If you ask the trademark office, BLT stands for Black Leather Times. If you check a particular issue of BLT, it might appear to stand for Blood Laved Truncheons or Boyfriends, Lesbians, & Truth or Backstabbing Lazy Tenants. If you read The Washington Post, you might think BLT stands for "off-color sketches about grunge culture hijinks and kinky fantasies."

Perhaps Richard Kadrey hit the nail on the head when he wrote up BLT in his Covert Culture Sourcebook, saying "Punk with computers. You've been warned." So, having computers and all, we figured it was time to really bring BLT to the web. This is a compendium of past issues. Some of the information may no longer be exactly current as we've been publishing since Halloween of 1990. But it ought to still be funny. Unless, of course, you think the joke is on you. Just remember, if you think a specific article is about you and your rotten personality, given the timeline, it probably isn't. But we'd prefer it if you took it personally anyway. We'll be posting some new issues soon enough, so we'll get around to you. Members of our street team will be passing out print copies of our most recent edition of the zine where we really may be addressing your personal foibles.

Why bring our punk rock humor zine to the internet now? I initially balked at the idea of putting any of my work online. I felt that the web was killing print publishing. And now the web has killed or greatly diminished many forms of print publishing. So it is a fait accompli. Roll with it or don't get the word out. Over time, a number of my more Gothic projects have spawned online offshoots. But I always considered Gothic a spice, a depressed yet well-dressed sort of punk rock. However Gothic is a lot like garlic and it can overpower everything you mix it with. So this is my attempt to get back to my roots by kickin' it old school.

I hope you enjoy BLT. I hope it makes you laugh. I hope it makes you think. And, if not, fuck you.