Just out: Vol. IX, No. 1, Shaking Things Up '96, featuring:pr>
On the Migratory Properties of Inanimate Objects
Where do objects go in that weird interim between when you notice
they're missing and you finally find them, usually right where you
last saw them? Recent research reveals: under the seat of your car.
The Seven Dwarfs of the Apocalypse
One by one, these small but potent irritants of late 20th century life
have revealed their noxious identities to us. Now, Dwarf No. Seven
shows its loathsome face. Received a spoken-word cassette tape
lately that left you questioning whether the giver was really your friend?
You may have been touched by the menace of this ultimate dwarf.
It's not a pretty sight, but then, nothing on this list is.
Zeitgeist: Thumbnosing (Whoopee! We're all gonna die!)
Noticed the rise of coffee and cigars and beef-focused menus? It's an
outcry of pre-millenial angst, and ground zero for this primal scream
is one certain restaurant in Houston. I ate there and survived to tell
a tale of high fat and even higher tab.
Plenty o' Random Weird
More real bumperstickers, scary overheard comments, and the usual
array of detail-laden, footnote-riddled minutiae. Yet *another*
installment in the continuing saga of a boy and his truck. (Sigh. Yes,
the Ford has survived breakdown no. 26.)
And, of course, pages 'n' pages of Letters to the Editrix
Holding forth on weird real names, answering the call for palindromes
and, as always, spilling quirky personal details to complete strangers.
Most lively letters pages in all of zinedom.
16 pages. Available now for $3 ($5 outside US) from:
Kathy Biehl
P.O. Box 542327
Houston, Texas 77254-2327
USA
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