I have long been fond of this New Yorker cartoon, both because of my first name and because of the many ways I turned out different from what my parents expected.
The Tin Man
I have long been fond of this New Yorker cartoon, both because of my first name and because of the many ways I turned out different from what my parents expected.
Heh, nice. As a fellow Jeffrey, I’m totally clipping that. By the way, last weekend I bought a postcard of an early Roy Lichtenstein work, which features a woman on the phone saying, “Oh, Jeff… I love you too… but…”
I love making up endings for that sentence. ;-)