Just a little interactive PSA about the statute of limitations on damage to personal property (CA CCP Section 338), for those who are feeling shy or unsure. Since at the time of this writing everything has to be about the CORONAVIRUS COVID-19, one thing about this comic is that hopefully the CORONAVIRUS will kill the market for those douchebag scooters before you the inspired reader have to!
Think of all the things you could add to YOUR STORY.
YOUR STORY IS YOUR POWER! Both on social media and in the meat-ego!
When I rode past the front of South Ten Auto Repair just south of Phelan about 2:30 there was an annoying cloud of smoke coming out, and about 2 minutes later it was a towering inferno. Apparently it’s hip to burn your old tires now, but what with we all drive emissions-free electric cars now, fuck it, burn the trash, right, pendejos??? 911 was busy.
After the show it’s a hipster invitation to a crazy party. Not even 2-Strats knew about crystal methane. Where’s he been?? Yer not local, brah!
I fucked up, I forgot to black in 2-Strats’ jacket on that last panel before I scanned it. Upside down airplane stamp! Hard to be rare when it’s only ONLINE!
I was invited again by my excellent camarada Diane to talk about my book on her KKUP show. No spoilers happened. She was interested in the realistic Gentri-Fi part, ha ha ha! We didn’t talk at all about hatestep, the perceptual problems or my essay in dialogue. You’ll have to read the book for that!
ALSO DUDE, I don’t know how, but SJPL finally has both my books. Hella stoked. Is there a machine that you feed a book to it and it scans it in or …? Spooky! I had not previously had any luck getting the eBook or hardcopy of Meat Ladder to SJPL and an eBook of Byebye doesn’t even exist so wtf. OHH or Exitos Gnosis submitted it to some local-invitation cycle? Not gonna complain or ask questions!!! Get yer library account open and do Biblioboard!
Byebye and Shlort is “approved” by IndieReader.
Keep meaning to post this photo. Was drinking with some sk8er doods on the Guadalupe trail (yeah, the one where Byebye and Shlort takes place) and up comes this crawdad, who feared nothing. Fuck your teckate! His arms are raised like the part in Byebye when they go under the freeways and it … wait, no spoilers.
Keep meaning to write up something about the skate ramps etc etc that folks have been building last couple of years, which piss off the water company. This isn’t the moment for me to do that writing, except to say that ever since they’ve been putting those little ramps and stuff up, I feel for the first time that the freeway infrastructure somehow has an essential life force to it. Anyone who’s awake knows that freeway flyovers and their necessary piers and wasted terrestrial underbellies are an abomination. Far from removing these toxic spaces from our towns, the skate gear does put a beautiful human touch to it all, and makes these spaces useful in a down-to-earth way. More on that someday. You can start by reading Folklore of the Freeway.
Just found this huge stash of notes hidden where I’d never find them: in my fartsmone’s “notes” app. I don’t remember writing them. Glad they didn’t get lost!