
This really is how I got in the habit of wearing a hat. It helped my hospice patients distinguish me from other visitors.
This really is how I got in the habit of wearing a hat. It helped my hospice patients distinguish me from other visitors.
Now me, I’ve been a whiz at remembering names ever since I took that Bill Carnegie course.
Why has this monkey not shown up since? It’s not so much about his anxiety as that I’ve never been satisfied with how he looks.
It seems like this was inspired by some particular event … but now I can’t remember what it was. That’s helpful, huh?
This cartoon went over well with the counselors I know who actually lead group sessions.
It’s been a running joke through the years that the bug (he’s in most of the strips, have you noticed?) is a very good gift-giver.
I bounced this one off some professional counselors I know. They thought it was funny, and a good motto.
I think this is the kind of counselor I would be. I would try and try to be compassionate, while thinking in my head, “What is wrong with you!?!?”
This was inspired by a friend telling me about a dream that she was disturbed to have, but it sounded like a lot of fun to me.
I was doodling one day and I drew a monkey. My wife saw it and said, “That’s cute. How come you don’t have monkeys in the comic strip?”