South Park’s Matt Stone and Trey Parker are hiring. WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY PETER MOORE — In Sunday’s column for the Colorado Sun, I took a look at the latest project by the South Park creators. For years, they had their abrasive cast of devil-children make fun of a Colorado culinary institution named Casa Bonita, and then they bought the place after it failed during the…

A happy new year? Shine on! WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY PETER MOORE I’M NOT A SELF-DRAMATIZER. For instance, I rarely imagine myself as the protagonist of classic novels. I have never walked a lonely road to Yarmouth, like David Copperfield. Nor have I had a cage of rats strapped to…

Four days ici, five days la bas. Pretty soon it adds up to a whole country. VINCENT VAN GOGH GOT AROUND. According to a sign I saw on a wall somewhere in France (I might need to check that), the painter lived in thirty-nine places during his thirty-eight years, and that was before the Eurail Pass was invented. Subscribe! Cheaper than Eurail Pass! Cheaper than…

Sick in Bordeaux, recovering (just like Van Gogh!) in Saint-Rémy, and high in Chamonix. Life is (mostly) good here in France. IS THERE EVER a more wretched feeling that lying sweatily on the tile floor of a strange bathroom in a strange city, and awaiting the next wave of nausea to splash into Lake Toilet? Mais non! I was the victim of an under-heated petrie dish of pumpkin soup at an…

Walking-eyeball tourism: staring long and hard at the completely obvious. WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY PETER MOORE I’VE ADDED A NEW AND POTENT WEAPON to my travel arsenal: a pencil. OK, maybe not so new, but plenty potent. My buddy Vincent (Van Gogh) said it all, during his own walking-eyeball moment in Provence: “I’ll pick up my pencil that I put down in my great discouragement and…

I don’t know where I’ll end up. Care to join me? WHEN I WAS A SENIOR IN COLLEGE I randomly landed a walk-on part in Chekov’s The Three Sisters. My only responsibility was to stand on stage holding a samovar and looking repressed, so I had plenty of time to listen to the real actor’s dialogue. The entire play seemed to…

How the legendary diarist Samuel Pepys invented hands-free masturbation, and I avoided getting crushed between protesters and cops on the Rue du Four in Paris. ON THE LAST DAY OF SEPTEMBER,1978, on my calendar, I wrote out a snippet from William Wordsworth: “Five years have passed….” I had been recording notes of my days for sixty calendar pages at that point, with no hint of stopping. And my journal was just about to begin. October…

No, he wasn’t there. But I didn’t miss him. Much. A FEW YEARS BACK I joined a college program in Nice, France, as a visiting professor from the real world, to train students in modern journalism practices. But they were more interested in getting drunk and sleeping on the beach, and I can’t blame them. So I took advantage of…

WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY PETER MOORE — Take a look at my first column in a big-deal media startup in Colorado! Greetings, Road2Elsewherians! In part because of your support on this platform, I’ve just begun a gig as a columnist/cartoonist for the Colorado Sun, a reader-supported news and commentary website with a million readers a month. And I couldn’t have done it without your encouragement and support. Find my first column…