We stayed at a different friend's places, slept in a hammock in a backyard, made art, postered stuff up late at night, hawked our comic books on the street, drew comics and went to Fantagraphic and Sub Pop parties and met Pete Bagge and Julie Doucet and James Sturm (hmm...James now teaches at the Center for Cartoon Studies) and all kinds of other cool artists and musicians (one band played pants-less at a warehouse party--that was a good time). It was a really interesting summer.

Sadly, when we woke up in the morning to go back and look at our work it had already been painted over. We were pretty mad. We never even got photo-proof of it. It was the last day I saw Julie I think too. She and I had a lot of the same things happen to us that summer and it was nice always, so nice to talk together when we hung around. I met a lot of girls that summer but she was the only friend I could really talk to.

Find Julie's work here. I suggest reading every Dirty Plotte issue you can find and also her New York Diary.
So Julie, if you google yourself and find this, hi from Deb. We're ladies now, huh?
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I have a copy of "Hot Flying Spunk". A girl I used to know purchased it from someone on the street here in Seattle. I'll have to dig it out again sometime. I think it still has the original wrapper with the plastic fly glued to it.
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