I Found The Pearl Of The Orient

As For Consulting A Dentist Regularly, My Punctuality Practically Amounted To A Fetish. Every Twelve Years I Would Drop Whatever I Was Doing And Allow Wild Caucasian Ponies To Drag Me To A Reputable Orthodontist.

I Found The Pearl Of The Orient Slightly Less Exciting Than A Rainy Sunday Evening In Rochester.

All Right, So Call Me Miss Cliche Of 1960, But The Thing About The Married Ones That Always Spooks Me Is How Sweet And Attentive They Are At First, When They're On The Prowl.

The Worst Disgrace That Can Befall A Producer Is An Unkind Notice From A New York Reviewer. When This Happens, The Producer Becomes A Pariah In Hollywood. He Is Shunned By His Friends, Thrown Into Bankruptcy, And Like A Japanese Electing Hara-kiri, He Commits Suttee.

One Stifling Summer Afternoon Last August, In The Attic Of A Tiny Stone House In Pennsylvania, I Made A Most Interesting Discovery: The Shortest, Cheapest Method Of Inducing A Nervous Breakdown Ever Perfected. In This Technique..., The Subject Is Placed In A Sharply Sloping Attic Heated To 340 F And Given A Mothproof Closet Known As The Jiffy-cloz To Assemble.