Thank You, Bill Blackbeard

I have a perfect memory of sitting in my tiny New York room in the winter of 2003 overlooking a snow-covered Sakura Park, reading Krazy Kat, a cup of steaming coffee at my side. This memory now prompts a quiet, heartfelt “Thank you, Bill.” For those of you who read Danish, here’s my obituary at…

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I’m sorry that it’s been a while since I’ve posted much of anything here. Emigrating to the States has taken some effort and time. I’m now living in New York, working an honest-to-God jacket-and-tie job for the first time since forever. It’s pretty great, actually. An opportunity to offset all those years spent in the…