Lil' Kim found guilty! Mark McGwire had a better week.
Is Larry King's voice changing? Those Welch's Grape Juice radio ads seemingly feature a "new" Larry, not that familiar growl.
I'm also puzzled by that long New York Times piece by Lia Miller to effect Fairchild's WWD is spinning off a new high-end quarterly called WWDScoop. But they've had a gloriously "high end" mag called W since the early '70s. No mention of that.
I first met and listened to Bobby Short, who died last month, at a Hollywood joint called the Celebrity Club in the summer of 1954. The big song that season was "Hey There" from "The Pyjama Game," and no one, not even John Raitt, ever sang it better. I've since interviewed Bobby for Parade and on WCBS-TV and gone up many times to the Hotel Carlyle to catch that familiar, throaty singer/pianist at his incomparable best. Ave atque vale!
The Atlantic, which just grabbed another handful of National Magazine Award nominations, scores again. In a deft literary stunt editor Cullen Murphy will run a series by French writer and thinker Bernard-Henri Levy who criss-crossed America recently "in the footsteps of Alexis de Tocqueville."
When the time comes to pull my plug, please keep Tom DeLay out of the sickroom.
Is Rex Reed in love? Master of the truly eviscerating film review, he drools over Kevin Costner's latest in the New York Observer.
Jim Brady's latest book was published last week by St. Martin's Press. "The Scariest Place in the World: A Marine Returns to North Korea" earns a cover blurb from Tim Russert, a "superb" from Liz Smith, and Kirkus Reviews calls it a "graceful, even elegant, and always eloquent tribute to men at arms in a war, that in a way, never ended."