Keeping off a large weight loss is a phenomenon about as common in American medicine as an impoverished dermatologist.

Getting a tattoo would probably make me cry.

It happens to be a matter of record that I was first in print with the discovery that the tastelessness of the food offered in American clubs varies in direct proportion to the exclusiveness of the club.

With humor, it’s so subjective that trying to think of what the ideal reader would think would drive you crazy.

Since nostaglia is fueled by inflation, could it be that inflation is the result of a conspiracy by the people who are trying to palm off McGovern buttons and Howdy Doody puppets and their Aunt Thelma's toaster as antiques.

When helicopters were snatching people from the grounds of the American embassy compound during the panic of the final Vietcong push into Saigon, I was sitting in front of the television set shouting, Get the chefs! Get the chefs!

Being on a book tour is a lot easier than reporting.