I Had Spent Years Thinking About One

Sinclair Lewis May Be Ripe For A Revival; His Books Raise Several Interesting Issues Of Art And Fashion.

When I Came Home For The Summer After My First Year Of College, I Told My Mother That My Best Friend And I Were Driving To California. She Laughed Out Loud - 2,000 Miles In A What? Well, My Best Friend Had An Old Chevy. What Could Go Wrong?

Most Of My Childhood Revolved Around Wondering When We Would Be Blown Up By The Russians. I Couldn't Stand The News, I Knew That If The Missile Were Launched, Mortality Would Arrive In Half An Hour, So I Spent A Lot Of My Childhood Feeling That I Was 30 Minutes From Being Dead.

Candy Is My Fuel. Ice Cream, Too.

Hungry Ears Are Sharp Ones.