I'd have another Wiseblood out if that son of a bitch would quit smoking dope all the time and get drawing. Goddamned devil-weed! And here I live in a goddamned state that legalized the stuff! But he is my best pal . . . so I better not talk too hard on him.
I think I'll write you a letter. But don't stand next to the mailbox just yet Kari . . . when it gets so grey up here like it does I can only function in fits and starts.
59! 59 of the goddamned things! Oh Kari, it's just because I'm old (and in the way) and seem to court trouble wherever I go and so have plenty to write about. Oh! And insomnia . . . insomnia helps a lot.
Your my source for the scene down there because I'm so out of touch. The lady who cuts my hair started talking about these Kardashians . . . I thought she was talking about a sweater line.
Imagine all the weird shit you're gonna see and experience by time Shards gets to #59.
Actually, you'll probably be writing for People by then.
Hey I went to my lost love po box today and got the new Shards....haven't read it yet but it was out as i caught up with another lost love. She flipped through it and the remaining hour we had laughter in the air...i still think that is part of the work you do in the world.
Kari Tevo! Kari Tevo! You know I am all gone over you.
I got my new Shards and headed down to the river. If you ever go one on one with a seagull, well . . . I hate to tell you girl . . . but my money is on the sea gull . . . it ain't that I don't think you can handle things your self . . . but those sons of bitches are motherfuckers . . . . they will mess you up! But . . . . hey . . . we are talking my fave zine here . . . fuck a them seagulls.
Well . . . all them yuppies that ride the slough trail musta thought they'd come across a madman because I was yucking it away like a madman over #10. You know that I think that you and your Shards is the best thing since peanut butter. You kill me . . . dead and straight and no ands, ifs or buts.
Oh girl . . . what else can I say? I adore you!
OH! p.s. I loved Young MC and "Bust a Move"! And I remember Flea and his pink fuzzy slippers. Hey Kari . . . back in the old days of punk rock and shit I ended up back stage with
Flea . . . (only because of a girl . . . that was really really hot) . . . and Flea lit up a joint and handed it to me and I said "I don't smoke the devil weed." He looked at me utterly perplexed and said "What?!' And I said, "I don't smoke that devil weed!" I smiled real big and he smiled back and he said, "Alright . . . but you need to get a little more into the modern world dude!" And I said, "I'll work on that, but in the mean time can I get a whisky sour?" And he made someone go down to the bar and get me one. It was so much fun!
That's all girl . . . nothing else . . . I've said enough.
Kari, I'm not necessarily a strict pacifist. I just think violence should be minimized in resolving conflicts, large and small.
I mow lawns at a military base and have to go through stringent background checks and pass through checkpoints where the soldiers carry AK47's. (It's a bit of a hassle and kind of scary.) I also mow the lawns of military personnel off-base. I treat my clients with courtesy and respect and they reciprocrate. I'm not judgemental. My main concern is mostly basic self interest, not morals. It's not the soldiers I'm worrried about, but the national security personnel.
Many in prison today are in for non-violent crimes. I think I read somewhere that the U.S. incarceration rate is higher than in communist dictatorships. As for those who're in for violent offenses, they each have their own story. I've heard a few, but out of respect for their privacy and safety, won't repeat them. I'm not a particularly good one, but I'm a Buddhist. Google: Angulimala.
I'll be happy to send some zines for soldiers for you. I'm getting together an envelope right now. I'll try to have them out by next week.
Keri, I thank you for your work. It would be so lonely without the paper you send out into the world. I have kept in mind sending you zines for soldiers....and have even thought of sending you the new slingshot to send to them. The plan I have so far is 10 copies of issue 48 and about the equivalant of issue 49. Then any amount of slingshot really since we print 20.000.
Hi Keri . . . I was out tomcattin' last night and got home in the wee hours to find an issue of Shards! I wasn't feelin' so good when I woke up and had the blues . . .and then I saw my copy of Shards! Oh! Something to chase the blues away! I came right on down here to the hippy coffee shop to read it! I'm gonna be happy. I got to study too . . . but I can put that off.
Thank you for the wonderful pins. I put them on my cool leather punk rocker jacket with all the other pins.
Sumo? well . . . hmm . . . that seems reasonable. I mean all you do is push each other around with your tummys right? That beats being kicked in the head if you were taking the kung fu class down the hall.
OK . . . I'm gonna get to Shards. I gotta tell ya . . . your story of the mania kicking in and stealing all the pens them college kids write them messages with is absolute genius! I love that story. I've read it a half dozen times. I also sure love the story with you and your car and all the . . . .uh . . . bumps you get into in it. I do that too!!!! I had two in a day too! But you still hold the record since you got into two . . . uh . . . bumps in a 10 minute span. You Hollywood people are all nuts! That's kinda why I get a kick out of you.
OK . . . I gotta get to this Shards! I'll be sending you some stuff as soon as I recover from my night of tom cattin'. It's hard on an old fellow to keep up that sort of thing.
I adore you and your goddamned masterpiece of a zine.