My next translation of that peerless French humorist of the Belle Époque, Alphonse Allais, will be published by Black Scat Books this summer. This one is No Bile, from 1893.

My horror story in sonnets, “The Werechurch,” will make its appearance in Dagger Magazine this summer too. It may give you nightmares.

A choice selection of my drawings and other works on paper will be fastened to the wall of the Mothership, the multi-ineffable space Paul McMahon runs in Woodstock, at 6 Hillcrest Avenue. There will be drawings, comics, illustrations, scores, index cards, and rubber stamp stereoscopy. The opening is May 17, from 6 to 8, and everything comes down the 22nd.

Since I contributed to R. Crumb’s delightful magazine Weirdo, back in the day, I will be represented in Jon B. Cooke’s new book The Book of Weirdo, out later this year from Last Gasp.

My ukulele classes resume on Monday nights at the Jalopy Theatre, in Brooklyn. Uke I is at 7:00 and Uke II at 8:00.

(Posted by Doug Skinner)