Wow, what an intense couple of months. We had a successful Kickstarter and an even more successful two-day shoot. The footage is AMAZING! So when I will be unveiling this amazing cinema ready work of art? Well, our Kickstarter, Newsletter and our Dead End Street team get the first viewing and after that the rest […]Read More
Am I really as old as that TV set? No. Cute baby, though.
My birthday is Valentine’s Day. It is a good day to be born.
Twice as many kisses; I always say. My brother was born on St. Patrick’s Day, which is odd. Two boys, two saints, both mostly fictionalized. My mom always made a heart-shaped vanilla cake, with vanilla icing and little peppermint hearts trimming the edge. It was delicious. My awesome wife Ariane, who also happens to be an awesome chef and could fix me the ultimate birthday cake using the Magnolia Bakery recipe, but I’m off sugar. Oh well, cupcakes for the kids.Read More Birthday, horror, richard long, Signed Paperbacks, The Book of Paul, The Dream Palace, valentines day
Just got an email appeal from the Dems to chip in a donation to try and legislate some kind of gun control measures. The email came in response to the NRA‘s expected “NO WAY!” reaction to the proposed ban on assault rifles, huge ammo clips and any form of sensible registration policy to try and […]Read More Assault weapon, Federal Assault Weapons Ban, Gun control, Libertarian, National Rifle Association, NRA, richard long, United States, Weapons, WTSHTF
Should a 16 year old be allowed to drive around in 2 ½ tons of snarling steel?
You can thank Driver’s Ed classes for that ill-advised decision. Dicey situation at best, right? Now add a bottle of cheap wine, some blotter acid, and a carload of drunk, pot-puffing pals. What does that sound like to you? An accident waiting to happen? A recipe for disaster?
I called it Halloween.
My Uncle Jimmy had recently managed to get himself killed by busting his head in a fall. In his apartment. Dead drunk. He left me his car in the will. It was awesomeness itself: A white, convertible 1963 Buick Electra 225 with black leather upholstery, six-way power seats and a turbine drive rocket under the hood, powered by 325 snorting ponies. 0-60 in 8.4 seconds. For a car that weighed over 5,000 pounds with a full boat of teenage asshats. As Eric Cartman would say, “Helli-cool.”Read More coffin hop, giveaway, Halloween, richard long, The Book of Paul