Oh Dan Gleason, you dirty, dirty boy, we love you. One of our favorite local weirdos is back with the 58th book of his short stories, with awesome hilarious drawings by the great Luke Smarto. He knows life wasn't going to be one big, long, wacky roller-skating video game pizza party (he even says so). He declares his shortcomings to his own flawless crush with such sentiments as "I'm a man of low character - a morally bankrupt soul. That underhanded chap who taught tai chi classes to folks who weren't smart enough to know that he was faking tai chi." He declares his dislike for those moving to the City of Angels: "No, I'm not going to trip with you...snorting cocaine in the bathroom...You know, there is an age when drug abuse is no longer fashionable. I believe that age to be eleven." Sidenote: If you're lucky enough to be at Quimby's at the right time, you will see Mr. Gleason drop off his zines and you'll think to yourself, "That man has a golden voice and should at all times be on all radio stations." -LM