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Haha! I've got a million of 'em! Okay, well, three or four maybe.

This is Cherry Blossom Time in DC, which means the Cherry Blossom Festival, Parade, Princes and Tourists. At their peak the cherry blossom t...

Mark Heath, who draws the poetically comic strip Spot the Frog, is trying to keep the first Spot book in print. He's got a pretty ingeni...

Tom Richmond's got a Deadline Demon on his blog. So I'm calling mine a Deadline Zombie, and I'm fightin' him right now.

And let's celebrate Easter a day early. This makes slightly more sense if you know that the Almanac runs in the Post Style section right...

Let's welcome Spring just a coupla days late.

Make the Pie Higher is something from a simpler time, when it was sufficien to make fun of Bush's tongue-tied pronouncments instead of t...

March is one of my favorite months. It seems to have more character than most months, with all the Lion/Lamb stuff, and during March the wea...

I live in Arlington, Virginia, which is both a town and a county. About a mile west from my house is the county line beyond which is the cit...

This was drawn last week for the New Yorker. Smack dab in the middle of doing sketches of Hillary falling off pedestals, falling off a donke...

For some reason our internet connection has slowed down in the last few days. Images and stuff take forever to load; it's almost like ba...

We all know these are antsy times in the world of newspapers, right? Here are some improvements oughta help a whole lot. On the subject of L...

Master penman Ronald Searle turns 88 today. Here's his illustration for the song "National Brotherhood Week" from the book Too...

Here's an Almanac that bravely almost mentions an important issue but deftly avoids it for a cheap laugh, like usual. My favorite is the...

Here's this week's Almanack, too late to do you any good. And here's an Oscars Preview from about 2003 with a few Teeny Tom Crui...

It's not too late to order cookies from my younger daughter, you know.

This was for the New Yorker last week. I kept redrawing it because of 11th hour panic, which is where the caricature suddenly ceases to look...

This is an old Almanack. I've done an Oscar (R) cartoon maybe six times, and they've usually included Tiny Tom Cruise getting his ar...