NYC Stores That Carry Gullible #28

Listed in alphabetical order!

Academy Annex - 96 N. 6th St. (Between Berry and Wythe) Brooklyn. I think this is considered THE place in NYC for general used vinyl.

Cinders Gallery - 103 Havemeyer St. (Just off Metropolitan Ave.) Brooklyn. They have great art shows, too.

Desert Island - 504 Metropolitan Ave. (Between Lorimer and Union) Brooklyn. New indie comic shop.

St. Mark's Bookshop - 31 3rd Ave. (at E. 9th St.) East Village. My favorite place to buy books when I'm not busy undermining small business efforts by shopping online.

Fuck You Too, Courtney Love

Converse rolls out the Kurt Cobain signature series. And he didn't even play basketball!

Nathan's Rasta Glove

My friend Nathan got these ill Rasta-colored gloves with a roach clip chained to them as an Easter present. Let that sink in. A chain roach clip, which makes sense, because it would be hard to lose. And an Easter present, something no one I know has gotten this millenium. I wonder what the glove smells like?
Here are some photos that he emailed me, and click the above link to check out some of his comedy.

Man, Ain't That News!

Here's the goal: Gullible Zine #28 will be out by my birthday, the 29th.
So far so good. I've started doing layout, and am tinkering with the last couple of pieces of writing. I'm also working on drawing the cover. Attached above is a sideways-ass detail from the cover art. Thrashin' Ra!
Included in this issue will be some Richmond and tour stories, a couple episodes of a new comic strip called "Chilling," and a contribution from Cole H.
Once I get that all done, the rough plan is to put together my 2007 Haiku Diary, and make issue #30 be The History of The Flesh Eating Creeps (my band from the second half of the '90s). The FEC History should sort of coincide with the release of our discography CD.
That's all. I'll post an excerpt from Gullible #28 when it's done.

Metal Detector Days in Holy Moly/RVA Magazine

My short story, "Metal Detector Days," is in Holy Moly, a supplement to RVA Magazine. To see it, go to the RVA Magazine site, scroll down about 3/4 of the way, and click on the image on the left side that says "Holy Moly." It'll download as a PDF. My story is on p. 30.

Here's an excerpt:

"Our first morning in Richmond, after my sister and I, both vegetarian at the time, ate grilled cheese for breakfast, he drove our family around Northside, pointing out the houses of all of his ex-girlfriends.
'We went to junior prom together. My daddy said I could only borrow the car if he sat in the backseat. He told me he didn’t wanna be a grandfather just yet.'
We stopped in on his great-great aunt Edith, the one that he didn’t like because she wouldn’t talk to him in the late ‘60s when his hair was too long. She had saved his hippie ass from getting jumped one time when he was leaving her house. As he was walking towards his blue VW Bug, some tough guys crossed the street and came at him. Edith ducked into the shotgun house and came back onto her porch with a handgun, which she fired into the lawn. The thugs crossed to the other sidewalk.
My sister and I liked Edith; when she won at the horses, she’d give us twenty-dollar bills. Twenty bucks was a lot then, when minimum wage was $4.25 and a whole meal at Taco Bell came to $2.07, after the tax.
My mom told Edith about the ex-girlfriend tour.
'Don’t you worry Mary, they’re all fat grandmothers by now.'"

Notes On Haikus

I suck at keeping a diary, but wanted a way to keep track of my day-to-day life. I was reading Snakepit, admiring the economy of the daily three panels, thinking it was like a punk rock haiku. That got me thinking that I should write a haiku every morning. That was December '05. I've written a haiku every day since.

2005 Haikus

Haiku 12/8/05

Fuck I hate my job.
Took bong hits, made a mixtape.
Went to bed early.

Haiku 12/9/05

X rocked at Roseland
while I was kissing my girlfriend
walking home real late.

Haiku 12/10/05

Emailing off my
Teaching Fellows Application
praying for cool work.

Haiku 12/11/05

Wrote a guitar song.
Drank with Michelle and Evan.
Nightmare about work

Haiku 12/12/05

In my writing class
Quang had some great suggestions
Had a cold ride home

Haiku 12/13/05

Lost my job today.
"Does that mean I don't have to
work here anymore?"

Haiku 12/14/05

Coffee and comics
Sending out my resume
Grillo's on a date!

Haiku 12/15/05

Stand-up comedy
Pizza place with take-out beer
Transit strike looming.

Haiku 12/16/05

Photobooth photos
of how I rode my bike home,
skinny legs 'n' all.

Haiku 12/17/05

To bed late, rise soon.
Hangover cures, band practice,
Chinexican food.

Haiku 12/18/05

Two hours upstate
for a museum and an
eerie restaurant.

Haiku 12/19/05

I'm breaking atoms,
Brooklyn to Koreatown,
yelling "Free James Brown!"

Haiku 12/20/05

Good ol' transit strike,
every day I ride my bike.
Nothing new for me.

Haiku 12/21/05

I like Wild Turkey,
shitty jokes, and my girlfriend,
all at the same time.

Haiku 12/22/05

Mac 'n' cheese, string beans,
got drunk, got nine hours of sleep,
still a worried man.

Haiku 12/23/05

Last day at my job,
didn't get into grad school,
what else could go wrong?

Haiku 12/24/05

Richmond, Virginia.
Barely just got home, don't know
why I'm bagging leaves.

Haiku 12/25/05

Senile relatives,
angry relatives, good times,
guitar talk and rain.

Haiku 12/26/05

Traffic's never bad
'til you get real close to home,
and sit for two hours.

Haiku 12/27/05

Don't tell my Mom, but,
when you buy drugs from your friends,
you can write a check.

Haiku 12/28/05

Boston's new and old.
The house I was born in is
blue like it was then.

Haiku 12/29/05

Goodbye to Boston.
Chinatown Dunkin' Donuts,
with half a head cold.

Haiku 12/30/05

Guitar Center, please,
fire the guy that said I look
like Brandon Fraser.

Haiku 12/31/05

Adios '05,
your boy can mix a perfect
Manhattan by eye.