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This website will wrestle with matters of Western philosophy, social justice and/or favorite song by Corey Hart.
THIS IS THE ONE - and YOU'RE INVITED!
Please come on out and be a part of this special evening.
You must have a reservation to attend. Seats are limited.
˜ A Solo Evening of Story-Based Comedy ˜
"Richard Lucas questions the value of a good bologna,
and more stories."
Thursday, May 1st - 8pm
Seats are filling up!
Make your reservation today!!!
My comedy has been called "cerebral," but then so have hemorrhages and palsy. You decide...
 >>Watch this set on YouTube where you can RATE IT (high!!!) and leave an awesome comment at will. It's gotten over views because misery loves company. and maybe I can bring my little dance to a club near you.
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"...like Harvey Keitel's funny cousin. Dark, but honest."
"Richard Lucas was up next. He had a level of dry wit that was refreshing and entertaining. He has a very non-threatening delivery, and he is also a bit of a chameleon. He looks very straight laced, but his jokes tend to head a little more into the dark side - but that's a good thing!"
"The funniest smart guy in Hollywood... Really, really funny: I'm a huge fan."
"Unforgettable... A legend in the making."
"The Clint Eastwood of Comedy."
"A very clever comic... like a young Robert DeNiro. "
"A great set."
(That may have had nothing to do with comedy...)
 Many of you know that my favorite book last year was, hands down, Joseph Finder's "Company Man." I've passed it around amongst some friends all of whom loved it and left me with a paperback as torn and tattered as the last 18 months of the Bush presidency. His books are fiction, action thrillers. Recently they've been set in the corporate world. His protagonists always have a great sense of humor, wry and real, about themselves and the people around them. Feeling so moved, I'd penned similar words of admiration on my MySpace page and, apparently, Mr. Finder spends as much time Googling himself as the rest of us do >>> More |
WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE IT
"Words can't describe how I'm feeling." Really? Well if you're not Pablo Picasso, you'd better find some words or we'll never know what the hell is going on. How did we get to the point where when the largest events happen, great or tragic, we react with such appreciative amazement when someone says, "Words can't describe what I saw"? No words at all for it, eh? Wow, that must have been something else... >>> More |
 THEY CALL ME STEELY McBEAM
If I told you that my nickname in college was "Steely McBeam," then you'd assume that I had a pretty interesting and fulfilling dating life. If I told you that my SAG professional screen name was "Steely McBeam," you'd think that I was doing fairly well in my porn career, and you'd do a Google image search as soon as you got to a computer in private. Though I do now plan to slyly incorporate the name Steely McBeam into my most intimate conversations with the opposite sex, I will not be able to claim sole ownership of it. The Pittsburgh Steelers have introduced a new mascot... >>> More |
 CASHCALL, GARY COLEMAN AND THE TINY PRINT
Look, the last thing I want to do is give Gary Coleman a hard time. He's been handed enough of that on his own with the kidneys and the hormones, the money with the parents thing and the not so great job placement stint as a security officer on the edge. I was a big fan as a child. I emulated him in every way on Diff'rent Strokes. I even tested out my own catch phrase for a while: "I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" My Mom hated it. Turns out that precociousness is much less precious when you're not pulling in $80,000 per episode. I voted for him for Governor of California. I cried when his blind date went bad at the end of Star Dates... >>> More |
KOOL-AID DRINKERS UNITE!
This week the maker of Kool-Aid announced that it would stop advertising its product to children during children's television programming, effectively banishing itself to the Island of Elba to while away with the likes of Marlboro, Jack Daniel's and Girls Gone Wild dvd's. They say that this is to encourage better nutrition. A curious, tacit admission of guilt in aiding the current child obesity and diabetes crisis for a product that has been on the market for over 80 years, long before the childhood obesity was cool. The product comes unsweetened. It's just a powdered soft drink concentrate... >>> More
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At The Comedy Store, Belly Room. |
At The Friars of Beverly Hills.
Richard Lucas was up next, and he had a level of dry wit that was refreshing and entertaining. He has a very non-threatening delivery, and he is also a bit of a chameleon. He looks very straight laced, but his jokes tend to head a little more into the dark side - but that's a good thing!
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 I don't know if I'm comfortable with that… Good friend and director of the multi-award-winning film Call of Cthulhu, Andrew Leman, wrote me an email over the weekend in which he told me that there was "a mini Richard Lucas film festival in New York City on Friday night." But I'm Mike Fox-style-size-wise enough as it is on my own! I don't need a "mini-Richard-Lucas" (how small could this guy be??) running around New York City stealing my glorious, embittered thunder. What kind of selfish, yet dangerously handsome, half-a-pint-sized wanna-be would do that to a distant, struggling fellow thesp.? Luckily, before I bought the one way plane ticket to JFK to hunt down and destroy my ambitious, miniaturized nemesis, I saw that what Andrew had been referring to was a strange coincidence of incredibly good taste that two films in which I appear, Call of Cthulhu and 3719 Broadleaf Road were showing (2 of the 6 films!) in a special "Horror of Horrors" night in the 24 HOUR FILM FESTIVAL housed in the landmark DCTV firehouse in Lower Manhattan. Here's a good question - why wasn't I in NYC on the roof of that firehouse watching those films? Thanks for nothing, New York City -- if I ever see you in a film, don't expect me to call. The point is, don't write "mini Richard Lucas" in an email to me or I'll cut you. |
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