Tom did make me famous, though. Well, somewhat famous, on a regional level. Every time I'd do, well, pretty much anything, he'd say, "Fuckin' Isaac" or "Fuckin' Isaac, man." He said it so often that it made its way into the local language. Our singer was visiting a friend in Roseburg. The friend dropped something in the kitchen and said, "Fuckin' Isaac!"
Sally replied, "What did you say?"
"Fuckin' Isaac. Everybody says it. No one knows where it came from."
One thing about Tom is that he was an amazing guitar player. Amazing not because he's good, although he is very good, but because all of his left hand fingertips have been cut off. Just the first joint of the index finger, but the second joint on the others. Combine that with the fact that he's quite short, is it any wonder that we caled him Tom Thumb? And then, when he dyed his hair green, how could we not think of leprechauns?