December 11, 2022
My longtime curator, Kristi Jacobs, is stepping back from her daily duties as keeper of the chaos key at the Triple B Studios. She has managed to organize and label many, if not most—certainly in the thousands!—of the Daily Whip Outs I have created into an orderly system she has managed to wrangle over a ten year period.
Into that breech steps this young man, Eric Griggs, who came out last Saturday to help me mail off some art print orders.
Eric & Uno Wade Into The Chaos
Utilizing Kristi, on speaker phone, he was able to locate the following requested scenes from my morgue.
And then, almost defying gravity, Eric managed to locate this ancient illustration from a land far, far away.
Donna Jean and Honkytonk Sue make a toast
at Handlebar J's in Scottsdale, circa 1987.
Couple of cuties who still live in the hearts of horndog men everywhere.
Meanwhile, on the cover front. . .
"Thank you for sharing these last two posts with us. The psychology of a cover that sells vs. one that doesn't is fascinating. So much work goes into a magazine that we take for granted, thank you and your staff for their hard work and dedication- we fans of the west truly appreciate it! Let's see more of these covers-winners and losers!"
Yes, coming up next, the outrageous covers that nobody, especially my staff, thought I had the nerve to actually put on the newsstand. There were many, this is just one: