A reader sent an email with no subject and no text — just a link. I didn’t click it for like a week or something because I’m terrified of computer viruses and identity theft and razors in mini Snickers bars. But this morning I was feeling bold. I clicked it.
It took me to a wonderful place called Hamburger Eyeland, where they sell a thing called LINDZINE, which is a 56-page fanzine full of Lindsay Lohan photos and maybe other amazing things, who knows.
This is very relevant to my interests. To illustrate its relevancy, I’ve included a photo of a page from my zine, This Isn’t a Bird Story. This page is my Lindsay Lohan page. You may remember this Lilo picture from 90 Days 90 Photos of Lindsay Lohan, the gallery.
So thank you, reader Nic, for the vaguely horrifying email that turned out to be really great.
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Lindsay Lohan is hotter than normal celebrities.
agreed. its something primal but I have never been able to fully articulate it…
so no one else is afraid of razor blades in mini snickers?
i find that if you only accept airplane-sized bottles of vodka you can either a) fully eliminate the razor blades in mini snickers fear or b) have plenty of antiseptic ready just in case.
Only when I go trick or treating. I always suspect a trick… and not the good kind.
OH MY GOD! Do you think I could get away with never taking my child trick-or-treating?
Some parents just buy their kids a couple bags of candy and then don’t let them out. Or others let them trick or treat then throw out all the candy and replace it with things they bought. (I have a crazy family . . .) So maybe you could do that? hahah
My mom used to squish every piece and inspect for holes before I was allowed to touch anything…
My mom would just let us kids eat whatever we got without checking…probably says a lot about how I was raised :)
probably afraid of computer viruses even more!….i commend you…a true act of courage….
if it was me it would have sat in my inbox for a couple of years until my laptop crashed one day and destroyed it and everything else….
i thought the razorblades were in the apples.
you know, to contribute to childhood obesity. that’s why we were only allowed to give out pre wrapped candy, aka mini snickers.
I want to kiss her lip freckle. That’s all.