignified with that name, which I doubt. They've been arriving every couple of months for the past few years or so. Have we ever encouraged the sender? No! Have we ever so much as responded? No. We moved, still they come. Are we impressed with the "artist's" fortitude, his (or hers) follow-through, the sheer strength of will shown by the continued output of such high (ahem) quality work?
Again, no.

Nonetheless, we thought that our reading public might like to enjoy the sad autobiographical tale told in these pictures. So, "enjoy."

1. Status quo

2. Fashion plate

3. Talking with old friends

4. Conflict of interest

5. Home again

6. Haute cuisine

7. Eat, drink and be merry

8. Summer nights

9. Family ties

10. Solace

Weren't they worth keeping? Perhaps not, but the authorities advised us perhaps it might be best to keep them on file.

Here they are, filed. Now, whoever you are, please stop sending them.

We do not agree with you that the Tale of the Bob will rival the Tale of Genji over the next few centuries. Of course, every editor is wrong sometimes. Sometimes famously wrong. However, we do not think we are wrong this time. We do not think anyone will every publish these, never mind pay money for them. Oh, but we do go on. Someone put us out our misery. It is late, the bottle is low, and it's only ginger ale. Our office building is cold, the library-deaccessed book furnace needs work. The lights dim, or do my eyes close. No one will notice if I just take a moment's rest. Besides no one ever comes to this corner of the webpage. Five minutes, that's all. Five minutes.