STAPLE! Recap


Hello, sir. Care for a graphic novel? Maybe a lap dance?

STAPLE! was a rockin’ good time, and an excellent opening salvo of the Frequency Press reign over all popular media. Over three hundred people shuffled through the venue doors on Saturday, and a tenth of them walked out with copies of DRIVE. I couldn’t have hoped for a better reception (and to tell the truth, I didn’t). Thanks to everybody who showed up, bought a book, or just talked to me for a bit. My apologies to the other exhibitors. I would have hit your tables, but I coudn’t leave mine!

After the show, I went out to dinner with Chris (STAPLE’s organizer), Randy Lander (thefourthrail.com), Lea Hernandez (rumblegirls.com), Shannon Wheeler (Too Much Coffee Man), and a slew of others. We hit Baby Acapulco’s like a tidal wave, and we didn’t leave until we had gorged on a cubic ton of food and drink. A quick stop with Shannon to pick up Randy again, and we were off to the after-party!

Club Deville is a damn-fine place to get a drunk on, and that’s what we did. My puplishers were already pretty off by the time I showed up, and they were completely blitzed by the time they left. My heart shudders thinking about who might have driven home. I didn’t worry too hard, though, because there was more drinking to do, and shortly before midnight, I convinced, Randy, Shannon, Chris, and a small battalion of other STAPLE-ers to take the one block walk down to Beerland to check out The Flametrick Subs.

So, there we are, a bunch of comics shlubs shaking our asses to the finest rockabilly in Austin, knocking back Lone Star beers and shots of rotgut whisky, smoke permeating our clothes and our lungs in equal measure. The Subs rocked us for two hours, and we were damn sure to thank them afterwards. Of course, what a Subs show without Satan’s Cheerleaders? I pulled Shawna’s favorite crush, Miss Sindee Lux, aside and got her to give Shawna a call, thus making Shawna’s whole weekend through the power of cellular technology.


Hi, Shawna! Wish you were here!

Sometime around 3am, I limped home and curled up in my bed, content that I had had one helluva a day.

Until next time!