Still shambling the streets of the city Nelson Algren defined, I am the Monster in a madhouse refined. Burma Shave.
Friday, May 30, 2008
We, The Jury
Quite a few of you commented how I made up the whole being handcuffed tale (this means you, Steve!). Well, in my behalf, here are some witnesses that will attest to the mock photo: Dean Stockwell, Julie Schwartz (his ghost, actually), my lost love GloriAnne Gilbert (in this photo, we reenact a scene from MIDNIGHT EXPRESS. No, I wasn't the Randy Quaid character). My attorney, Count Midnight. And the star witness, Rowdy Roddy Piper, showing how the cop brought me down with a sucker punch in the first place. And now you know....Wayne
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3 comments:
I thought that was Rowdy Roddy! Hysterical!
Gives a whole new meaning to "When Hell came to Frog Town."
Oh, crap! Roddy Piper! Neat as hell!
The blond was a hottie.
I liked Julie Schwartz. I got to talk with him once. He was telling me some great stuff about HP Lovecraft. I never knew that he agented very briefly for HPL. I can tell you about it later at length.
I recall that during that same show he was trying to get Will Eisner to do a project for DC and Eisner was treating Schwartz like shit. He was really being a jerk to Julie.
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