ZOMBIE SEWER PUNK
Stikboy gave me a sticker a million years ago with a zombie sewer punk on it that said "Zombie Sewer Punks" written in cassette letters. A million years in the future, Zombie Sewer Punks live on. He's drinking the toxic waste out of a broken ZAP! kola bottle.
It's the dog, partially based on this stupid dog we had briefly called "Jaws" that ate my brother's stuffed dragon & one of my Vaughn Bode comics. I pretty much wanted to kill it.
This girl has magic spells for hands & big Japanese theatrical hair that is probably a wig! Oh man.
In Oronzo related news, my friend Shawn Mediaclast (the man behind the Museum of Unfine Art which is just about the coolest thing around Eugene besides Goblinko) & i were relating tales of being in the Punk scene at the same time, specifically talking mad sh*t about the political climate, & we got to talking about Berkeley & he eventually asked me, "Did you know this guy with Che Guevara on the back of his jacket? He had one hair thing coming off of his head & let me stay at his house, which was the most disgusting Punk house i've ever stayed at (Clark St. House)." I was like, "YOU KNOW ORONZO?!? From Staten Island?" & the answer is & was yes. He said they talked about how there were so few true individuals anywhere & what the hell is up with that. Anyhow, what do you know!? The world is shockingly small for men beyond time.