…and all I got was a lousy t-shirt
Okay, I didn’t really get a t-shirt.
But I do remember a hat we took turns wearing with the words F*C% EVERYBODY on it. My black lab, Addie used to wear it when she was feeling feisty.
So why am I thinking about all this now? Well, Corabi has a new book out and I make an appearance in it, along with many peeps I knew back in the day. (My bit is on page 277–279 in the hardcover, in case you’re interested.)
You might remember that I mentioned John in my essay about the time I was a guest on The Tonight Show.
I was hosting my TV show, BZZZ! when I first met Corabi and I had just bought my own place. I was living the dream.