If one cannot tell by seeing the gaps on this site, nothing is happening. Well, that is not entirely true. Something is happening, but slowly. Issue three isn't exactly plugging away, which is not to say it's not being created. But what the hell else do you expect when the Gods of the economy feel that sacred words like "income" should best be kept as far away from the already faint vestige of my being as possible?
In the interim I see nothing offensive in occupying one's time with the less-finer things that entities that aren't Biopsy offer. One can spend some time reading someone's terrible blog and obsess over its terribleness in whatever way one is inclined to do so -- Lord knows they exist. Or you can check out this band called Rorschach. Here, some fan has a MySpace for them. How are they relevant here? Does the fact that their song "Bone Marrow Biopsy" provided, in part, the inspiration for the title of this very mag say anything? Not to mention the design for the first issue was also inspired by the artwork of their discography Autopsy. Pretty sweet, right? They're also reuniting. I don't know what treats that will bring, but I can assure you they will no longer look as rocking as they once did. Consider your time filled.
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