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...question "Why are your problems so much bigger than everyone else's?" with the earnest response "Because they're mine." When Ally gets any work done, how she keeps her job, why she thinks it's O.K. to ask her secretary why she didn't give her a birthday present--these are all mysteries. Ally probably wouldn't seem so offensive as an addition to the cast of Seinfeld, but because this is a one-hour drama filled with pseudo-Melissa Etheridge music and emotional pretense, we are meant to take her problems more seriously than George Costanza's. "Ally...
...Hope is lucky to be alive. In addition to recently celebrating his ninety-fifth birthday, Hope was able to receive a taste of the postmortem praise that awaits him. As was widely reported, due to a darkly comic technical snafu, the Associated Press prematurely announced Hope's death on its web site. Some members of Congress got wind of this and rushed to extol his virtues for the sake of the Congressional Record and C-SPAN audiences everywhere...
...your stationery and school supplies, try Bob Slate on Church Street although CVS will certainly do. Definitely check out Buck-A-Book on JFK St. if you're in need of inexpensive birthday cards (2 for $1) for friends and relatives. It's a hidden gem of the Square...
Frank Sinatra has received far too many tributes already. Even before his death last month there was the 80th-birthday hoopla of 2 1/2 years ago, followed by the flock of recently published books circling, vulture-like, in clear anticipation of his passing. At this point any recounting of his accomplishments--his unassailable greatness as a singer, his somewhat more assailable greatness as an actor, his impeccable taste as a curator of the great American songbook, his ancillary talents as both philanthropist and thug, his status as a totem of midcentury masculinity--inevitably takes on a dutiful, ritualistic...
...first encounter with Rodgers and Hammerstein was via my father. He was then director of composition at the Royal College of Music. On my 10th birthday, he interrupted my endless replays of Jailhouse Rock and insisted on playing something for me. Onto the battered 78 r.p.m. record player was plonked Ezio Pinza singing Some Enchanted Evening. Then Dad played the song on the piano. Right then, Rodgers and Hammerstein joined Elvis Presley and the Everly Brothers as heroes...