MISCELLANEA to the MAXIMUM

Honestly, one might say that this whole blog thing is an exercise in vanity. Indeed, you could even go so far as to say that folks who post these boasts exemplify narcissism to the most. If you do any surfing around the Internet you will discover untold numbers of blogs; their proprietors, the majority of them, earnestly offering their exciting lives and unquestioned wit and talent in a frenzy of self-absorption and egotism. 


Other blogs display a low key, withdrawn, reserved--even introverted approach.
It’s a safe bet that you have the acuity to discern the rubies from the rubble. I recently had an email stating ---this is true--- “Jim, you’re a gem!”  Or words quite similar. Take your cue from there.

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Let the magic begin with two fleeting looks at VINCENT, at home.

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From the Syndicated Folder: This round in the ongoing battle of the sexes is won by Cleo in yet another put down of  Claude . . . poor soul

And can a mother be this unreasonable?                                                                                 

The classified ads never had a better friend than Len Bruh, AKA Larry Hurb. We collaborated on the newspaper panel AD LIBS for about thirteen years before the drawing chores were passed along to the able hand of Joe Daley.

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Back again to the magazine rack where one of the two pictured gag cartoons focuses on what is obviously one of our favorite topics: food. The other, targets more on drink.

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Finally, allow me to share a small pleasantry enjoyed at the CBS* Thursday night dinner. It happened to be my birthday and Millie Bobleter was responsible for creating the card you see here. It was signed by the five others in the group. How can one not love them?

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IT'S AN OLD OLD SENTIMENT

       BUT A SINCERE ONE!

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The large type used in the MM blog is for the benefit of those who have difficulty reading the smaller type type. Including myself.

Coming attractions: Cartoons that are, for SOME reason, Out of Date.

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Til soon!

Jim

Oh . . . .* Creative Breakfast Club

VA-VOOM! Here’s the vigorous, versatile, and venerated VINCENT

In pursuit of knowledge, Wanda and VINCENT are inventive if nothing more.

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Gag cartoons, syndicated, and from magazines

      

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At one point, the New Yorker magazine was where I fervently wished to see my cartoons published. I was not alone in that hope. Passing through the portal to this revered publication is an extremely difficult task. For years I submitted pencil sketches--they’re called roughs in the business; occasionally I would sell one . . . but only the gag, the idea, the joke. Then it would be assigned to a staff artist. Richard Taylor and George Price each did a finished drawing based on an idea for which I was paid. Sam Cobean, to whom I owe so much, did one also.


In due course the door opened slightly. Jim Geraghty, at the time, New Yorker Cartoon Editor suggested that I try drawing one of the gags I’d submitted instead of selling it. I did my best . . . three times, striving to create a masterpiece worthy of a page in the magazine. Ultimately the effort came to an end without the goal achieved. 

The New Yorker did not buy the drawing. I took it to Park East, virtually across the street, where I was paid the princely sum of $15.  (Not big bucks, even in 1952)

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This MM blog would appear to include everything but the kitchen sink. Wrong. This spot I did for a garage sale many years ago. See----there it is: The Kitchen Sink.

Hope you’ll see us again next week.
Jim