So, I'm back from a week's vacation. With kids 9 and 6, that means I actually read 2.5 books, something that won't happen now that I'm back working for another six months or so.

I am/was a huge Warren Zevon (the late, great...) rock music fan. My wife bought me the biography about Zevon, written by his ex-wife, for my birthday in April. I read it last week. I couldn't put it down. Crystal Zevon, a Vermont-er, interviewed more than 80 people in writing this (including Bruce Springsteen, Billy Bob Thornton, Jackson Browne and more). I'm sure it was accurate.

And, man, was I disappointed.

I've been a fan for a long time. I saw Zevon in concert four times, all in Florida (he also played the former Raoul's in Portland, in the 1990s). Since his shows were FAR less than stadium-type shows, I was close to Zevon during all four shows, who was just a huge talent. At one show, in Miami, my date and I lucked into VIP, down-front table seats maybe 5-8 feet from The Genius.

But, as it turns out, according to Crystal, Warren Zevon and Bob Crane (Hogan's Heroes) apparently were soul mates. I'll leave that to your imagination. And the Zevon sex-and-drug escapades didn't stop there. I don't want to go on and on, and I will continue to be in awe of Zevon's music, but...