"I looked around the deserted tavern, which reeked of stale beer and cigarette smoke. The pot of Hungarian goulash bubbled on the stove. I thought of Roy, somewhere in the sewers of Seattle." From Real Stuff #2 (Fantagraphics, March 1991).

"You're not supposed to be here. This is a women's event; no men are welcome." From Real Stuff #2 (Fantagraphics, March 1991).

"I was working in a small tavern in Moscow, Idaho, when I got the call… I took the next pickup truck to California." From Real Stuff #2 (Fantagraphics, March 1991).

"In Walla Walla, the most popular pastime for the town toughs was 'Whitty bashing.' A carload of young drunks would pull up alongside the campus, and a crew would hop out and beat up some unlucky Whitman student." From Real Stuff #2 (Fantagraphics, March 1991).

"One day I got a letter from Charles Bukowski…" From Real Stuff #1 (Fantagraphics, December 1990).

"Because the bartender is always on TV, I got laid a lot. There were plenty of free drugs and drinks. I lived out all my middle-class Idaho fantasies as quickly as possible." From Real Stuff #1 (Fantagraphics, December 1990).

"I had a mega-bummer back in 1974 when I was living in Moscow, Idaho… I was a former member of the University of Idaho varsity football team and I liked getting stoned… a lot." From Real Stuff #1 (Fantagraphics, December 1990).

[NSFW] "Her name's Kathy. I'll set you up with her after work." From Real Stuff #1 (Fantagraphics, December 1990).

"A few years ago I got busted for dealing acid and marijuana. The judge gave me three years in the Idaho State Penitentiary." From Real Stuff #1 (Fantagraphics, December 1990).

A NSFW story from Real Stuff #1 (Fantagraphics, December 1990).