Bruce Campbell, Our Hero.

One thing my son and I agree on--well, there are actually shitloads of things we agree on--but one of them is that we freaking love Bruce Campbell. He makes us laugh. He always has.

Years and years ago we were in a big bookstore (remember those things...BOOKSTORES? Man, those were the days!). Anyway we descended the stairs from the top floor to the lower level (Yeah, I know, right?!! Two-story bookstores were actually a THING, man!) On a big table at the bottom of the stairs they had an entire display devoted to this book called MAKE LOVE THE BRUCE CAMPBELL WAY. We were just laughing at the title and cover. That alone had us going. So we picked one up and I started reading it out loud and after a few lines I was laughing so hard it was difficult to continue. But we kept reading it and it only got funnier.

After a while we put it down and left because clerks and customers were staring at us, plus I couldn't afford that damn book!

But it sure was funny.

Bruce Campbell--a man who carved a career out of corn. What a brilliant fucker.

Just the cover had us laughing.

PS: Sean Penn should have read this to learn how it's done.

Because...well. Bruce Campbell.

I met Bruce Campbell once. Back in the early 90s. He was famous, but not as famous as he is now. No one blocked access and as I recall it didn't cost anything to see him. Now he's swarmed with fans wherever he appears. Nice guy. I didn't have a digital camera the first time I saw him more than two decades ago. But I took this photo from a distance with a telephoto lens. Not sure how much he was charging for autographs, but there was no shortage of people willing to pay the fee.

If chins could kill.