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Zzzzines!

I went to the Boston Zine Fair at MassArt this Saturday. It was held in a small auditorium lined with tables of yummy DIY zininess. With my man by my side to replenish my quickly disappearing stack of bills, I indulged in all the stapled, xeroxed, silk-screened, riot-boys, post-punk, angsty, feminist, adorably sweet, painfully personal, good/bad poetry, comic geek, artsy goodness that is the zine. This is the real old-school, the way things were done before the blog, where boys and girls threw their heart and their art together with a pair of scissors and a glue stick. It's nice to know that in the age of myyouspacetube, you can still get a stapled pamphlet called CROQ about the Church of Craft, complete with Podcasting 101 and Vegan Soul Food, or the simple sweet musings of King-Cat: Comics & Stories, or my favorite, the Dating Habits of several Debatable Beasts, not limited to El Chupacabra and the Lochness Monster. Of course, there are also the hand-bound, silk-screened beauties that ache to be carefully stacked on top of a bookshelf full of Tolstoy and Murakami.  I also scored a copy of the MassArt comic anthology Malarkey which I guiltily bargained down the price on (shame on me, bargaining with art students, but I was seriously running out of dough). I left the fair content that art and self-expression were alive and well.

Spring revival.

It's Spring, finally, and after a year of absence, I'm back.

I haven't been up to much. I've been working too hard and not spending enough time on the fun things in life. Hopefully, that will change soon. I feel like I've been in a deep, cold sleep and I'm finally waking up.

Spring is here. Time to get back to living.