If you’ve been following along, this post is part of a (nearly) once-a-day-month-long-blogging-brouhaha with my pals Amanda Hollinger, Monica Wyche, and Ami Worthen.
Perhaps one of the greatest answering machines greetings ever: the one my friend Koz left on our friend Brian’s family’s answering machine. The opening to this song served as background music. Solid gold.
Memory: driving fast in Koz’s car, windows open, singing this.
This one’s for Patrick, my U2 soul mate.
Memory: Koz, Brian, a bottle of Jaegermeister, and a broken light. Oh, and this. You can call it just another summer night during college.