Tag: Frank DeCaro
Butthead
When Frank found out last year that I was about to start my book tour, he said, “Your biggest fear is the part I love the most! You’ll hate it!” But I think he might have been wrong. I didn’t hate it. In fact, my biggest fear is that I liked it. I liked it too much.
Midterms
Approaching my half-century mark (am I admitting to that? I guess I am) in a couple of days, I, like so many before me, preoccupy myself by looking backwards as I hurtle forwards. I’m especially fascinated by those remote college years (can “Rock Lobster” be really that old?). It’s not that I regard those days with any […]