Write away

Gotta write to Zach!

We can work it out

He's in there!

This was drawn when three of the boys were hovering around the age of six, plus or minus two years.

At the orientation in the MTC yesterday when we took Zach in, the mission president said - jokingly - that at one time they considered making 16-year-olds eligible to serve missions because at that age, "they know everything and their parents wouldn't mind seeing them leave." At least half of that may be true!

It was great to see Elder Zach walk through those back doors with courage and faith. He'll do an awesome job!

Watch out...

This was the very first strip of Explore Provo, the comic strip I did for the Utah Department of Transportation a few years ago. OK, several years ago. It was part of our public information/public outreach for a project that replaced the road surface right through the heart of downtown Provo during the spring, summer and fall. We worked with the city and the downtown business alliance to come up with a public information campaign, which included ads, posters, signs PSAs and lots of other materials (this was in the days before Web sites, blogs or podcasts - I told you it was a while ago!).

Anyway, I'm not running this today because of any road project. I'm running it because this is the day that Zach enters the MTC (and then from there to Tempe), and I only think it's right to give them fair warning: He's coming!

Houston, we have a problem

One thing that makes me feel good as a cartoonist is when I feel like I got the timing right on a joke. I think I hit it on this one, so to speak.

Monday sketchbook: the guy in the red shirt

Since Zach is heading out this week, I thought I'd run a few cartoons that remind me of him. Although he's not really a Trek fan, this one seems to be his type of humor. He's got kind of an alien brain, I guess.

Do something more

Zach is pretty good about getting up in the morning, so his companions won't likely need to resort to anything like this. I had a few companions, however...in fact, I had a hard time coming up with a name for the slumbering elder because I didn't want to implicate anyone.