It's such a corrosive chemical: fame.

The bagel is a lonely roll to eat all by yourself because in order for the true taste to come out you need your family. One to cut the bagels, one to toast them, one to put on the cream cheese and the lox, one to put them on the table and one to supervise.

When it's all over and the on the air signs go off there isn't a more lost feeling in the world. The wonderful, exciting, even glamorous, studio is now just a room dirty with coffee cartons and cigarette butts.

So the legs are little short, the knees maybe knock a little but who listens?

I'm a firm believer in anxiety and the power of negative thinking.

It's such a corrosive chemical: fame.

By some people the meal itself is a long delay between the appetizer and the dessert.