BIG BANG BLOW-OUT: We received a fax waaaay past the deadline this week, but we'd like to share it with you anyway. It says: "They say the Big Bang occurred some 15 billion years ago. But that was just the first one." The second Big Bang is actually scheduled considerately with the busy weekend shopper in mind, and will happen from 1 to 3 p.m. Saturday, December 7, at The Book Mark, 5001 E. Speedway. They've twisted the arms of seven best-selling authors of "spectacular science fiction, magical fantasy, splendid historicals and wonderful kids' books" for a great blast of a booksigning. Authors slated to appear pen-in-hand include: Simon Hawke (War, The Ambivalent Magician); Dennis L. McKiernan (The Dragonstone, Caverns of Socrates); Melanie Rawn (The Golden Key, Exiles I: The Ruins of Ambri); Jennifer Roberson (The Golden Key, Highlander: Scotland the Brave); Michael Stackpole (the Star Wars X-Wing series); Judith Tarr (King and Goddess, The Eagle's Daughter); and John Vornholt (several books in the Star Trek series). As if that isn't enough, poet Quincy Troupe breezes in after the dust settles to sign his latest collection of poems, Avalanche, from 3 to 5 p.m. also on Saturday. Troupe co-authored the award-winning autobiography of Miles Davis, and has been invited to participate in the 1997 Venice Biennale. Troupe's comments appear in the article "Venice Calling" in this week's Review section. For information on this "once-in-15-billion-years" happening, call 881-6350. ISSUES/INSOLENCE/INDEMNITY: That's the cover slogan on the November/December issue of the second coolest magazine on the planet, Might. It's a lot like Spy, which lingers in memory as the first coolest magazine on the planet, in case you're one of those people who feel it's important to know that sort of thing (Spy disappeared awhile ago and has now resurfaced, and this guy who works for us who thinks he's really hip says it's not very funny anymore. He says, "Maybe it was the coolest magazine of the mid-eighties,"in a very snide tone. If he wasn't the Senior Editor, we'd ignore him entirely; but since he is, he takes exception to our lumping him in with the editorial "we" when he, apparently, knows better. You decide.) Spy is based in New York, and Might is based out of San Francisco, which makes them different. We've noticed many people here (the ones who don't hate Californians on principle, anyway) have a strange fascination for consumer items which have some connection with California; so we think you'll like Might magazine. Even if you don't like California, and especially if you read the Tucson Weekly regularly and don't like it, either, you still might like Might. Because frankly, Might is everything we try very hard (but usually fail) to be here at the Weekly. They have pointless but witty editorials that don't hurt anyone; they brutally make fun of their advertisers (which are few) without (apparently) losing advertising revenue for it; they have well-written features that probe to find the redeeming qualities of maligned icons like Pat Buchanan, Courtney Love and mayonnaise; and they even have important, socially responsible stuff like a not-so-timely but nonetheless entertaining spread on the presidential campaign, and "Compulsory reading: Deep thoughts from today's hottest dictators." Of course, there are differences, too. Might has only been around for about a year, and we've been around for 13. We're free, and available every week from all Circle K's. Might costs $3.95 per issue ($20 per year), is bi-monthly, and you have to drive to some big store like Borders Books and Music to buy it. Read Might. It's fun.

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