Sunday, January 31, 2016

Can't Save 'em All

Maybe the fact that I'm no writer makes me the writer that I am. I've always claimed that I loved hearing "non-singers." You don't suppose that maybe the fact that I can't carry a tune in a bucket has anything to do with that, do you?

Something in today's New York Times, I think it may have been in Maureen Dowd's column, reminded me that I'm like Donald Trump. I like people who like me and I don't like people who don't.

I leave no legacy. I have no fortune. It's hard to be pompous.

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