Most Of Us Live Our Lives Devoid

Working As A Journalist Is Exactly Like Being The Wallflower At An Orgy. I Always Seem To Find Myself At A Perfectly Wonderful Event Where Everyone Else Is Having A Marvelous Time, Laughing Merrily, Eating, Drinking, Having Sex In The Back Room, And I Am Standing On The Side Taking Notes On It All.

The Senior Moment Has Become The Google Moment, And It Has A Much Nicer, Hipper, Younger, More Contemporary Sound, Doesn't It? By Handling The Obligations Of The Search Mechanism, You Almost Prove You Can Keep Up.

I Have For Many Years Been Puzzled By The Persistence Of Hugh Hefner. Why Is He Still Here?

There's A Reason Why Forty, Fifty, And Sixty Don't Look The Way They Used To, And It's Not Because Of Feminism, Or Better Living Through Exercise. It's Because Of Hair Dye. In The 1950's Only 7 Percent Of American Women Dyed Their Hair; Today There Are Parts Of Manhattan And Los Angeles Where There Are No Gray-haired Women At All.

A Man Who Finishes A Book Is Always Alone When He Finishes It.