Nobody Knows Anything.

Chapter One. The Bride." He Held Up The Book Then. "i'm Reading It To You For Relax." He Practically Shoved The Book In My Face. "by S. Morgenstern. Great Florinese Writer. The Princess Bride. He Too Came To America. S. Morgenstern. Dead Now In New York. The English Is His Own. He Spoke Eight Tongues." Here My Father Put Down The Book And Held Up All His Fingers. "eight. Once In Florin City...

When I Was Your Age, Television Was Called Books.

Yes, I Am A Failed Playwright. I Had Three Shows On Broadway By The Time I Was 30. They All Flopped, And I Fled.

There Are Always Too Few Perfect Breasts In This World; Leave Yours Alone.

I Know Something You Do Not Know. I Am Not Left-handed Either.