Las Vegas: It Was Not Cafe Society,

It's Never Too Early For A Cocktail.

I'll Go And See Anything So Long As It Amuses Me, Or Moves Me. If It Doesn't Do Either I Want To Go Home.

At Twelve Noon, The Natives Swoon And No Further Work Is Donebut Mad Dogs And Englishmen, Go Out In The Midday Sun.

Dear 338171 (may I Call You 338?)

How Foolish To Think That One Can Ever Slam The Door In The Face Of Age. Much Wiser To Be Polite And Gracious And Ask Him To Lunch In Advance.