I get a kick when somebody posts some of my old cartoons on the internet. Most of this stuff I haven’t looked at in 20 years. All my stuff has been packed away in storage lockers for decades. So most of the stuff I’ve forgotten all about. Most of the time I can’t even remember what the punchlines were. So now when I’m reading them, I’m reading them just like the audience. Where I’m not sure what’s coming next. Which is a weird experience. It’s really as if these things were drawn by somebody else. In another lifetime . . . And in a way, they were.