Deception And Lies
1997 was a bad, bad year. I think somewhere in the neighborhood of five copies of this zine still exist and I don't even have one of them - I sometimes think of it as the single most evil thing I've ever written. This was, for all intents and purposes, hitting rock bottom. I wrote some of these pieces on bar napkins soaked with vodka and whiskey; I wrote almost all of them while drunk. Jaret did the print design for it, Mike Clift did illustrations. Both of them were around while I wrote most of it.