RETAILER TOOLS & OTHER SWAG TO DOWNLOAD: SKY APE Wallpaper Retailers: Our Pals! In our ongoing struggle to get Sky Ape into the hands of readers, we know that you are our single greatest resource. That's why we want to do everything in our power to help you help us get the book seen. We have a number of materials that we've produced to help promote the book, including a few posters (11x17), shelf-talkers (available as PDF files), cool magnets, and a couple of T-shirt designs. If there's anything which we can send you to help raise ape-awareness, please let us know, and we'll see if we can produce it. Signs for your window? Counter stand-ups? You got 'em. We're currently working on a plethora of goofy ideas, and if you'd like to use 'em, we'd be more than happy to send 'em. Please e-mail us at skyape at comcast dot net, and we'll be happy to hook you up. Getting SKY APE to the masses is dirty work. One can't be complacent and just assume that a monkey with a jetpack will sell itself (although in Chicago this is clearly the case). One must get up and mingle with the unwashed masses and convince them, through carefully choreographed song and dance numbers involving hats, canes and at least six registered voters, that, yes, SKY APE is a book that demands your attention and, more importantly, your hard-earned cash. A grand don't come for free, bitch, and we get out there and work the crowd like Roger Ebert tackles a cherry Slurpee. This is what we call Gorilla Marketing. On any given day, select members of the SKY APE TEAM take to the streets, heading into comics shops to do a few sketches, tell a few jokes, make cheap passes at any females within our circumference, and tell our story, which is "Buy more SKY APE." When we strike, it is quick and unannounced, spectacularly benign and altogether uninteresting. But we look good. And we take pictures. And we post them here. Because you don't need to be a fancy-schmancy comics retailer to become a bona fide FRIEND OF SKY APE. You just need to let us in. To your hearts. Cousin Steve (third from left) of The Outer Limits in Waltham let us in. Look how happy he is now. Not content to be outdone, the good guys at Comicazi let us in as well. That all hell was about to break loose was simply understood. Jenkins visits Newbury Comics. Because somebody has to. Jenkins sneaks behind the counter of Comicopia, one of Boston's most celebrated comics shops. Hey, there's Matt Lehman, who owns the joint. And a cute girl with black hair. Also, there are comics. Lots. Three hours later, and Matt still hasn't asked Richard to leave. Or to stop shoving old Marvel "Planet of the Apes" mags into his trousers. We don't know either, folks. Phil went to Jim's comics in Winthrop, MA, and, not so surprisingly, got an audience with Jim himself. Hi, Jim. Not content to wreak havoc in Boston, the boys (and SKY APE publisher Larry Young) infiltrate Modern Myths in Northampton. No visit to Cambridge is complete without a stop at Million Year Picnic in Harvard Square. Jenkins chats up the young dudes at New England Comics. Our ability to crash a comics store bash transcends state lines and coastal barriers. Here, Russo drops in on comics pimp and party czar James Sime, owner of The Isotope Comic Book Lounge, possibly the only known comics store where the whiskey and imported beer flows freely.