I've Probably Had My Day

I Thought I Had A Great Opportunity When I Started Doing My Comic Book In 1972. I Thought There Was So Much Territory To Work In.

I Always Wanted Praise And I Always Wanted Attention; I Won't Lie To You. I Was A Jazz Critic And That Wasn't Good Enough For Me. I Wanted People To Write About Me, Not Me About Them. So I Thought, What Could I Do? I Can't Sing, I Can't Dance, I Can't Act Or Anything Like That. Ok, I Can Write.

Misery Loves Company. There's A Lot To That.

I'm Sure Someone Out There Has A Workable Solution. But What Do I Know? I Make Comic Books And Write About Jazz. I Do Know The Difference Between Right And Wrong, Though.

It's Extremely Seldom That Anybody Wants Me To Change What I've Written About Them. Generally I Portray Them In A Good Light, If They're Friends