Stories of bad luck, pinball, puking at ladyfest, the crazy San Fran punk band 50 Million, and disposable technology culminate in a shocking detailed account about the author being shot in the face during a mugging in New Orleans. This zine is a lotta things, and it would be easy to focus on the shooting itself. But Greg is a lot more than this violent thing that happened to him. He's a strong writer and he lays it out on the last page, the stupid questions he's been asked.."Did it hurt?"..."Do you set off metal detectors?"...with his corresponding answers. This is another issue of an always solid zine. Thanks Greg, for being a badass.