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NEWS since the last time:
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When Dave's standing up for his monologue, look behind him, at the panels.
BoB is clearly visible below a large red "E", in the vicinty of Dave's right
shoulder... [noticed by Britain Woodmanemail@example.com]
HToMC is now lashing out from its All-New UNDERGROUND BUNKER which is now
100% operational, but munitions are still being unpacked. Same sacred PO Box.
STANG SEZ: Buy Tapes - $6 each: THE HAIRS IN BOB'S EARS (60 min. of latest
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12-15. The event was World Youth and S/M Day, with 200,000 people attending
the big "Pope-stock" event on Sunday. An estimated 20,000 people required
emergency medical services as they were
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*** Bad Habits - The biker adventures of Sister Mary Missionary, as she
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with the Horny Biker Slut. Eros Comics, PO Box 25070 Seattle WA 98125
*** Daimons - Companion book to their "Offerings" series, this deals with an
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and the attack on him. Wild story, but hard to read. Cry For Dawn Productions.
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** Duplex Planet Illustrated #4 - more stories from real life, as told to
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**** Eightball #11 - collection of great stories by Daniel Clowes,
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and his cat. Plus, driving tips with Gilbert Shelton. Rip Off Press.
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other stories, with different artists. Fantagraphic Books.
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Crumb. Blatant left wing/communist slant in some stories, but overall, a
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Jim Morrison: Space Ranger part 3
by T. Rev
"Is this Los Angeles? I'd like the number of Robert Krieger.
Yes, I'll hold." It was a gamble, assuming Robbie still lived in
LA, albeit not much of one. "It's unlisted, you say. Well, thanks
So Robbie was still in LA. He could go there, with the money he
had. But there were probably too many people who would recognize
him there. Once again, Morrison reviewed his condition. Whatever
he'd been through, it hadn't all been hallucination. The money he
was living off of, and the police report he'd gotten his hands on--
detailing the investigation of the murder of one Jeremiah Cornelius
aka Jeremiah Cornell aka Cornelius Brunner--were proof of that. The
report was interesting in its brevity; the Philadelphia police had
been taken off the case, forced off by the FBI and Interpol. Bob
had referred to an 'archetype', apparently meaning Jerry. Maybe
Jerry was the key. Or had been, at least; maybe now that he was
gone, Morrison could go on the offensive. If only he could identify
It had been a long time since Morrison felt this way. Maybe not
since the early days, playing at the Whisky-a-Go-Go, drinking all
day, dropping acid at night. He felt in control of his life again,
for Heaven or Hell, it was his life, and nobody was pulling his
The door to Morrison's suite opened.
"Hey, man." It was Hendrix. He was wearing a white suit, with a
straw hat perched on his shaven head.
Quietly cursing the agents responsible for the latest of a string
of unjustifiable coincidences, Morrison resolved to take this one in
"Jimi!" Morrison jumped to his feet. "Good to see you. I've
been looking for you."
"I've been looking for you, man." Jimi looked around the hotel
room. "You've been a lot louder than me."
"At the warehouse? Yeah, I think so. I'm a little blank on what
happened, you know? They did something to my head." Hendrix pulled
off his hat. His scalp was marred with old, healed scars, and new
stitches. Morrison shuddered.
"I pulled out all the wires I could get at, then I went to see a
doctor. He finished the job. I'm feeling a lot better now."
Jimi sat down on a couch and stretched out. "So what do we do
"Not sure. I've been thinking about calling Robbie Krieger. Did
you see Jerry?"
"No, uh, when?"
"Just at the warehouse."
"No. Don't remember it, man."
"Here. Read this." Morrison tossed him the file on Cornelius.
Hendrix read it. "Shit."
"I found him first. That's where I got the money from."
"Don't, like, waste any time, do you?"
"Didn't have many choices. What I really want to do is track
down this Bob guy's operations and waste them. Make sure he doesn't
come back and do this to us again."
"He did save your life, man."
"For what? He wanted to make a slave of me. I say he gets it in
Jimi stroked his temples thoughtfully. "Yeah, okay. Count me
Morrison smiled. "I thought you'd agree."
Jimi sat in silence for a few seconds. "Still don't explain what
we're going to do."
Morrison's face fell. "True. Well, money won't be a problem for
at least a few more days. I want to follow two leads. I want to
find out who this Bob is, and where his operations are centered.
That's going to be a bitch. I also want to know who the hell 'Jerry
Cornelius' really is."
"Just some dead guy."
"Bullshit, Jimi. He was important to Bob in some way we don't
understand yet, and maybe can't understand at all. But we just
don't have the information either way."
"So we start finding it." Morrison stood up and started to pace.
"Interpol is probably too hard to crack. Same for the FBI."
Morrison thought. "Jimi, where did they grab you from? Bob's
"London. And I wasn't grabbed, exactly. I signed up, man."
"Excuse me? You signed up?"
"Yeah, well, I was so bummed, you know, and..."
"Don't tell me. You were tired of your life, you felt you needed
to feel something real, they said they could supply it."
Morrison chuckled. "Always the same story, isn't it? They
always say they have what you need, and the price comes low." He
turned toward the windows, overlooking the city. An explosion lit
up the sky, out towards the projects. Morrison ignored it. "If you
count souls as cheap, that is."
Hendrix started to speak. Morrison cut him off. "Who got you
"An old roadie of mine. Lemmy Kilmister."
Morrison smiled again. "The hell with Jerry. We find Mr.
They sent out for music industry papers from the last twenty
years, and found the information they needed. Lemmy had gone from
being one of Hendrix's roadies, to part-time procurer to the stars,
to bassist for a group called Hawkwind, to fronting his own band,
"Yeah, I'd like to leave a message for Lemmy. Tell him Jimi H.
is back in town, have him meet me at the old house in three days.
Yeah, he knows where. Thanks."
Hendrix put the phone down. "Okay. That should get him, man."
"The old house?"
"Neutral territory. House has been there since the sixteenth
century. Lemmy used to do all his deals there, you know?"
"London, where else?"
Three days later, they were in Ladbroke Grove, waiting in the
foyer of a shabby cottage squeezed between two scarcely more
pleasant cinderblock council flats.
Morrison shifted in his seat uncomfortably. "Sure he'll show?"
Hendrix nodded calmly for the fifth time in two hours.
Morrison stood up and walked to the hearth. In the weak sunlight
from two dirty windows, he could make out the anonymous scratchings
of decades of graffiti smothered uneasily beneath a new coat of
thick black paint. The light shifted, and Morrison turned to see a
shape walk past the window. Lemmy.
The cottage door opened, and in he walked. He was tall, rail-
thin, and as ugly as if he'd just been found underneath a rock. He
wore his hair long and stringy; a Gengis Khan moustache narrowly
missed a huge mole on his cheek. His eyes were concealed behind
mirrorshades. He ignored, or didn't notice, Morrison.
"Jimi," he stated in a gravelly baritone. "How was your trip?"
he continued, without apparent interest.
"We've seen better," Morrison replied, stepping from behind the
Lemmy looked from one to the other, surprised. "You mean, they
put you on the same bus? Oh, Jesus. Fucking incredible." And he
started to laugh.
"Enough jokes, fuckhead," grated Morrison. "I need information,
and I've been through enough shit to turn your hair white and burn
the grease off it. Do you want to talk or do I put some fist sized
holes in that pretty leather pajama top of yours?"
Lemmy stopped cold. Then, slowly, he straightened up. "So
what's the deal?" he said, again to Jimi.
Jimi blinked, then, slowly, he outlined what had happened to him
and Morrison, and how.
"What do you want from me, then?"
"We want to know where Bob's organization is," said Morrison.
"You're our last link to them. We want you to take us to them, so
we can trash them."
Lemmy pulled out a pack of Marlboros, took one, lit it, put the
pack away. He still hadn't removed the mirrorshades. "Right. I
can do it. It'll cost."
"Five mil UK. This is a big one, mate."
"Haven't got it. Let's go, Jimi."
"Now, wait a minute. Eh...did you lot have anything to do with
Jerry Cornelius washing up dead in the States last week?"
Morrison sighed, and reached down to his ankle. "Does this
answer your question?" he asked, producing Jerry's air pistol.
Lemmy stared in silence for a moment. "Right. I'll do it for
that. For the needle gun."
Morrison was surprised. "Why for this?"
Lemmy shook his head and chuckled. "Old times' sake, mate. Old
Eighteen hours later, they were in Los Angeles. Bob's
organization, as it turned out, was based in Colombia now. It would
not be easy to get there--and harder to get out.
"I'll take you up to the last five miles," Lemmy was saying.
"You're on your own after that."
"Fine with us, man. All I need is one clear shot at Bob."
Morrison had used the past few days to experiment with the gun
he'd been given on the Luck Plane. Hendrix gave it to him then, but
claimed not to remember doing so. A lot of his memories had gone
with the circuitry. So Morrison practiced alone. The gun was all
blue-white crystal, with small chrome plates spaced irregularly on
the barrel, and shot through with green wire; a ruby red button at
the base of the barrel was the trigger, next to a unmarked dial of
no apparent purpose. It was a particle beam weapon of some sort;
inert targets shattered in its sights and living ones, what was left
of them, blackened and crumbled within minutes. Quite an effect for
something that looked like an Uzi crafted by Waterford.
"He'll be paste."
Lemmy favored Morrison with a glance over his mirrorshades. "If
you say so."
They left Los Angeles the next day, heading for Bogota on a small
chartered airplane, piloted by a Jamaican in dreadlocks. He never
spoke, though he looked around in surprise every time they mentioned
Bob. The plane was met at the airfield by a Jeep; after a quick
conference, Lemmy sent the driver away with a small satchel, and
took the wheel himself. "I'm handling this as quietly as I can,
guys--I can't risk this coming back to haunt me. Get in and let's
They left Bogota and within half an hour were headed through
thick jungle into the mountains. Just like Vietnam, Morrison
thought. In another hour, even the bumpy dirt trail ended.
"The coke manufacturers don't like to come around here. Too
risky. It's got to be on foot for the last twenty kilometers."
Lemmy leered. "If a couple of dead guys are up to it."
"Better than you, motorhead. Let's do it."
...stay tuned for the last thrilling episode.....
SPOT GOES TO SCHENECTADY
With a sigh of relief, Spot ascended from Hell. Then he discovered he
was in Schenectady. He whined liquidly, like a leaky balloon in a
bathtub of Vaseline.
"Hey, little puppy, swell metaphor!" said a passing man. He was Mr.
Spudkins, a Remedial English I teacher at Schenectady County Community
College. "Or was it a simile maybe? Me can't remember. What kind are
the sort what has the `like' in it?"
Spot ignored the pseudo-professor, who was soon sucked into oblivion
by a passing street-sweeper. It was a combination Hoover and Zamboni
which was cleaning up the broken glass that littered the streets, as
last week had been the Mardi Gras parade, and the General Electric
employees had been throwing light bulbs. Spot liked General Electric,
because their TV sets made every show look gray and blurry and flickery,
just like "The Honeymooners", his favorite.
With a start, Spot realized that something was missing from
Schenectady. The Wonder Burger, the world's worst eating establishment
(certified), had become a used car dealership! Spot wept for his
favorite anti-restaurant. Their hamburgers had tasted just like Alpo,
Spot finished exploring downtown Schenectady five minutes later.
Then he was bored for the rest of his life. When he died, he went back
to Hell, and breathed a sigh of eternal relief.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: By now, anyone from Schenectady, NY has noticed the
fatal flaw in the story--it does not even mention that if Spot had gone
down the road to Troy, NY, he would have seen that it was much worse,
and made Schenectady look like Heaven by comparison. So it goes.
-----James "Kibo" Parry
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C O N V E N T I O N S
September 17-19, 1993 (Idaho)
MOSCON 15. University Inn Best Western, Moscow, ID. GoH: Barbara
Hambly; AGoH: David A. Martin; FGoH: Steve Fahnestalk. Info: Moscon 15,
Box 8521, Moscow, ID 83843; (208)882-0364.
September 18, 1993 (Texas)
TREKFEST 1993. Houston, TX. Emph: Star Trek. Info: Trekfest 1993, c/o
Starbase Houston, P.O. Box 981701, Houston TX 77098; (713)527-WARP.
September 24-26, 1993 (New York)
CONTRADICTION 13. Hyatt Regency, Buffalo, NY; rms $74/$79/$84/$89.
GoH: Nancy Kress; SGoH: George Alec Effinger. Memb: $17 until 7/17/93,
$21 until 9/7/93, $25 after. Info: Contradiction 13, Box 2043,
Newmarket Stn., Niagara Falls, NY 14301; (716)285-2290.
September 29 - October 2, 1993 (Ukraine)
UKRAINE NATIONAL CON 3. Kiev, Ukraine. Info: Ukraine National Con, c/o
Boris Sidyuk, Poste Restante GPO, Kiev 252001, Ukraine; (044)228-2434.
October 1-3, 1993 (Ohio)
CONTEXT VI. Hilton Inn North, Columbus OH. GoH: Frederik Pohl. Info:
Context VI, Box 2954, Columbus OH 43216; (614)263-6089.
October 1-2, 1993 (Virginia)
RISING STAR 2. Salem Civic Center, Salem, VA. Guests: Hal Clement,
Lisa Cantrell, media guests. Memb: $7.50 until 8/1/93, $10 after.
Info: Rising Star 2, 545 Howard Drive, Salem, VA 24153; (703)389-9400.
October 1-3, 1993 (England)
FANTASYCON 18. Midland Hotel,Birmingham UK. GoH:Peter James; AGoH:Les Edwards
Info: Fantasycon 18, 46 Oxford Rd., Acocks Green, Birmingham B27 6DT, UK.
October 8-10, 1993 (California, Southern)
Con-Chord 9. Burbank Hilton, Burbank CA. GoH: Dave Clement; TM: Molly
Bennett. Filk convention. Memb: $30 until 9/7/93, $35 after. Info:
Con-Chord 9, c/o Rick Weiss, 13261 Donegal Dr., Garden Grove, CA 92644;
(714)530-3546 (before 10 pacific).
October 8-10, 1993 (Iowa)
ICON (IA) 18. Westfield Best Western, Coralville, IA. GoH: Suzette
Haden Elgin; FGoHs: Martin & Nancy McClure. Memb: $18 until 8/1/93, $20
until 9/15/93, $25 after. Info: Icon 18, Box 525, Iowa City, IA 52244;
October 8-10, 1993 (Maryland)
FARPOINT. Marriott's Hunt Valley Inn, Cockeysville, Maryland. Guests:
George Takei, John de Lancie, more. Memb: $30. Info: Farpoint, 5657
Utrecht Road, Baltimore MD 21206; (410)866-5516.
October 8-10, 1993 (Tennessee)
CONCAT 5. Holiday Inn Cedar Bluff, Knoxville TN; rms $60. GoH: Octavia
Butler; AGoH: Pat Morrissey; TM: Wendy Webb; SGoH: Mark Maxwell. Memb:
$25 until 10/1/93, $30 after. Info: ConCat V, 805 College Street,
Knoxville TN 37921.
October 15-17, 1993 (Florida)
NECRONOMICON '93. Airport Holiday Inn, Tampa, FL. GoHs: Lois McMaster
Bujold, Peter David. Memb: $15 until 9/15/93, $20 after. Info:
Necronomicon '93, P.O. Box 2076, Riverview, FL 33569.
October 15-17, 1993 (Massachusetts)
NOTJUSTANOTHERCON IX. University of Massachusetts, Amherst, MA. GoHs:
TBA. Memb: TBA. Info: RSO 116, Student Activities Office, UMASS,
Amherst, MA 010002; (413)545-1924.
October 15-17, 1993 (Minnesota)
VALLEYCON 18. Madison Hotel, Moorhead MN; rms $54 sngl, $57 dbl. GoH:
TBA. Memb: $8 at door. Info: Valleycon 18, Box 7202, Fargo ND 58109;
October 15-17, 1993 (Canada, British Columbia)
ICON (BC) 3. Harbour Towers Hotel, Victoria BC, Canada. GoH: Dave
Duncan; AGoH: Julia Lacquement; FGoH: Betty Bigelow. Memb: C$25. Info:
Icon 3, Box 30004, 3995 Quadra St. #104, Victoria BC V8X 5E1, Canada;
October 28-31, 1993 (Minnesota)
WORLD FANTASY CON 1993. Radisson Hotel South & Plaza Tower, 7800
Normandale Blvd., Minneapolis MN 55439-3145; (612)835-7800; rms $75
sngl/dbl, $85 tpl/quad. GoHs: Poul Anderson, Roger Zelazny, John
Crowley; AGoH: Tom Canty; SGoH: Basil Copper; TM: Neil Gaiman. Memb:
$75 until 8/1/93, $100 after; $40 supporting (membership limited to 750
paid members). Info: World Fantasy Convention 1993, Box 2128, Loop
Stn., Minneapolis MN 55402.
October 29-31, 1993 (Washington)
Dreamcon 8. South Everett Quality Inn and Conference Center, Everett,
WA; rms $60. TM: Nevin Pratt, Jr.; AGoH: David Cherry.
Memb: $25.00 until 10/16/93; $30.00 after. Info: 10121 Evergreen
Way, Suite 103, Everett, WA 98204; (206)643-7027 (Rick Lewis, chairman)
before 9PM only (Pacific Time).
October 30-31, 1993 (Ireland)
OCTOCON '93. Royal Marine Hotel, Dun Laoghaire, Co. Dublin, Ireland.
4th Irish National SF Con. GoH: Storm Constantine. Comics GoH: Steve
Dillon; guests: Diane Duane, Peter Morwood, Katherine Kurtz, Morgan
Llywelyn, Anne McCaffrey, James White, more. Info: Octocon '93, 20
Newgrove Avenue, Sandymount, Dublin 4, Ireland.
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DragonCon '93 - July 1993 Mini-Review| the children's chewable space ship party
SHORT VERSION: worthwhile, but not as | Sat Oct 30 Lexington, KY 606-282-1661
fun as last years. MANY snafus in | $5/8@door LexiCon IX Rave
running it- absolutely nothing started|
on time, insufficient A/C, legions of | University of Kentucky
butthead security guards ruining any | Old Student Center Grand Ballroom
chance of harmless fun, WAY TOO SMALL | Lexington, Kentucky
video room for RHPS performance, |
dealers room on concrete floor, etc. | Admission free with convention badge.
I've also heard some nasty (and so far| valid college ID required
unsubstantiated) rumors that the |----------------------------------------
DragonCon people are trying to kill | Rumor has it that
every other convention in town, plus | the PhenomiCon
they are trying to drive out the party| convention in
crowd in favor of the more profitable | Atlanta, GA is [PhenomiCon
commercialized fandom events. But, | now DEAD and will planet Earth
even despite this, a fun time was had-| not be held any with gigantic
the LAST Betty Page Look-Alike contest| longer. Has screw stuck
was great (next year is a generic | anyone else who through it
beauty contest-BIG mistake), the Club | was there last logo]
Camarilla and Club Hell vampire events| year received
were fun, plus all the usual gaming, | any info in the
videos, and events. BEST EVENTS: | mail about this?
Soliton Rave Front party, Clifford | Too damn bad, if
Stoll talk, RHPS, Joe Christ video | its true.
"Acid is Groovy, Kill the Pigs" |