They look like me because they
are me. Note that the seller is Greg Smith of ATOM MIND magazine and publisher (in the last century) of my
first book alternative man.
The bobble-heads were part of an unprecedented small press promotional push. Bobble head dolls, stadium seat cushions, beer can cozies, an Ann Taylor line of
alternative woman grunge business suits, an appearance on the Larry King show, a limited edition
alternative man Toyota Corolla (hand painted by the ghost of Keith Haring), a Soviet satellite launch that was supposed to project the book cover onto the moon, etc., etc.
But very little of that promotion took place. Only the books and dolls were made, and I was told that the dolls were all returned to the factory to be repurposed as Mikhail Gorbachev dolls. But it looks like the bastard was lying to me and kept them, just putting a "Bukowski" sticker over my name.
Well, what can you do.
