Being on a jury is like being trapped in the story of Alice in Wonderland: nothing makes sense and no one seems alarmed by that.

Way back when, these manmade caverns were likely filled with hearts and Cupids and other Valentine’s Day doodads, but the real attraction was having a few minutes alone in the dark with your sweetheart…

When describing folks from the U.S., people usually just say, “American.” But since moving to Mexico, I’ve learned there is a legitimate argument to be made against this practice.

Instead of mosh-pitting your way through your holiday shopping, we have some suggestions for quality Bizarro products, the purchase of which would benefit all of us at Rancho Bizarro. 

In January of 2024, changes are coming to Rancho Bizarro that we hope you’ll enjoy, or at least won’t make you puke!

The death of Matthew Perry inspired me to do some thinking about the strange phenomenon of fame and what it can do to us.

Some photos from my daughter’s Hallowedding and the week’s cartoons.

Welcome, beloved Jazz Pickles. I have two things to share about my life today that I hope will enrich yours. 

Since my last post, I “celebrated” my sixty-fifth birthday. Milestones like this seem important to us somehow, even though we know that there is no single moment when a gradual thing like aging occurs…

As a child, I dreamed of doing so for what seemed a millennium. I yearned for the myriad freedoms of adulthood: choosing your own bedtime, spending money however you like, wearing whatever you want, buying booze, skipping church forever…

Hello again, reader. I’ve got a few unrelated things to talk about today. First up, those cops in my cartoon.

This week’s Sunday chuckle-picture is based on an idea from Wayno’s and my good buddy and fellow cartoonist, Jim Horwitz. 

Hola, Jazz Pickles. My philosophical side is acting up again this week and I feel like sharing a couple of things that I find meaningful…

I rarely know what I’m going to write about in these posts until I sit down Sunday morning to do it. In this case, however, I’ve been hankering all week to tell you about a new TV series that is blowing our minds in a big way. 

I’ll use this week’s post to proudly announce my wife’s new website: Christy Higgin’s Art & Writing. Until now, she’s been known to readers of this blog as “Olive Oyl,” and as the inspiration behind the O2 in my list of Secret Symbols. Now that she is “coming out of the closet” as an artist, you can get to know the mujer behind the myth…

Bienvenido, Jazz Pickles. This week’s post is a hodgepodge of super-important things…

Enjoy these free cartoons, then do something else.

A couple of weeks ago, I did a blog post in which I related some of my ruminations about reincarnation. A regular reader left this in the comments…