My Night With Bill Clinton
I live near Carnegie Hall basically because if I open the window, sometimes I can hear the music€¦and if I can't hear the music, it certainly beats living near a garbage dump. On the other hand, maybe I do live near a garbage dump. The other night I tried to come back to my apartment after an evening of rivalry (basically borscht and blintzes), and found the way to my apartment blocked, and dozens of policemen and police cars in the street. read more »