Longshot
Mid eighties, I was in my mid teens, early summer. My dad was coordinator for a cross state bicycle tour called FreeWheel. I brought my bike, but mostly rode in the van ahead of the tour, to the next campground in the next rural town.
After setting up camp, I would often set out on my own to wander the streets of the small town we'd arrived in, checking out parks and arcades, convenience and book stores, pawn shops and groceries. I earlier blogged about discovering The Secret Life of Algernon Pendleton in one of these towns. I discovered Longshot the same way.
I probably got it in some nameless quick stop or piggly wiggly. By the end of FreeWheel I had found the first 2 issues and was addicted. Interesting note: Being a Brian Bosworth fan at the time, I thought Longshot's blonde mullet was cool. And check out the leg warmers on She-Hulk. Sexee.
So I got home to Tulsa and stalked the various comic book stores around town until I had the whole series. Still have them, encased in mylar bags, filed away inside a cardboard box, inside another cardboard box, on a shelf in my front hall closet. They're all there next to other comic books I'll eventually get around to blogging about here someday.
Longshot
Mid eighties, I was in my mid teens, early summer. My dad was coordinator for a cross state bicycle tour called FreeWheel. I brought my bike, but mostly rode in the van ahead of the tour, to the next campground in the next rural town.
After setting up camp, I would often set out on my own to wander the streets of the small town we'd arrived in, checking out parks and arcades, convenience and book stores, pawn shops and groceries. I earlier blogged about discovering The Secret Life of Algernon Pendleton in one of these towns. I discovered Longshot the same way.
I probably got it in some nameless quick stop or piggly wiggly. By the end of FreeWheel I had found the first 2 issues and was addicted. Interesting note: Being a Brian Bosworth fan at the time, I thought Longshot's blonde mullet was cool. And check out the leg warmers on She-Hulk. Sexee.
So I got home to Tulsa and stalked the various comic book stores around town until I had the whole series. Still have them, encased in mylar bags, filed away inside a cardboard box, inside another cardboard box, on a shelf in my front hall closet. They're all there next to other comic books I'll eventually get around to blogging about here someday.
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