My weekend with rock stars (or why my wife rolls her eyes whenever I tell her that I’m going to hang out with Rob Azevedo)
At the end of the night, my boozy bride and I settled our tab and took an Uber home where she enjoyed her beauty sleep, and I prepared for the next day where I would be attending a Tom Waits Tribute that my good friend Rob Azevedo had organized at the same venue—a day that my wife greeted with humor and resignation and a simple phrase: “You’re going to hang out with Rob,” she said and rolled her eyes. “Oh brother.” READ MORE