In which we temporarily dial down the pandemic to bring you our first (and last) issue devoted exclusively to SPORTS, an activity we’re shockingly ignorant of and bad at… which, y’know, is why come it’s funny.
- Zip Sledding!
- Famous Speedos!
- The thrill of getting picked last for gym!
The East Village Inky — in which the Hoosier-born mother of two native New Yorkers manages to issue forth yet another quarterly installment of their New York City lives. Perishables & Dry Goods! Insomnia! Naked people dancing in a wholesome manner! Obscurities reviewed! Live Theater! Recipes! Comics! Advice to the Fathers! Babyproofing Hilarity! A Paucity of Negative Space!
40 jam-packed, fun-filled, handwritten and illustrated pages in a handy pocket-sized format. Unparalleled reading for toilet, subway, long-distance buses in foreign lands, zombie invasions and (for old times sake) nursing in public places.
40 page black and white zine