This installment of 127 Days To Live (#3) is part diary, part memoir and part scrapbook. (And every last column inch is admissible evidence). 127 #2 was launched in December of 1998. A low circulation coupled with general motivational and zinester related lifestyle problems plagued both the momentum and the "raisin" d'etre of my little publication. As I watched my zine kingdom turn into a serfdom, I made a hasty decision of questionable judgement -- I sold the zine rights to an unworthy successor. But you will read all about this soon enough. (A quick warning. Unlike most zines, this is a sequential and cumulative experience. Browsing is still encouraged, but will only generate undue confusion). Suffice to say, the ending is permeated with Disney molecules, and temporarily losing control of 127 was the best decision I've ever made. After reading this testimonial, I hope you'll agree.

Ryan Bigge (November, 1999)
127 is a zine of lazy discoveries