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Groovy Dish

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The High Holidays are upon us. Guthy is writing again on Jewcy . She wrote a spectacular post about this most introspective time for our people. Run. Read. Learn. It's absolutely beautiful. " All I wish I could Say in a Sentence When Asked to do so " Have you downloaded the FIRST ISSUE of Astonishing Adventures Magazine ? You have got to read it. There are over 180 pages of no joke pulp art and writing. There's a great mix of up and coming and established writers. The stories are so, so, sooooo well written. The art is sexy pulp squared. Over 5,000 downloads so far! The positive reviews have been pouring in. Are you plotzing?! AAM has skyrocketed straight to the top. You've got to read it. PS:: Cormac Brown's piece "Tit for Tat" (page 28) is so divine, it will run chills up your spine. It's a swoony yarn, my friends. Run. Read. Now.

Pussy Pooches

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I have decided that little dogs are Pussy Pooches . My mother was telling me about this couture canine store she read about that sells, are you ready? WIGS FOR DOGS : long and blond. Bouffant fire engine red. Sultry black bobs. The whole nine yards. The shame...

Oy Vey

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Before heading out to my doctor's appointment last week, I ran into my postal broad who I happen to like because she's so dishy. She was diligently filling our boxes with bills and asked me where my big black dog was. It's the second time I've been asked (I know you're sick of the death lament. Build a bridge, bitches). It seems I still haven't mastered the art of deathversation. I said, "Dead". She said, "No, shit. For reals? Why"? My first thought was, No, I'm lying, schmuck. Then I thought, has she never heard of the word empathy? What about diplomacy? I have a Webster's that we could've perused together as a family. Then I thought, maybe she thinks I whacked The Kid. Battling between quippy response and sincerity, I was so heartbroken by the reminder, I pussed out. So, I cried and explained that he had abdominal sepsis. BIG-MISTAKE. Without missing a beat in distributing each tenant's mail, she managed to express herself