my name is Steve, I pusblish a zine called “Stupor,” and I am hijacking this blog

Since Mark left the Shadow Fair early, with lightning and spots flashing in his eyes, cuz of some wicked headache, I’ve taken over the blog. He’s taken now to reclining on the couch wearing a paper mache unicorn head with X’d out eyes. Icing his skull. Despite the crap-ass weather, that came drizzling shit out of the sky, the Shadow Fair kicked ass, at least for Stupor. I sold more zines than in times past. Almost twice as many as last December. That was sweet. The Shadow people had me set up to share a table with another zine, Fauxbia, a great collection of color photos on a single multi-funky-folded page. The people rolled in and drank, and they shuffled around, and we guzzled our beers, and Stupors sold, which was good, and I think those Fauxbias were moving as well. My good friend Teresa Petersen, who was there with Kitch Lab, had sold two thirds of her stuff by the end of the night too. So, right now I’m sitting here at Mark’s computer with a big, friendly wad of singles in my pocket. It’s slushy and soggy outside. We’re about to head out for coffee. If you missed the fair, come to Hamtramck and buy your Stupors at Detroit Threads or Design 99. 10-4, Steve Hughes (stevestupor@yahoo.com).