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New Mini-Zine: The Way of the Taxi

The Way of the Taxi A PILTDOWNLAD Mini-Zine “Cab to the Yard” b/w “Gridlock Is My Business”

This one-sheet mini-zine is a preview of the next Behind the Wheelzine, subtitled “The Thin Checkered Line.” The two short pieces here describe in gripping detail the start of a taxi shift, from getting off BART and walking through the Mission to the National Yard, then heading out into the maelstrom of…

Piltdownlad: Women Got Me Drinking

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Piltdownlad #8.5 - The Cult of Teddy Ruxpin

"The Cult of Teddy Ruxpin was the brainchild of Brett and Vic. As the outcasts of Saks High, they found great pleasure in being contrary. Since the Christians were always talking about devil worshippers and cults, they decided to start a cult of their own. The stuffed talking bear was the most absurd icon they could think of to worship. They scrawled 'Teddy Ruxpin Rules' all over school, on desks, cafeteria tables, their lockers and the bathroom walls. There were slight variations, such as, 'Teddy Ruxpin Is God,' 'All Hail Teddy Ruxpin,' or 'Teddy Ruxpin Is My Savior.' But the message was always the same. They knew it was stupid, but it alleviated the boredom. And it pissed off the Christians. So that made it worthwhile."

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Piltdownlad is a personal narrative zine. Issue #8 is The Olympic Spirit and Other Stories

Tales from the San Gabriel Valley... set in a time when kids weren't allowed indoors until the sun went down... various shenanigans and random hijinks in Rosemead, Alhambra, San Gabriel and El Monte... turf wars on Columbia Street, free food from McDonald's courtesy of the Eastern Bloc, smoking pot at Mark Keppel High, riding bikes in The Wash, playing Rambo at Marrano Beach, trashing Emerson Elementary, locked up at the Temple City Police Department, hunting the Night Stalker (AKA the Valley Prowler), having Parents Without Partners and more...