It took me about over a year, but I finally finished Stephen King’s 849-page Kennedy assassination time travel thriller 11/22/63, and, to mark the occasion, I’m taking the night off to binge watch the eight-part adaptation on Hulu. For what it’s worth, I’m not adverse to reading. In fact, I read a lot. I’m a […]
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Talking horror with Josh Malerman while blindfolded, going inside our local all-girl moped gang with Autumn Rae, and singing about Merona skirts …on episode 18 of The Saturday Six Pack
After a week off, The Saturday Six Pack was back on AM 1700 this past weekend, and, while I have a few regrets, I feel pretty comfortable saying that, all things considered, it was a solid outing. We learned a lot. We laughed a lot. And we even sang an impromptu song about Merona dresses, […]
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Jeff Kay’s first novel, Crossroads Road
Over the years, I’ve mentioned my friend Jeff Kay here a few times. He and I got to know one another, trading our zines through the mail in the mid-90’s, and, then, at some point later in the decade, we met up in LA and became friends. He was married, with two kids, and working […]
Posted in Art and Culture, Crimewave USA, Mark's Life, Uncategorized Also tagged agents, Billy White Eggs, California, crease-cleaning monkey, Crossroads Road, Deadwood, Dukes of Clairmont, eaten by dogs, Edgar Allan Poe, Evil Twin, friends who do cooler stuff that I do, friends with books, indie publishing, Jeff Kay, Jovis McIntire, Los Angeles, lottery, Marie Prevost, Nathaniel Hawthorne, NBC, obesity, Party of Five, Pennsylvania, Revenge of Print, Scranton, self-publishing, Sunshine, things that I hope I don't cry and convulse through, yurts, zine friends 10 Comments