There’s a whole pack of stories in Smeerp this morning. Arthur is going to have his work cut out for him. There’s a few action stories that I skimmed and I like action plots.

When I try to read the ‘zines I notice a lot of adolescent angst characters. There is always a world-weary young person who is extremely reasonable in an adolescent way. This person confronts unreasonable events and the story ends with an “Awful Realization” about something hidden.

It reminds me of a time when I saw Carlos Santana in concert. He let a guest guitarist do a few songs and the guy went into Jimi Hendrix’s “Voodoo Chile”. Carlos was standing at the side of the stage smoking a cigarette. I saw him shake his head and I could read his lips as he spoke to the bass player. “I hate this shit”, he said. I feel like Carlos.