re:uptake up:date

 by  your weird roving reporter Sh0n Grub

   This is a reuptake update from your friendly lost reporter shon grub here on a quick recap for the subscribers of dumzine.  It all weaves through our predecessor MINDBENDER MAGAZINE which ran its course of nearly three decades with the contributions of the grub bros. shaun and greg (RIP) grub and shaun's actual blood brother tim grub aka sleepy timmy  (back in the day when we ran Station 3 in Dark City -- the evil analog to boston).  

 

    The Grub Bros apartment in Boston down at the bottom of Beacon Hill served as a nexus for the adventures we had surviving the constant persecution of black helicopters that had been tracking us halfway across the nation, from W. Memphis, when Greg was chasing his art degree at their university.  I recall those days because when I reached his small air-conditioned apartment, I have a vivid memory of him squatting on the floor, knees akimbo, wearing his hand painted old-school black batman logo tank-top, with his wicked blonde spiked mullet hawk and deranged yet beguiling grin (that resembled the joker, somewhat) which made for the sort of extreme contrasts he became known for (Batman/Joker hybrid, in this case) over the course of our brilliant and tumultuous lives.  

    In Honduras, Greg and I put out The Commie Pinko, a Xeroxed pamphlet we typed up on my father's IBM Selectric, which was in the main office of his factory at POLCO, in El Hatillo, Honduras.  My dear ol' dad let us drive his Toyota diesel pickup truck from our house (nestled among the pines by a cliff overlooking the glittering city of Tegucigalpa) over to the factory which was maybe two miles down the winding dirt road.  We were also putting out MINDBENDER MAGAZINE of course, and I had already put out The Black Rose magazine at Joe T. Robinson high school back in Little Rock, which I don't think ever saw its second issue. Dumzine is here to rectify all that went wrong and which unraveled over those mad, bitter times of joyous rollicking along the momentous wavecrest of our developing youth. 

   The Grub Bros carved out our own reality, The Dream we wore proud as  a visor that shielded the Sun from blinding us. We were ready to step through any portal into whatever fantastical new world might await us on the other side.  We figured out we could create our own reality and so we did for many years, but I digress.   Dumzine wants to reassure you, that there are so many things going on currently  with its imprint (Plasma Press) that for now, as Executor of the Plasma Press estate, I can only describe our current situation as roughly the equivalent of grinding gears in 4-wheel drive to navigate out of a minor ditch off road.  (to be cont.) 

    

   

Tremor Double Vision

  by Sh0n Grub, roving reporter for the Oscillating Oculus 

We're in those times now.   Seismographs are picking up on a lot of activity across the board. We're in a shifting phase of turbulence while we change gears. We may have to bail out of the car. Whatever metaphor floats your boat. Like peter gabriel said, here comes the flood.  

    It's been seven years since greg grub hitched a ride to the other side. 

  In my head I can see how plasma press could all fall into place publishing X1 Triverse serials as well as the exploits of Professor Ferocity and the Phenomenal Five, and then filling in the blanks with android characters from the AI TITANS rogue gallery.  

    Dumzine's feeling the aftershocks, now.  That was a Grub life-extinction level event.  Still thinking of you my Grub brother.   Warrior in arms.  Still trying to hash up some plans amid the ruins.   Getting there slowly but surely

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by  roving reporter  Sh0n Grub  

by proxy of the Oscillating Oculus bringing you the down-to-the-street-level human interest stories you crave.  

  All you have to do is speak into the mic and this will upload. You can save it as a draft or publish it. It really wouldn’t even matter..  Because if you publish it, then you can always just go back and fix it..  But if you wanna be immaculate, you can actually keep it a draft until it’s perfect.

   These are matters of personal choice when you embark upon your creative writing project.  By agreeing to write with Plasma Press, you agree to have your amazing stories published in an old school manner [chapter book] where only the covers have fantastic color illustrations conjured by participants at the initial core level. Our synthographers are top-notch, Plasma Press has recruited two of them so far, with possibilities of expanding the ranks once expected sales goals are met. 

     Plasma Press is dedicated to presenting high quality fiction that goes beyond pulp science fantasy into a quantum realm transcending existence itself.  Be prepared to experience a series of books made available as low-priced hardcovers, perfectbound paperbacks, eBooks & audio books - the latter category having the largest demographic of the aforementioned.  

    As senior executor of Plasma Press, I guarantee we will be seeing some extravagant series cross-bonding with the universal principles in operation behind the multiverse and everything that entails. The subPrime dominions, in an echoing trail behind us, within the hyperdimensional refractory period associated with our solar portal system established by Sagittarius A* and the mysterious forces at work behind the quasar within immediate proximity, 

 to be cont.

      

More integral details

to come ...

Interpretive services

 Recourses may be offered for the misunderstanding people have with a variety of technological fields spread out before us like a tarot deck in a casino where the gambling is mandatory, there’s no guarantee that a sponsor will comply, given the unpredictable state of the weather, nowadays. 

  Sound familiar   

 - it shouldn’t— by all that’s unfair and fearsome!

Hook in w/yr  cyber-grapplin’ hooks— 

—swing onnem vines, know’m say’n

I heard word of a new publishing imprint that’s cooking up somethin colossal  -  

 -for those initial few who step onboard  — I heard whispers of it being by invitation or something. 

 I Sh0n Grub shall keep surviving subscribers of DUMZINE updated. 

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Dumzine tries new things

 I tap the mic icon, and it lights up into a white circle in the lower left of my smartphone screen. I speak the afore written sentence. 16 words are generated.  This is blog by dictation.   That’s right it’s your roving reporter Shon Grub here on assignment for the Oscillatong Oculus. Testing test testing. Hit done. Now hit the iron square with the paper airplane icon arrowing to the right.  Publish