Well, The Past Is Gone, I Know

I Know How To Be Sour. I Know That Taste.

If You Have A Good Script, That's What Gets You Involved. It's Harder To Write A Good Screenplay Than To Find Something.

We're Creating A Tv Show Of Scrooge, Starring Jamie Farr, With Buddy Hackett As Scrooge. We're Shooting In This Victorian Set For Weeks, And Hackett Is Pissed All The Time, Angry That He's Not The Center Of Attention, And Finally We Get To The Scene Where We've Gotta Shoot Him At The Window, Saying, "go Get My Boots," Or Whatever. The Set Is Stocked With Victorian Extras And Little Children In Oliver Kind Of Outfits, And The Director Says, "all Right, Bud - Just Give It Whatever You Want." And Hackett Goes Off On A Rant. Unbelievably Obscene.

Something Wild Can Happen To Anybody And I Caution Anybody That Walks Out On The Street, Just Settle Your Accounts Before You Leave The House Every Day.

Awards Are Meaningless To Me, And I Have Nothing But Disdain For Anyone Who Actively Campaigns To Get One.