I know, and I 'm sorry to everyone I never wrote back and I'm pre-sorry to all that will write to me in the future, to whom I will also maybe never write back, but maybe I will. I also forget birthdays, don't return phone calls, never ever return library books or rented movies and always do my taxes late. Laundry and dishes never get done, dogs hang around with balls in their mouths, tails wagging, and still I sit and draw, trapped in my own creepy inner world. It's terrible, I know, but the cold hard facts are that If I did all those things I would never, ever have time to paint. So things go undone and come unraveled, friendships collect dust and dentists keep sending me those little annoying cards reminding me of checkups.

But I do read each and every one of the emails, thank you thank you thank you for all the nice comments, interesting artwork, links, and pictures of tattoos you have sent. I really do appreciate it even though you may never know it. Just think of me as that deadbeat Dad you never met that is actually thinking of you sometimes when he is drunk at the bar. Now do you forgive me?