I Was Neat, Clean, Shaved And Sober

The Flood Of Print Has Turned Reading Into A Process Of Gulping Rather Than Savoring.

Mostly I Just Kill Time," He Said, "and It Dies Hard.

The Moment A Man Sets His Thoughts Down On Paper, However Secretly, He Is In A Sense Writing For Publication.

Could She *be* Anymore Out Of My League?

And The Commercials Would Have Sickened A Goat Raised On Barbed Wire And Broken Beer Bottles.