We met at Columbia University in 1970 and the laughing began. His actual name is Ken Segall. But while he was a stand-up comic in the 70's, we called him London, and I can't break the habit. For the past 30 years or so this Miami native has made Los Angeles his home. Writing everything from ad copy to screenplays, he manages to keep busy. Miller High Life or Vodka w/limeade keeps him happy.

Groy Groy,

Just stewing in a heady brew of my own Cal-juices. Did the barbeques, ate the burgers of life, went to the bars and drank the beers you hear so much about these days.

But now it's now, Jonny. It's never been now-er. It's the now-est. And then some. Let's just say Hart had some kinda birthday last week which I missed but we're supposed to go out drinking about it as recently as tomorrow. Fall by, the local Groylist. I know an inner city saloon where all the bottles have your name on them. It ain't the 10, but it's some other goddamn thing, entirely. You'll come, we'll hang, we'll achieve total toastiness, you'll shplit. And won't that be fine.

Did the heck out of George and Ceel. Not to mention the Doctor. Turns out, and this surprised even my ass, that Ceel's a hooked-up mob hitter. She's takin' guys out, Gambino-style. She's like a young, spry Jimmy Caan, except without the vest.

Leggett, I'm putting a call into just as soon as I send this f-mail to you and yours. Which is gonna be very soon, indeed.

Scruffy and bumpy,

Yo-himbe.

Columbia freshmen 1971

London perfects the baby doll trick during a Dry Jack gig at The Levee in Kansas City 1978