This card went to Schuyler in England. Not Australia. Fortunately the post office is smarter than I am.

He just wants a kiss!

This card went to John Pagel one of the founding members and chief procurement officer of the Tuesday Night Party Club. John’s weekend was Wednesday and Thursday. None of the Club members were 21 but John worked at a liquor store and so could sell us the alcohol that we needed. It seems like we drank a lot of Yukon Jack.

Blah blah blah color blah blah.

The sun is out in Seattle. Nowhere to hide. No air conditioning in our apartment.

And a pigeon has built a nest on our porch. Shows you how often we go out there.

This card went to my friend Jane Hamilton. At least I hope it did. The address I had for her was kind of old and might no longer be good. If that’s the case hopefully she’ll drop by here one day, read her name and give me a new address. It’s kind of pointless trying to google her. She shares her name with a best selling author and a porn star.

And now with color.

I sent this one to my brother Tony in Alaska. At one time he had an awesome collection of Stephen King books.

Completely unrelated to the illustration here – three day weekends are great. The only problem is that there aren’t enough of them.

This one went to my little sister. My dad was married three times. As a result I’ve got (or at least had) two half brothers, two half sisters, one full brother and two step brothers. Little sister is the only one of the siblings who is blood related to all of the other siblings.

That hat just didn’t look right without its stripes.