My originally intended title was going to be something generic, something like “How We Spent Our Friday Evening” — which would’ve been suitable, but terribly boring in the long run. See, it all started with a voicemail from Zip. I’m leaving work and I noticed a missed call. Hey, Zip called. He left a voicemail. “Hey, just wondering if you were coming to Tower to see Eddie tonight. Bye.”
Eddie?
Now, in my particular paradigm, there are very few Eddies worth knowing and even fewer that might be making an appearance at Tower Records. So I called. “Eddie? Which Eddie? The Eddie?” Yes. Zip confirmed. It was The Eddie.
So we went. And we have proof.
