It's all her fault

She's like a drug dealer. First she sends me old copies of "Hip Mama" and then copies of her zine. Then copies of other zines she thinks I'll love. Know what? I do.

Then I see Dawn hawking a new site full of zines. And mama zines to boot! I'm hooked! I even bought a copy of a friend's zine without blinking. It was ok. Not the same flavor that Kerri supplies me with. See...I can't get my zine kick without going thru my zine dealer.

Someone stop me before I start my own!