You know, I specifically shrunk font sizes this issue so it wouldn't get this god-awful huge. I probably would have topped 60 pages if I didn't do that. But nonetheless, I still hit a high number with 43 pages. It's a worthless cause - Legends is just simply my most expensive hobby. At least for now.

I haven't quite figured out what I'm going to have in next month's issue. I'll work out a layout when I'm done here. I do know, however, that ambient artist Joe Renzetti will be featured with an exclusive interview and reviews of both his releases: Talking To The Dead and Discovery. You'll also see in-depth reviews of work by the Kidney Thieves, Eden, AFX and more. Reinaldo E. Grandal's "Night Wind Rising" as well as Sue Simpson's "The Thirteenth Station" will both be completed with their final (fourth and second, respectively) chapters. Other than that, I'm at a loss. But that's at least somewhat of a list for you all to look forward to.

Dawn has risen and brought with it a bit more snow. The east coast cold snap is still in effect here in Jersey as I write this. I found a frozen pigeon in the recycle bin when I took out the garbage. I was going to give it to Prince Tobias of the White Trash Hoe Cats (he lives here, too) to play with, but I was afraid he'd bring it upstairs and freak out my wife. So instead I decided to leave it where it was.

I'm off to work on next issue's layout and maybe even get through the HTML coding of this issue so that I can feel somewhat accomplished when I collapse. So g'nite - or rather g'mornin' - my niblets.

Peace, love and all the trimmings…(but NOT the FAT!)

Marcus Pan
January 23, 2000 @ 7:23AM EST