Breakfast with Joanna "Glenn suddenly yelled, “that’s Warren Zevon!” There were snowballs everywhere, white streaks criss-crossing the night sky, thuds and groans when the icy ones hit, the annoying spray of exploding snow sliding down your collar and under your sleeves.
In 1982, I was living on the top floor of a house on Langdon Street with my roommates Rob and Paul and an actual stuffed moose head. I only mention that because apparently a lot of people from that era remember the moose head. I was usually the one selling plastic cups for $1.
Can’t forget about Carmelita!
Small world. Warren in Madison in 82. I was there. Weird, huh? ☮️
In 1982, I was living on the top floor of a house on Langdon Street with my roommates Rob and Paul and an actual stuffed moose head. I only mention that because apparently a lot of people from that era remember the moose head. I was usually the one selling plastic cups for $1.